PANEL ONERhino slams his horn into the opaque wall of his high-tech prison cell. Outside of it, safe, a guard watches on, a smug smile plastered on his face.
The guard guffaws as Rhino pants from his exertions, his face contorted by rage.
You're as thick as your hide, aintch'a?
Mention my wife again - -
Tight on the guard.
Your wife makes me sick, you Goddamn freak.
Marrying an animal like you.
May she rot in hell for her sins.
Rhino rams the wall again. Same result. Nothing. The guard already has his back turned, walking away.
How you gonna do that, huh?
Rhino slumps to his knees, head resting against the wall. Exhausted. Defeated.
I'm out here - -
Pull back. Rhino's lifted his head. On the wall, precisely where he smashed into it, is a tiny crack. Not much. But enough.
- - and you're in there.