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1.)
(Lucricia rides in a taxi, talking on her cell phone.)
LUCRICIA: The servants say Tomasz isn’t home. Where is he?
VOICE ON PHONE: Uhhh.
LUCRICIA: Fran, why don’t I go there and you can explain.
2.)
(Francesca at her apartment, looks a bit panicked.)
FRANCESCA: Wh-here?! Oh... Like, now?
LUCRICIA: (over phone) Yes, why not? Or you could just tell me where Tomasz is...
FRANCESCA: Oh no no, sure! Come on over!
3.)
(Lucricia gets out of the taxi at Francesca's apartment.)
4.)
(Francesca is doing her hair. Her expression is frantic.)
DOORBELL: Ding!
FRANCESCA: Just a moment...!
5.)
(Francesca greets Lucricia at the door, trying to strike an alluring pose, though her face belies the tension of a poorly kept secret.
She is wearing poorly applied makeup, has her hair sloppily pushed to the side, and is squeezed into an excessively revealing
dress. Her bosom aggressively demands attention.)
FRANCESCA: Lucricia! L-long time no see, huh?
6.)
(Lucricia shows her indifference to the sexy display with cranky folded arms.)
LUCRICIA: Uh huh. Where’s Tomasz?
7.)
(Francesca makes a highly suspicious "innocent" face.)
FRANCESCA: Uhhhh!! Hey wanna come inside and... whatever?
8.)
(Francesca vamps, increasing Lucricia's ire.)
FRANCESCA: We can talk all about it, maybe watch a movie or...
LUCRICIA: What is this!?
9.)
(Francesca is doe eyed and arching her back to emphasize the breasts,
a finger near her lips in faux quizzical expression. Lucricia is cranky.)
FRANCESCA: What is what? Is there something? I didn’t notice...
10.)
(Lucricia makes the "Are you fucking kidding me?" face.)
11.)
(Lucricia reconsiders her approach.)
12.)
(Lucricia and Francesca look pleasant and amorous.)
LUCRICIA: OK. Fine.
13.)
(Later, Lucricia strolls out of the bedroom, leaving sexed out, senseless Francesca in her wake. Lucricia is in her boxers and tank top,
with lipstick smeared on her face and Francesca's bra over her shoulder like a boxing prize belt. She whistles innocently.)
LUCRICIA: Sooo what's in here?
14.)
(Harlan at night.)
15.)
(Sleepy Town hotel, where Jack and the kids were staying.)
16.)
(Vitus solemnly addresses saddened and frustrated Darren, Allison, and Tristan.)
VITUS: Demetri says there’s no hope... --but listen...
17.)
(Vitus has a determined look.)
VITUS: I’m on it, hope or not.
18.)
(Darren has a curmudgeonly expression of defeat, and the others look mildly perturbed.)
DARREN: Well... nothin’ we can do huh?
ALLISON and TRISTAN: ...
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