THE FIRST CUT Written by Benjamin L. Hinnant PILOT WGA-w# 2004890
[email protected] FADE IN: EXT. WEST HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA - NIGHT CU: AN OPEN EYE. Lifeless. Accentuated OFFSCREEN by RED & BLUE siren lights and red blood spatter. We are greeted by a LOUISIANA DRAWL: CAMILLE (V.O.) Around my way, the meaning of life is summed up in who comes to bury you, who gathers together in your name after you’ve gone, and how they remember and eulogize you. SLOW-MO: A bright red FORD FIESTA parks at the corner of the intersection. HE steps out the car, hood of his black hoodie covering his head. “TRAYVON MARTIN 1995-2012” on his back. TITLE CARD: “THE FIRST CUT” The trunk pops open. The hoodie comes off and is replaced with a “MEDICAL EXAMINER” windbreaker and cap. He grabs the PELICAN CASE, shuts the trunk, and locks the car by remote. CAMILLE GALLIEN is our boy-next-door handsome protagonist, thirty, a “Louisiana Creole” of color. He rounds the corner onto Havenhurst. The Andalusia building is cordoned off with “CRIME SCENE” tape. CRIME SCENE TECHS operate on auto-pilot. END SLOW-MO Waving Camille over wearing matching “Medical Examiner” gear is EZEKIAL FOGG, white, sixty, silver-haired. CAMILLE Dr. Fogg. You’re everywhere. FOGG Yeah, I’m what you call hands-on. Forget every episode of CSI you’ve ever committed to memory. Tonight’s a crash course on what you’ll learn during your year here. What is your first objective at the crime scene? CAMILLE To inventory as much information related to the body as I can.