Unit 2 Chapter 5

The camera pans across the various porches

It is a dimension as vast as space, and as timeless as infinity.

It's a tree-lined, quiet residential American street, very typical of the small town.

The houses have front porches on which people sit and swing on gliders, conversing across from house to house.

The man who's been polishing his car and now he stands there transfixed, staring upwards.

Her voice is indistinct and distant, but intelligible and repetitive.

Her voice is indistinct and distant, but intelligible and repetitive.

As the people again murmur softly in wonderment and question.

Likely as not-- (he turns to the group, now trying to weight his words with an optimism he obviously doesn't feel but is desperately trying to instill in himself as well as the others)

There's a murmur in the crowd, a murmur of irritation and concern as if the boy were bringing up fears that shouldn't be brought up; words which carried with them a strange kind of validity that came without logic but nonetheless registered and had meaning and effect.

He stops suddenly as behind him, inexplicably and with a noise that inserts itself into the silence, the car engine starts up all by itself.

I'm guilty of insomnia.

Maybe under normal circumstances we could let it go by, but these aren't normal circumstances.

Until we get this all straightened out, you ain't exactly above suspicion yourself.

Let's pick out every idiosyncrasy of every single man, woman, and child on the street.

You're standing here all set to crucify - all set to find a scapegoat - all desperate to point some kind of a finger at a neighbor!

He looks off toward his house, realizing the implications of the lights coming on in his house.

We can see the crowd converging on the porch now.

An open door throws out a beam of light from the illuminated interior.

We get only a vague feeling of form, but nothing more explicit than that.

We get only a vague feeling of form, but nothing more explicit than that.

There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices - to be found only in the minds of men.