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Chantal?

Chantal?!

Siren wails in distance

I'll save you 400 pages.

She dies at the end.

# Obedear, the sky is low #

# Fluent seamen rig their rudders so they'll #

Dory, she's dead. They found a blouse in the woods

soaked in her own blood.

No, I know that.

But I saw her after the blouse was found.

So she's alive!

Dory, maybe it's possible you just saw someone

that really, really looked like her.

Yeah, like the time I thought that roller coaster operator

was Matt Damon.

I know how you feel, 'cause I felt so stupid.

That's not what this is, okay?

I know I saw her.

Now, you guys, you just have to believe me on this one.

I'm telling you the truth. -Okay, but don't you think it's kind of crazy

that the moment you become obsessed with this girl,

you just magically run into her?

I'm not obsessed. And I'm not crazy.

-I didn't say you were crazy, Dory. -Well, it was implied.

Okay, yeah, why don't we just use our inside voices? -Okay.

Dory, no one thinks you're crazy.

I think what El is just really trying to say is...

you saw her.

Okay, sure, sounds good.

You know what?

You don't have to believe me.

Fine. I mean, the only people who have to believe me are the police.

Dory, I just said I believe you.

I know what I saw.

I know what I saw. And you guys weren't there, so...

You know, you're absolutely right. I was not there.

I haven't been to Flushing since that guy on Craigslist

paid me to throw candy at him.

Mm. Flushing.

I thought that you said you were in Chinatown.

No, I said I was at a Chinese restaurant.

Yeah, Chinese restaurant, cool.

In Flushing.

In Flushing. In Flushing.

Thank you. Thank you, Elliott.

Ooh, in Flushing. Well, good to see everybody.

-Drew, where are you going? -Mm, where am I going, yeah.

Actually, I think I'm gonna go to Flushing.

Yeah, I hear Flushing's awesome this time of year,

so I'll probably be there.

-Can you just wait? -No.

See you guys.

Elliott, Julian lives in Flushing.

Oh, no.

Did they not pay?

-Drew? -What, Dory?

-What? Scoffs Are you... -What?

Are you mad at me or something?

I don't know.

I don't know about anything anymore.

Yesterday, you scream at me in the middle of the street

when I'm just trying to be nice,

and then you go hang out with your ex-boyfriend?

Okay, yes, I saw Julian. Cool.

Okay, but don't make a thing out of this. Nothing happened.

-You know I would never... -Then why lie?

-Why would you lie? -I didn't lie.

-I just didn't say it. -Oh.

Okay, I really feel like you're just trying

to find a reason to be mad at me.

-Can I ask you something? -Yeah.

Would you have ever yelled at Julian the way you yelled at me?

Oh.

I am sorry I yelled at you.

Cool. Well, it's not about the yelling. Okay?

Chuckles Scoffs

I got to go to work.

So I thought it would be, you know, pretty valuable information

to let you know that she's still alive.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

And when was the last time you saw her before last night?

Six years, which I know sounds like a long time,

but, you know, it doesn't feel that way with social media now.

Okay. Well, thanks for coming in.

Okay. I mean, is that it? What happens now?

Oh, we wait and hope for the best.

Wait and hope?

We'll do the best we can.

But she's an adult, and if what you say is true,

I'm sure she's aware people are looking for her

-and she'll come home. -But she needs help.

And if she calls me, I'll be happy to help her.

Okay.

Well, I guess, uh...

I'll just let you get back to shooting black teens,

'cause that's obviously all you do.

Whoa! What the hell did you just say to me?! I'm sorry.

Sorry, I realize that that was a very big thing to say,

and I-I didn't mean it.

You obviously just work behind a desk.

You know what? Get the fuck out of my office.

Okay, sorry. Sorry.

Water runs

Sighs, clears throat

Toilet flushes Damn it.

Sniffles

Sniffles

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah.

Police are useless.

I feel like I spent the last hour talking to a wall.

Water runs

I mean, it's like, how many people come in here

and tell you they actually saw their missing friend?

They didn't even care.

Wait. I'm sorry -- Who's your missing friend?

Um, Chantal Witherbottom.

Are you kidding me?

I saw her too.

Gasps

She was gone.

I mean, I looked in every direction,

and I yelled for her, and nothing.

So if you saw her at 10:30,

that must have been, like, right after I saw her.

Yeah.

How do you, uh, know Chantal?

Oh, through family matters.

Yeah, she was always there for me.

God...

I'm so happy that I bumped into you.

And, you know, 'cause...

I -- I was starting to doubt myself there.

Dory... it's called fate.

Chuckles

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

The fire had blocked all the exits on our floor,

and the snack room was engulfed in flames.

Now, I had two options --

wet my shirt with my chai latte, which I was enjoying,

and use it as a damp mask to breathe through,

or run to the elevators and wait for it to arrive.

Well, considering that I'm standing here before you today,

which one do you think I chose?

Laughter

Hey, intern, put the phone away.

Okay, let's talk fire extinguishers.

By a show of hands, how many of you think

there are two fire extinguishers on this floor?

How many of you think there are three?

I think there's three.

You're all wrong. There are seven.

Whoa.

Okay, now we'll talk about axes for a while.

The blood spatter is typical, Lieutenant.

Camera shutter clicks But...

the interesting thing here is...

well, come see for yourself.

I'm assuming that's not paint.

Chuckles No, ma'am.

That red there, that is blood.

They say a great artist is willing to die for her work.

The question is, is she willing to die for someone else's?

And cut. Bell rings

That was so good.

-You're so good. -Good job, everyone.

Let's just do one more from the top.

British accent Oh, bloody hell. Do we have to? I think we've got it.

There was a boom shadow, so, yeah, we got to do another one.

Scoffs Can't we just fix it in post like we do with Elena's arm fat?

Sorry, so should I...

Um, I'm sorry...

Indistinct talking

-You're such a good writer. -Oh, thanks.

Was that sort of what you were looking for when you wrote it?

Yeah. You make my job easy.

Really?

Okay. Thank you. Chuckles

Hey, can I ask you kind of like a writery question?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Okay. Hypothetical.

If there was a missing girl and the police,

like, found her blouse and it had blood on it,

would you, being an accomplished crime writer,

assume that that means that she's dead?

I mean, are we talking about a good show?

About real life?

Then, yeah, I'd say she's probably dead.

Gasps

That's what I've been thinking the whole time.

Pop music playing softly, bell rings

Hi. Excuse me, do you have these in a sma--

Oh, my God. Mark, this is insane.

I had no idea you were working today.

Why wouldn't I be? Laughs

You're hilarious.

Um, here, walk with me while I try these one.

-How was your weekend, by the way? -Oh, so lovely.