EXT. ROAD. DAY.
TWO WORKMEN BEGIN PAINTING TWO WHITE LINES ON A ROAD SIX FEET APART. THE LINES GO FROM ONE SIDE OF THE ROAD TO THE OTHER SIDE AND THEN BACK.
THE LINES STAY SIX FEET APART AND THEY KEEP ZIG-ZAGGING FROM ONE SIDE OF THE ROAD BACK TO THE OTHER AND OCCASIONALLY ONTO THE FOOTPATH, RESEMBLING A SHAPE OF A SNAKE. THIS PATTERN CONTINUES FOR SEVERAL HUNDRED YARDS.
A CURIOUS BYSTANDER APPROACHES THE WORKMEN.
BYSTANDER:
What on earth are you doing?
WORKMAN 1:
We're getting ready for the grand opening.
BYSTANDER:
What grand opening?
WORKMAN 2:
It's the new lane.
BYSTANDER:
Lane? It's all over the place.
WORKMAN 1:
It's the drink driving lane, first of it's kind anywhere.
WORKMAN 2:
Grand opening tonight guv, after the pubs close.