X+FILES:A Hole In Someone

SCENE 5: FISHY FLASHBACKS OF FIRE
The inside of the bar is a tribute to hick trash everywhere. all bottles and velvet elvises.

No one is there except Carl, the Manager, sitting at a lonely barstool.

white text fades in at lower frame left:
Putt Putt Cantina – 11:30 pm

Carl pours a drink for himself.

He raises the glass halfway to his lips and looks at a picture on the counter.

Carl is very sad

It’s a picture of him, his wife and seven kids, surrounded by shot glasses.

(flashback to happier times)
the bartender is driving a golf cart, along the dirt paved path on the Par3 golf course with his family. Everyone is laughing in a happy mood.

All
HA, HA, HA, HE, HE, HE, HUH, HUH, HUH.

the cart plods along.

HA, HA, HA, HE, HE, HE, HUH, HUH, HUH.


The kids grope and paw each other and their dad as they chortle.

HA, HA, HA, HE, HE, HE, HUH, HUH, HUH.

Carl's very strict german WIFE even snickers to herself.

And the kids paw at her too, like monkeys.

HA, HA, HA, HE, HE, HE, HUH, HUH, HUH.

Carl keeps laughing, while he brings his unjooked seatbelt up into frame.

HA, HA, HA, HE, HE, HE, HUH, HUH, HUH.

Carl's wife spots his not-so-stealthy manuever. Wife
Kahrl, yew ar drinkink agayn.

Carl drinks.

Carl
HA, HA, HA. (gulp) HAAA…

Carl's wife's eyes pop open at something in the road ahead of them.

We see a cow standing in the middle of the road.

Carl
What the…

Carl spins the wheel, bottle still in his mouth.

the car heads towards a tree

Wife
VAT ZE HELL ARE YOU DOING!

the kids scream

Carl violently turns the steering wheel in the reverse direction, but it’s too late.

The golf cart side-swipes the tree, throwing Carl out of the Cart.
The Cart heads down a slick grassy hill.

Carl
LILLIAN, GET HOLD OF THE WHEEL!

Lillian cannot, she is strapped to her seat by her seat belt.

Every one on the cart
AGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Carl
GO LEFT! NO, GO RIGHT! WATCH OUT FOR THE LAND MINE!!!

The golf cart hits the land mine.

KA BOOOOOOMMM!!!!
The explosion sends the cart flying into the air and it bursts into an orange fireball.

Carl
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Carl presses his hands to his head, spilling booze down the back of his neck.
Camera zooms into the black void of carl's mouth. (end flash back)

An empty shot glass slams onto the counter.

Carl is still staring at his family's picture.

Carl wipes his mouth and looks around, like he’s got something to prepare for.