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turning to page one
A gorgeous New England landscape whizzes by, fields and trees a blur of motion. ANGLE SHIFTS to reveal a Greyhound Sceni- Cruiser barreling up the road, pulling abreast of us. CAMERA TRAVELS from window to window, passing faces. We finally come to Red gazing out at the passing landscape.
RED (V.O.)
I find I am so excited I can barely
sit still or hold a thought in my
head. I think it is the excitement
only a free man can feel, a free
man at the start of a long journey
whose conclusion is uncertain...
THE BUS 297
ROARS past camera, dwindling to a mere speck on the horizon.
RED (V.O.)
I hope I can make it across the
border. I hope to see my friend and
shake his hand. I hope the Pacific
is as blue as it has been in my
dreams.
(beat)
I hope.