PLASTIC MAN

                         O'BRIEN

          You're right.  It is a nice day.

He walks over and picks up the cup himself.

                         O'BRIEN

          I can throw it out.  No big deal.

She can't believe it.  His arm shoots out and a moment

later whaps back; the cup is gone.

She smiles and he wraps his arm around her.

                         SUSAN

          Things do change.

                         O'BRIEN

          I guess they do.

They stroll on and we GLIDE BACK in the direction his arm

shot --

Where we see the Litterbug wedged head first into a wire

meshed trash can, kicking like an inverted cockroach, the

styrofoam cup stuffed in his mouth.

And we CLOSE ON the sign --

"Keep litter in its place."

                                            FADE OUT.

                         THE END