[Movie Script]Kafka

KAFKA
by
Lem Dobbs
        PRAGUE - MORNING



The Old Town is quiet.  It's very early in the twisted

streets of this ancient ghetto.  Dark corners casting a

medieval spell over a modern century oblivious to their

romance and mystery.
The River is the dividing line.  Elegant gardens on the

opposite bank embracing the monotonous solemnity of the New

Town, tower steeples silhouetted against the sombre sky.
An empty motor bus rattles along a deserted street.
A Gothic bridge links the two halves of the strange city.

Its half-moon arches becoming circles as they meet their

reflections in the water.  Thin mist swirls over the

cobblestones above.
A few boats in the water.  Fishermen casting their lines in

silence.  One or two lights now burning in buildings beyond.
In the Old Town Square the great clock on the cathedral

strikes six.
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