TITLE BOX In the title box, RAYNE walks into the living room, declaring defiantly. RAYNE I captured a spider. DAD And? NEXT PANEL, RAYNE walks out, DAD calls after him. RAYNE Where do we keep our batteries? DAD Batteries aren’t radioactive! NEXT ROW LIVING ROOM. MOM and DAD are sitting in the living room. MOM You should go down and check on him. DAD He’s fine. DAD chuckles, as RAYNE walks in. DAD There’s no way he can figure out how to open a battery. RAYNE Hey. RAYNE is covered in a light brown substance, all over his body, but he doesn’t look concerned. DAD starts to panic. MOM walks over to RAYNE. DAD Oh my god. DAD I’m calling 911. MOM licks her finger, RAYNE shrugs. MOM It’s pudding. RAYNE I got hungry trying to open the battery. RAYNE looks at DAD, amusingly. RAYNE But I’m a little concerned what you think batteries are made of. DAD …energy?