FADE IN: EXT. DESOLATE ROAD - DAY A group of four bandits, dressed in black leather and armed with guns, are driving down a deserted road in an old pickup truck. BANDIT 1, the leader of the group, turns to the others. BANDIT 1: Alright boys, we've hit every town within a hundred-mile radius. It's time we expand our operation. BANDIT 2: What do you have in mind? BANDIT 1: (excitedly) How about we become travelling bandits? BANDIT 3: What exactly do you mean, boss? BANDIT 1: We'll hit different towns and cities every week. We'll do our thing, rob some banks, and then vanish like ghosts. BANDIT 4: (nodding) I like it. It will keep the cops guessing. BANDIT 2: But won't that mean we have to keep changing our vehicle frequently? BANDIT 1: Don't worry about that. I have a contact in the automobile industry. He'll hook us up with new rides every time. BANDIT 3: (with a chuckle) You're always full of surprises, boss. BANDIT 1: (grinning) That's why I lead this gang. The bandits drive on, discussing their new strategy. CUT TO: EXT. SMALL TOWN - DAY The bandits pull up outside a bank in a small town. They hop out of the truck, guns drawn, and barge into the bank. INT. BANK - DAY The customers and staff scream and hit the ground as the bandits shout for everyone to stay still. Bandit 1 walks up to the tellers and demands money. BANDIT 1: Hurry up and fill up this bag! TELLER: (shaking) Okay, okay. Don't hurt us. The bandits quickly grab the cash and make a dash for the door. They run back to their truck and speed away. CUT TO: EXT. CITY STREET - DAY The bandits pull up outside a bank in a busy city. They step out of the truck, guns aimed, and storm into the bank. INT. BANK - DAY The customers and staff are terrified as the bandits yell and demand money. Bandit 2 points his gun at a security guard. BANDIT 2: Don't even think of trying anything heroic, buddy. The security guard backs away, hands in the air. The bandits gather the cash and make a run for it. CUT TO: EXT. AERIAL SHOT - DAY The bandits are driving on a long highway, crossing state lines. BANDIT 1: (smiling) This is the life, boys. Always on the move. BANDIT 3: What's next, boss? BANDIT 1: We'll decide that when we get to our next destination. The bandits continue driving, enjoying their life on the road. FADE OUT.