esolate. In the far off distance a man is jogging. He banks
          around the end of a small pond and runs right at us. This is
          MIKE FLAHERTY, FORTY-TWO. He is running hard. Or at least as
          hard as he can.
                         
          Suddenly TWO JOGGERS blow past him.
                         
                         
          INT. HOUSE, BEDROOM - SAME.
                         
          A HOME MADE STAIN GLASS ANGEL hangs on a window. It falls to