US DESERT – CANYON TERRAIN – DAY

Matt is holding a sniper rifle, Mark a pair of binoculars.

BAM!

He fires a shot across the vast, winding canyon.


MARKS'S POV THROUGH BINOCULARS

The bullet hits in the middle of a small rock, blowing it up.


MARK

MARK: Nice. Very clean.

The sound of an engine approaching...

Mark turns back to his binoculars.


MARKS'S POV THROUGH BINOCULARS

A Jeep rounds a curve in the road on the other side of the canyon. Cathy is driving. Joel in the passenger seat.


MARK

stares back at Matt.

MARK: You think you can hit that?

Matt replies with a confused look.

Puts his cheek against the rifle. Looks through the scope.


MATT'S POV THROUGH SCOPE

He can see the car. Cathy. And Joel next to her.


MATT

follows the car with his scope.

MARK: What's your caliber?

MATT: Six point five, Creedmore.

MARK: Car is fitted with B6 Armormax. What's the penetrating force of that, six hundred yards out?

MATT: Uh... enough to make a dent, but it won't get through?

MARK: Correct. Now, are you going to take the shot?

Matt gazes at his dad, even more surprised.

MATT: You want me to...?

MARK: Let's see what this guy is made of. Try not to hit the tires or the windows. It's safe, just looks bad. Aim for hood on passenger side.

Matt can't believe it. Still, he gets down. Aims. Hesitates.

MARK: Target is getting away, son...

Matt lies still. Still aiming. Still not pulling the trigger.

Cathy's Jeep is approaching a cover in the terrain.

MARK: Stand down.

Mark grabs the rifle from Matt. Takes a standing aim against the rock. Breathes ONE deep breath. PULLS THE TRIGGER.

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