AN OUTING
	
INT. COFFEE SHOP -- DAY.
GORDON, a prisoner, and MR WARKENTIN, the agent who is transporting him, are sitting in a coffee shop in a booth. Mr Warkentin has finished his pie and coffee, Gordon is enjoying his coffee. Gordon is not in handcuffs, which are next to the napkin dispenser on the table. There are normal place settings in front of both men. Mr Warkentin prepare to leave briefly, turns to Gordon. He is about to handcuff him, and decides it's too much bother.

MR WARKENTIN
Hokay, Gordie. I'm just going to the head for a minute. Can I just leave you like that? No funny stuff, eh? I mean, where're you gonna go?

GORDON
Oh, of course, Mr Warkentin.

MR WARKENTIN
There's no point in --

GORDON
I mean, where would I go? I don't know anybody.

MR WARKENTIN
It'd take like fifteen minutes to hunt you down, right? And we'd be pretty pissed.

GORDON
It's real nice of you to let me eat my pie without the handcuffs, Mr Warkentin. 

MR WARKENTIN
And you know, that's evasion.

GORDON 
I'm drinking my coffee here. 

MR WARKENTIN 
You'd get caught like that, and you know what that would mean: More trouble. 

Mr Warkentin is up and leaving at this point.

GORDON 
(Softly) 
Don't need that.

MR WARKENTIN
(Turning around)
What? You say something?

Gordon shakes his head. Mr Warkentin moves off.

GORDON
(To self)
I love it here.

Seconds go by as Gordon drinks his coffee slowly, 
looking out the window, reminiscing, planning. A waitress goes by, whom we don't see too clearly. Gordon looks up briefly with a smile.

GORDON
(To waitress)
Hi!

He gets no answer. He catches sight of someone, whom we can't see. He tries to get their attention.

GORDON
Hey, Buddy! Hey. Yeah. Got an extra smoke? No? Okay.

Some people sit in the booth behind him, talking. We overhear them, but only see the back of someone's head. As we hear the conversation, we see Gordon's face as he mulls over what he hears.

CUSTOMER'S HEAD
I heard he's got a lot of money. No, he's the one with the money. No, she ain't got nothing -- Guy that age? Well, if you ask me, there's no shortage of guys like that -- Just asking for it -- Yeah, you and me both. But no way that's gonna happen -- Right -- Are you kiddin' me? -- Are you kiddin' me? Whaat? 
 
Gordon sees a fly somewhere, follows it with his eyes, picks up the empty water glass, stalks the fly as it lands on the table, then deftly covers it with the overturned glass.

GORDON
Aha! Gotcha.

Gordon looks at the place setting. He picks up the knife and considers it. Then he puts it down and picks up the spoon, as being less noticeable if it went missing. He looks around to see if Mr Warkentin is on his way back. He considers whether Mr Warkentin would notice it. It's very small. Then he puts it down, having had an idea. He looks to see if Mr Warkentin is coming, then goes up to the counter. 

GORDON
(To someone behind counter)
Miss -- could I get a spoon here? 

She hands him a spoon. 

GORDON
Thanks.

He puts it in his pocket, then stands in thought. He looks out the door. He looks back where the door to the bathroom is. He checks to see if the waitress is looking. After deliberation, he suddenly strides out the door. 

EXT. STREET.
Once outside he walks briskly, then faster, then starts jogging, and finally breaks into a run down the sidewalk, running with all speed, he calls out to passers.

GORDON
Hey there! I'm making a break for it!

He passes some shoppers.

GORDON
I'm free! Just got out!

Gordon runs past a street vendor.

GORDON
Me, I'll have some! Gimme everything you got! With lotsa mustard!

He dashes around the block calling out to various people.

INT. COFFEE SHOP.
We see that Mr Warkentin is still not back from the bathroom, the booth is as Gordon left it. 

EXT. STREET.
Gordon is running and calling out to people.

GORDON
Look at me run! See Gordon run, everyone! I'm drug free! Stop me and ask me something! Sorry, gotta run!

INT. COFFEE SHOP.
We see that Mr Warkentin is still not back yet, although we hear a toilet flushing.

EXT. STREET.
Gordon turns the corner and sprints up the street, back to the diner. He calls out to some maintenance workers.

GORDON
Hey, take it easy, guys -- gotta conserve our energy. Planet's in bad shape! 

Then he reaches the door of the restaurant, puffing a bit. We follow him to --

INT. COFFEE SHOP.
Gordon enters, looks at his booth. Still empty. At that moment Mr Warkentin emerges from the bathroom, sees Gordon standing there, suspects nothing. 

MR WARKENTIN
Okay. Ready to go? 

Mr Warkentin goes to pay the bill, looking at Gordon expectantly, to see that he is coming too.

GORDON
Wait. 

Gordon goes to their table and releases the fly from his glass. 

GORDON
Okay. 

Mr Warkentin leads him out.

FADE OUT