An Imaginary Event

INT. PRISON. DAY.
The guard approaches the prisoner on his cot.
GUARD
Rise and Shine Davis. It’s your lucky day.
DAVIS
(groggy)
Huh? What the hell, you interrupted my Ouisch dream?
GUARD
Your what? Never mind. You know that crazy actor in Sacramento?
Davis sits up, trying to awake.
DAVIS
You mean Arnold? Yes.
GUARD
Well to ease prison crowding or some such shit, he went crazy last night, granting clemency and what have you. You’re out.
DAVIS
Very funny.
GUARD
Are you listening to me Davis. Grab your shit and get processed. You are released.
Davis looks around him, and then at the guard. Sees he is not kidding. Starts to grab his stuff. CUT TO:

EXT. PRISON. DAY.

Davis is second in line to exit. The WARDEN is ticking names off a clipboard as the prisoners exit.
WARDEN
Next...

ETHNIC PRISONER advances.

WARDEN
Okay. Thank you Sirhan, good luck in life. Next.

Davis approaches.

WARDEN
Okay Mr. Davis, you have your suit and your $200?
DAVIS
Yessir.
WARDEN
Okay have a nice life.
DAVIS
Thank you sir.

Davis exits the prison. He does not believe this. We follow.

He moves toward a waiting taxi. As he gets closer, a nearby sedan has all its doors open at once. Three men in suits, led by Stephen KAY, grab Davis.

KAY
Mr. Davis you are under arrest to be prosecuted for the murders of Lauren Gaul, James Sharp, Joel Pugh, Jane Doe #1 and John Doe #1. You have the right to remain silent....

Davis is dragged to the waiting sedan. He looks to the sky.

DAVIS
Jesus why you do this?