Chauncy, eyeballing the store, now in a mess: How are we gonna explain that a little squirrel did all of that?
[dissolve to US map: red line moves from St. Louis to Chicago, Illinois. A transparency of Wescott flying becomes an opaque image of Wescott landing at the Chicago city limits.] [VO Wescott] Well at last I came to Chicago. it took me seven years to traverse the country from Denver to Chicago. But I was here, and I had a good feeling that today I was going to find my place in the sun. [Wescott is flying through Chicago] Wescott: Whee!!! [VO Wescott] I never felt so free in all of my life. I was free of the pain of my childhood in a beautiful city and I didn’t have a care in the world. I decided to go play in the park for a while. [Wescott flies to Grant Park, where he happily walks through the grass, whistling as he goes. Up ahead, the camera zooms in on Dale Oakmont, attempting to steal gumballs from a gumball machine. Wescott sees this and quickly runs after him.] Wescott: THIEF!!! STOP RIGHT THERE!!! Dale: Ahh! Help! [Wescott chases Dale to a tree, where he pins him against it.
