Finished another draft of Red 71. I think this is the fifth. It's the first revision to the shooting script.

I'm surprised this went so smoothly. The only problems I had involved the production tools in Final Draft - locking pages and scenes. But I got it figured out.

Made quite a few changes based on Patrick's notes and on the new scene with the coroner. I decided to replace Shane's cigar with a Zippo lighter.

I sent off the new draft to Patrick and to Scott.

I included the following in my email...

My paternal grandfather was born in 1899 and spent most of his life in Mississippi and north Lousisiana. He died in 1972. I was 14. He worked as a school teacher, preacher, sharecropper - pretty much anything. In the late 1960's he worked as the night man at an all night Texaco station out on the highway. My dad, my brother and I used to go and visit him when we were in town.

He would sit in a metal folding chair near the soda machine in his faded green Texaco uniform and chat with my dad. As he talked he would flip a well worn silver Zippo over and over in his calloused hands. To emphasize a point in the conversation he would flick the lid of the Zippo open and then snap it shut. I remember when he was agitated he would do this over and over.

He was usually agitated when my brother and I were there. We were always bored and pestering him or my dad for change for the soda machine. My grandfather taught me how to pour a packet of Tom's salty peanuts into a 7 ounce Coke and drink them straight from the bottle. I'd drink the Coke while my brother chased june bugs and fireflies. When he'd killed them all, he would jump up and down on the pneumatic hose to hear the service bell ring. My dad would have to threaten him with bodily harm to get him to stop. My grandfather never said anything. He would just snap the lid of that lighter open and shut over and over.

It's strange how small things in your life come back to you, isn't it

Also made reservations for Scott and I at the Studio Six in Tucson. It's about 8 miles from Patrick's house.