script for Henry's Crime - Whoa is (Not)

118.DAREK(whisper to Simon)Lights down ten. Down ten more. Slowly...Julie and Henry in silhouette now.JULIEOh, fuck, Henry...The lights fade, as an image of WHITE CHERRY BLOSSOMSappears on the projection screen...FADE DOWN :FADE UP ON :EXT. THE LOIRE VALLEY, FRANCE - DAY...which become REAL BLOSSOMS on a CHERRY TREE, wideningto reveal an orchard, the most beautiful you’ve everseen.A STONE FARM HOUSEFrank sits at a table outside in the garden. He pourshimself a Pernod. He looks happy as a clam.A CAT jumps in his lap, purring.FRANKHello miou-miou.He looks out at the lush valley below. Smiles.THE SOUND OF A CRYING BABYCUT TO :INT. PRIVATE DELIVERY ROOM, SOMEWHERE IN NEW MEXICO -DAWNA state of the art hospital room. No expense has beenspared. A shaky image of DEB’s face as JOE frames thevideo camera.THE BABY comes into view now. It’s beautiful. Andscreaming its little lungs out.JOE (O.S.)It’s a girl!!!A girl.DEBBIE