EXT. EVENING. PANORAMIC VIEW OF TEL AVIV AT SUNSET FROM THE SEA
Heavy mushrooms of smoke billowing over the city.
Silence.
FADE OUT
EXT. NIGHT. BENEATH THE PROPHET'S HOUSE
A full moon night. The sky is black and cloudless. Annoying contemporary music blares from one of the apartments. Most of the apartments are already dark. The prophet stands beneath his house, partially concealed behind a tree on the opposite side of the street. He tiptoes lightly to peek at his balcony. The light is still on. He wrestles with himself and, eventually, decides to walk away from there with heavy steps, like an old man.
FADE OUT
INT. DAY. MANAGER'S OFFICE
A middle-aged, stern-looking manager sits on his large executive chair as the door opens.
IRIS (holding some kind of folder)
You called for me?
MANAGER
Yes. Come in for a minute.