Ed, alone, walks down the hallway. The pulsing treble hum is louder.
ED (V.O.)
...Well, it's like pulling away from
the maze. While you're in the maze
you go through willy-nilly, turning
where you think you have to turn,
banging into dead ends, one thing
after another...
PRISON YARD
Ed emerges into the empty prison yard ringed by high stone walls. A hard spotlight shines down from above. Ed squints into it.
ED (V.O.)
...But get some distance on it, and
all those twists and turns, why,
they're the shape of your life. It's
hard to explain...
!
; kinda like waiters can be actors, too, right? 
