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1.)
(Theodore and Santi are on the roof of an old church.)
THEODORE: Why a place like this, Santi?
SANTI: Someone must. All this art only for the pigeons... and us.
2.)
(The vampires settle down to talk.)
THEODORE: I can appreciate craftsmanship. But why do we meet today, old chum?
SANTI: What are we doing here? What am I doing here?
3.)
THEODORE: Oh, well...
SANTI: I have some ideas...
4.)
(Back at The Stiletto House, Vitus bids the ghouls farewell, kissing Sanna's hand.)
SANNA: Hee hee!
5.)
(As Vitus leaves, Tabby holds up to exchange a few last words with him.)
VITUS: Thank you Tabby, sorry to pry.
TABBY: S’fine. Hey good luck findin’ that lil’ fella.
VITUS: Yeah...
6.)
(Outside The Stiletto House, Vitus looks at his cell phone.)
TXT MSG: DEMY: We need to talk. MBF bldg @ 2:15?
VITUS: Luck.
7.)
(Time passes in the city.)
8.)
(Vitus clutches his head in exasperation and rage. Demetri holds a cute little fox and seems depressed.)
DEMETRI: That’s it. We can only assume the worst.
VITUS: God damn it Demetri!
9.)
(Vitus looks very angry, and Demetri distracts himself by snuggling the fox.)
VITUS: That was the very least you could do, wasn’t it?
Tomasz keeping you too busy? Assuming you’ve seen him lately...
DEMETRI: Mad at me for doing a favor because it revealed a horrible truth?
VITUS: I’m just about finished. What do I owe you now?
10.)
(Close-up of cute little fox, yawning and stretching. Demetri and Vitus talk from off panel.)
DEMETRI: I expect nothing of anyone, Vitus. It’s the only way to appreciate people.
--But I am up a few by now, it’s true.
VITUS: Just tell me what you want this time.
11.)
(Demetri looks at the little fox on his chair while other animals scurry about the place, and Vitus impatiently longs to leave.)
DEMETRI: This time it is more difficult than wearing a cute bartender’s outfit.
In this battle against Theodore, stand with me until the end.
12.)
(Vitus is confused and grumpy, Demetri sly and depressed.)
VITUS: Why wouldn’t I?
DEMETRI: Just say you will.
VITUS: Of course. Yes, I will.
13.)
(An airplane descends over Harlan as day begins to creep in.)
ON-BOARD ANNOUNCEMENT: We are now arriving at Harlan International...
14.)
(Lucricia slouches in her seat, a leg up and her arms folded. She wears sunglasses and listens to music on her headphones.) |