Sometime during the night, we stop off at some gas station somewhere in North Forida. Tom gets out of the van and as he's looking around, notices the ground is covered in bird droppings. He then looks up.
[The Birds, although Hitchcock himself is nowhere to be found] [1]
“Um, guys,” he says. “I think we better move the van.”
[The Birds, a detail] [2]
We moved the van.
[1] /boston/2006/05/27/birds.jpg
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