A large villa in a very affluent area. View from inside the house out the open front door as a middle aged man in very ostensible clothing is seen sending a boy out to a luxury car waiting on the street. A phone on a table in the foreground rings and the man walks up to it and picks it up, obscuring the view of the door. There is the sound of a phone hanging up and then a dial tone. The man puts the receiver down, irritated. He turns to look out the still open door. Just then, the car is catapulted violently into the air by an explosion, spinning wildly and shedding parts all over.
View from the street up to the house. The man runs out to the smoldering, twisted wreckage of the car, screaming in agony. There is noone in the car. Quick pan the the left as the boy from before comes running to the man with a frightened expression and silently hands him a mobile phone. The mobile phone rings and the man answers it.
Closeup on the man, with the house in the background, out of focus.
A woman's voice on the phone: "Repeat after me. I will stop dealing with drugs."
The man, hesitantly: "I will stop dealing with drugs."
Phone voice: "I will start a new life."
Man: "I will start a new life."
Phone voice: "I will obey the law."
Man: "I will obey the law."
Phone voice: "I am aware the next time my son won't be removed first."
Man (afraid): "I'm... I'm aware the next time my son won't be removed first."
Phone voice: "Good."
The call is disconnected. Pan out a bit. A tree in the garden of the house suddenly explodes in a fireball, causing the man to stagger back in surprise. A fraction of a moment later the house itself explodes, rapidly followed by the garage, and the dog house.
Pan out and up to show the man standing in the street, holding the boy as fragments of the burning buildings rain down.
A dog runs up to the man from the same direction that the boy came from.
Fade to black.
Title sequence.