Attachment security and adjustment to school in middle childhood

AND STREETS - DAYThe Macarena blares from a boom box. Snappers, artfullyarranged in schools on ice, stare up blankly. Crabs scratchat their crates. Lobsters climb over one another in tanks.One of the black SWAT vans turns down a side street. Theother takes an alley. The Marcells Crab House van continuesstraight along Parcell Street.INT. PANEL VAN - DAYA 150-pound block of dry ice tries to cool down the heatfrom all the bodies in the van - Starling and Brigham, thetwo other agents, Burke and Hare, and her new best friend,Officer Bolton. As they drive along, Bolton watches as sheta

to unlock it, but no more, before a NOISE COMESDOWN FROM THE NEXT STALL.Like a lariat it falls over HELENS head and is violentlyyanked tight. She kicks at the stall door.CORRIDOR: COP, leaning against outside door smoking, hearsthe clang of metal as the stall door bangs open. Hereacts.INT. LADIES ROOM - CONTINUEDThe RED-HEADED MAN is struggling to secure the rope around ahook inside his own stall. KNOCKING (o.s.)COP (o.s.)Doctor Hudson? Are you okay inthere?The MAN lets slip a little slack.HELENS fingers, thrusting between the rope and her neck,get just enough air for HELEN

IN THE WILLOWSAll the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirtyhood. Bruce Springsteen, THUNDER ROADFADE IN:EXT. LONG BEACH STREET - LOWER GRAND - NIGHTThe streets are empty. Low fog skims the sidewalks below a gray stewof a sky. Its slightly fuzzy, slightly surreal. The vast Port of LosAngeles is visible in the b.g. No cars parked here . No carsexcept -A 67 SHELBY MUSTANG GT-500Silver with deep grill, its sculptured side panels ending in airscoops . All cock and balls, it stands alone in the lonely coolbefore dawn . An old-school totem to speed and

in her right hand, hovers by her ear. She raises a speedloader, in her left hand, locks it into her cylinder, twists and reloads.CLOSE ONA guest room door, with a small, wired pack attached to its knob. Suddenly, wish a sharp CRACK!, the knob explodes, and the door bursts open.WITH CLARICE – MOVING SHOTAs she runs around a corner, through a cloud of smoke. She shoulders aside the shattered door and rushes inside, gun at the ready in both hands.CUT TO:INT. HOTEL ROOM – DAYCLARICES POV – MOVING – as she first sees, sitting on the edge of a bed – a FEMALE HOSTAGE. Black, late

JFKFADE IN:Credits run in counterpoint through a 7 to 10 minute sequence of documentary images setting the tone of John F. Kennedys Presidency and the atmosphere of those tense times, 1960 through 1963. An omniscient narrators voice marches us through in old time Pathe newsreel fashion.VOICE January, 1961 - President Dwight D. Eisenhowers Farewell Address to the Nation -EISENHOWER ADDRESSEISENHOWERThe conjunction of an immense military establishment and a large arms industry is new in the American experience. The total influence - economic, political, even spiritual - is fel