DRILL-DOWN

INT. KITCHEN - MORNING

We see Brian installing a DEADBOLT LOCK. He removes a PLASTIC JIG from its packaging, then slides it to fit on the edge of the WOODEN DOOR.

He attaches a large, circular BIT to the DRILL, triggering it once to watch it SPIN.

BRIAN (V.O.)
Ready.

On his target, the drill BITES into the wood, firmly in his GRIP. An eery SCREECH warns that it will soon come to a halt. Sawdust takes flight and powders the floor. Just then the bit PUNCHES through to the other side.

Brian pulls the drill back and removes the bit with a wrench. A small disc of wood fills the hollow cylinder. He takes a screwdriver, prying, and the disc POPS out, HITTING the floor, and rolling.

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INT. WOODEN DISK - DAY

We are at ground level, right behind the rolling disc, the grooves of the oak wood floor coming towards us from the perspective, as it were taxiing down a runway.

The disc goes through the opening to the dining room, gaining momentum. It's headed toward Maus, the white, furry, now Godzilla-sized cat, who is bent down in stalking position in the distant living room.

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CAESAR THE DOG

Caesar lies in his kennel, raising one ear as he hears the oncoming disk. He sits up quickly, head jutting out as the disk approaches.

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Caesar's giant, tan paw with long, black nails CRASHES down on the disk. He leans forward curiously, sniffs it, then reveals his large, pearly canines.

CRUNCH!

FADE OUT

BRIAN (V.O.)
This was just a writing exercise for me, trying to take the uneventful, mundane task of installing a door lock and turning it into something hopefully thrilling.
(beat)
It needs work, I know, that why I practice.