retch of interstate.
          This is HENRY.
          He looks out at the horizon. It's starting to get light
          out. There's snow on the ground.
          He's neither asleep nor awake.

                         

          INT. TOLL BOOTH - MOMENTS LATER

          HENRY'S PLASTIC GLOVES unscrew a THERMOS, pour coffee
          into a Styrofoam cup. There are only a few drops left.

                         A CAR
          Approaches. Henry straightens, slides open his w