Monday

Sun 12 November: The scooter drives off with it's pipsqueak engine going as hard as possible

09:00
1944 Strategic breakthrough in Baltic sea Precision bombing raid by RAF sinks formidable German battleship Tirpitz in Norwegian fjord

 
10:10
Half of the Netherlands, including Amsterdam and Rotterdam, lies below sea level.
18:55
TITLE: “Scooter Shooter”
FADE UP
ANGLE on a HITMAN riding a scooter, bombing along in a typical Dublin suburb, sprawl and all. 


He's wearing blue trainers with white stripes, a pair of baggy blue tracksuit bottoms with a double white stripe, a blue anorak with white detail and a blue helmet, tinted visor down. 

He's driving carefully but briskly down through a north Dublin estate with one of those oblong, featureless greens, having houses arranged around in a crescent shape.

He swings left up the drive. About half-way up, from behind, WE SEE a VICTIM loading something into the back of a SUV. He looks like he could be going somewhere. He's heavy set, wearing a wool jumper, brown hair and light brown slacks. 


The scooter pulls up. Without stopping the engine, the HITMAN lets it out of gear, stands it, steps off it, walks a couple of steps with brisk motion toward his target, opens the anorak and pulls out a large semi-automatic hand gun. 

He SHOOTS several times. The first shot enters the VICTIM's back. Dropping what he's carrying, he spins around in time only to see the second flash from the gun. Everything turns black from his POV as he falls back. Standing over him, the HITMAN pumps him full of chest and head shots as he lays on the ground. He can hear only his own heavy breathing as he EXPIRES. 

Ringadingading.  The scooter drives off excitably with it's pipsqueak engine going as hard as possible. Not too quick but good in traffic, and that's all there is. Traffic. The HITMAN disappears around the green, escaping to the Knocknakee Road.
 

R & R on the Tirpitz, during happier times