The Treatment: A Life-saving Sacrifice

A bike shop sits on a steep street with a brand new blue bike in the window. Inside a boy empties his wallet buying the new blue bike and sits on the leather seat while gripping the handles.

At the top of the hill a women closes her car door after giving her toddler son a kiss on the forehead. She closes the car door and crosses the street to a friend. (Exterior) The two women talk and laugh. (Interior) The son laughs and sits on the emergency break. The car rolls backwards.

The boy on the new blue bike looks both ways before riding across the street. Almost across, a car whizzes buy almost hitting him and his new blue bike. He looks up the street.

A women runs down the street yelling after her son and car as they barrel down the hill.

The boy turns his bike down the steep hill and rides after the run-away car. Gaining on the car the boy is cut off at an intersection by a truck that also turns down the street. The bike and the boy soar through the air  landing in the bed of the truck; riding up two wooden planks like a ramp.

The blue bike lands next to the run-away car with a panicking boy atop, as he questions his own sanity at this point in time. He pulls at the door handle.

Looking up the boy sees the end of the street, a cul-de-sac, less than half a mile away.

Now in tears out of fear for his and the infants life, the boy breaks the lock on the door. The door flies open, he jumps in the passenger seat, the door hits his bike knocking it out of sight. Then the car hits a bump and bounces.

Forgetting everything, the boy looks back out of the rear window, only to see a bent tire and the remnants of a new blue bike frame. He begins to cry, oblivious to the danger ahead.

The baby screams, the boy hears the baby for the first time and instantly realizes the severity of the situation again, seeing the dead end rapidly approaching. The boy pulls on the emergency break, stopping the car just in time.

A week later the boy speaks in front of the city as he is honored for his valor. The crowd applauds while he answers questions for the press. The mayor gives a speech commemorating the boy. Everyone leaves.

The boy walks home, his fake smile fades. An image of the new blue bike in the window appears. Looking at the boy again, one tear runs down his cheek has he mutters under his breathe, "I wish I had my new blue bike, I really hate walking".