EXTERIOR BRIDGE OVER POTOMAC RIVER - NIGHT CLOSE SHOT - Rummy is standing by the railing, staring morosely into the water. The snow is falling hard. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, he wheels around and wrestles an old man with wings into a headlock. OLD MAN: Ouch! Tut, tut. When will you learn that force doesn't solve everything? RUMMY: Who the dickens are you? OLD MAN: Clarence, Angel First Class. I've been sent down to help you. RUMMY, squinting: You're off your nut, you old fruitcake. You can't help me. I was a matinee idol in this town, a...