BRICK
Written by
Rian Johnson1
SUPER MAIN TITLES
Over a grimy concrete wall creeping by. We emerge from...
EXT. RUNOFF TUNNEL - EARLY MORNING
A gaping hole in the concrete side of a freeway. On the
embankment beside the hole BRENDAN FRYE squats, shoulders
hunched. His dark eyes behind thin glasses watch the
shallow stream of water which flows into the tunnel.
THE WATER
not more than six inches deep. Just beneath the surface a
young woman's pale blue arm in gaudy bracelets bats against
the edge of her body like a docked boat. A pebble plinks
into the water beside it.1