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				PETER
			(mutters to himself)
		This is weird. My God, I feel so weird...

	He leaps to his feet. He flexes. Feels weird. Good
	Weird. In fact, great weird! He tries a couple of
	"jumping jacks" and on the third jump he soars into the
	air!

				PETER
			(exhilarated)
		Very weird.

	The great, bespangled, NEW YORK CITY is his backdrop as
	PETER jumps and turns and does loops in the air.
	With the agility and tactility of a spider, PETER leaps
	from the RAILING to a WALL to a FLAG POLE to another WALL
	where he lands sideways and sticks.

				PETER
			(sideways)
		Very, very weird.

	He leaps off the WALL and lands at the edge of the roof.
	He looks down. No one's looking back. So, he takes a
	step back and leaps the alley to the next roof.

	EXT. ROOFTOP SHACK - NIGHT

	PETER lands on it. The next roof is seven stories up and
	across the street. PETER bites his lip.

				PETER
		Well, what the hell!!

	EXT. THE TALLER BUILDING - NIGHT

	Backlit by a FULL MOON, PETER somersaults to the roof of
	the taller building, and misses the top!

	He sticks to the brick FACADE, upside down! He laughs
	with the moment. A WINDOW opens below him and a pretty
	BLONDE in a TOWEL sticks her head out. She looks this way
	and that, and all she sees is a MAN in a LOUD SPORTCOAT
	down the street. Never thinking to look up, she withdraws
	into the room.

	EXT. CHELSEA STREET - NIGHT

	The MAN in the LOUD SPORTCOAT leans against a LAMP POST
	and lights a CIGARETTE with a BEAT UP, SILVER PLATED
	LIGHTER.

	In the LIGHTER he sees a reflection of PETER leaping off
	the taller building. He snaps around and looks up in time
	to see PETER make it to the next FACADE.

	EXT. ROOFTOP MONTAGE - NIGHT

	With the UPTOWN SKYLINE behind him, PETER casts caution to
	the wind and leaps from rooftop to rooftop.

	Watching from the street, the MAN in the LOUD SPORTCOAT
	follows PETER'S progress.

	PETER leaps to a BROWNSTONE and lands amid the WASH.
	He leaps up to a TENEMENT and lands on a BILLBOARD across
	which he does a "bug crawl" and leaps again.

	He touches down on a PIGEON COOP and bounds up and out of
	frame again. The COOP OWNER, a LATINO in an undershirt
	and a YANKEES CAP, comes running out of the COOP.

	He's so surprised that he leaves the DOOR open and twenty
	WHITE MORNING DOVES fly away in a furious flapping, free
	at last. The LATINO lets out a stream of Hispanic
	expletives complete with all the appropriately obscene
	gestures.

	PETER slides down a CABLE to a LAMP POST, and swirls down
	the POLE to a PHONE BOOTH.

	EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT

	PETER comes face to face with the man in the LOUD
	SPORTCOAT. He gives PETER his CARD.