Episode one: PAIN Inside a dimly lit room is a few candles, a picture of a little boy and girl on the floor and a man, CURTIS, who look like hell, rough hairy face, dirty and sad looking, on his knees in a praying position with a 45 caliber gun in front of him. Tears run down his face as he looks up at the ceiling, taking a few deep breaths. We can hear his heart beating, racing like African drums. He picks up the picture of the kids and kiss both children.