Better Call Saul

EXT. NEW MEXICAN DESERT - DAY

Flat scrubland and dust. The Sandias crouch in the distance. Quiet. We're out past the eastern outskirts of Albuquerque, in the valleys that stretch away to Colorado and Kansas.

In the distance, a TRAIN races toward edge of frame.

CLOSER: it WHOOSHES past us.

Now the train carries us along with it, through...

A SERIES OF WESTERN BEAUTY SHOTS --

-- The desert unspools alongside the rails.

-- Roads cut long black arroyos to the horizon.

-- Wide-sky country giving way to the dots of houses, warehouses, suburbs.

We're approaching Albuquerque, rolling closer and closer to town. It's our version of the opening of "Bad Day at Black Rock", announcing:

Someone's coming.