l SCENE II: THE CAT RANCH l

| Friday, Jul. 18, 2003 || 2:46 p.m. |

Cut to sunlight streaming through a part way open window. The long and attractive window coverings are open, but blowing ever so slightly. A rooster begins his wake up song on a fence in the background-barely visible. The camera pans down to the floor at the rustling (but attractive) window treatments, across the hardwood floor and up to the wrought iron bed in the middle of the room.

Torin jumps up on the bed and nuzzles his mommy for a few seconds before our heroine opens her eyes, stretches, and hops out of bed. She begins to do her morning martial arts/yoga routine when suddenly a knock at the door....

BOOM BOOM BOOM

ANGEL: Torin, access the mainframe! We need to see who has dared to stand on my new crate and barrel welcome mat this early in the morning. I hope he (or she) didn't get any mud on it!

Torin runs to the corner of the room, meows three times, and a small kitty keyboard descends from the wall. He types in the secret password, and giant monitors lower in the middle of the room, displaying every possible angle of the ranch. Torin runs and jumps on top of the monitor displaying the unwelcome guest.

ANGEL: Good job T! You're sooooo smart.

TORIN: meow meow meow

Angel assesses the visitor and realizes she is familiar...she does a few tae know do side kicks before heading to answer the door.

Angel opens the front door...

ANGEL: Hello. Is something the matter?

THE STRANGER: Yes, something is the matter!! Yesterday when you were at the store my son tried to sell you some popcorn that he's selling to help his Boy Scout troop.

ANGEL: (interrupting) Yes, I kind of remember that...

THE STRANGER: and you proceeded to tell him you didn't want to buy popcorn from an organization that oppresses people of alternative lifestyles!!

ANGEL: (with a look of recognition) Oh yeah, I remember that now...

THE STRANGER: (angrily Little Blake junior then proceeded to ask me what "alternative lifestyle" meant, and I had to explain about (Whispering) gay people.

ANGEL: (looking bored) uh huh...

THE STRANGER: Now Blake Jr. is convinced that he's gay!!! And this is all your fault!! If you had bought the popcorn none of this would have happened!! And now, you are going to pay!!!

ANGEL: (still bored) well, you were the one that named him Blake, Right? I hardly think that...

The visitor suddenly pulls out a semi-automatic rifle. Torin runs to the command center and pushes a few buttons. Angel looks at the camera, sighs and jumps up in to the air.

Camera pan to level with Angel's foot, and swings half way around, so the visitor and Angel are on the left and right respectively. Angel does matrix-like front kick to the stranger's chest, who then proceeds to drop the Uzi. Angel falls to the ground (gracefully) grabs the Uzi, and does a special "whistling" sound. Torin hits a big red button, and the stranger falls into dungeon that has now opened beneath her.

ANGEL: (out loud) why does this keep happening to me? (Into her special two-way watch walkie-talkie to Torin) Good job little Torin!! You rock!!!

Torin runs out of the command center bounds down the stairs to Angel.

TORIN: meow meow meow.

ANGEL: Ok Torin, time to feed the herd.

Angel and Torin walk together into the sunlight, towards the ranch area. Camera pans down to numerous fenced in cats running around.

Another day has begun at the cat ranch.

Camera pans into the distance at the rising sun...