I thank you, and I praise you for your wondrous power. He opens his eyes, and turns to the camera. It focuses in on his face, and his piercing gaze flashes out like lightning. The image fades. In the background can be heard the soft tones of Beethoven.
French windows overlook a formal garden.
The scene changes, and a sleek black sports car glides through forest, pasture, village, mountain. The music continues to play softly. It passes into a field, and in the corner of the field a small hovel stands. Their heads turn and follow the passing car. The picture changes.