Episode #15: The Unexpected Victor
The first scene opens in Ryan and Marissa's bathroom. He is in the shower finishing up while Marissa is brushing her teeth and hair and washing her face before bed. She is in a pair of his boxers and a loose tank top. It is late night Monday evening and the two are about to go to sleep when they finish. As they finish what they are doing, they talk back and forth.
Marissa: So, we didn't get to talk earlier because Seth and Summer were with us all evening, but how did your first day at work go? You know, we are going to have to tell them soon, I mean, we're supposed to move back to Newport next week, and that's definitely not happening.
Ryan: I know, but I actually have a plan about that.
Marissa: A plan?
Ryan: Yeah, I was trying to think of a place or time when we could tell them without running the risk of bodily injury; you know someplace public where Summer would never consider revealing her rage blackouts to the world.
Marissa: The party?
Ryan: You know me too well.
Marissa: Are we going to tell your parents there, too?
Ryan: Yeah.
Marissa: (She drops her hair brush and looks up in the mirror in a slight panic.) Oh sht!
Ryan: What?
Marissa: With everything that happened last weekend up in Newport between Caitlyn and the news about Julie, I completely forget to even invite them to the party.
Ryan: It's no problem. We'll call them tomorrow.
Marissa: But what if they already have plans?
Ryan: (He steps out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.) Are you kidding me, they would cancel on anyone to be there for you. (He kisses her cheek before walking into their bedroom to grab some clothes and get dressed for bed. She goes back to brushing her hair.)
Marissa: I'm going to invite Caleb, too, if you don't mind, I mean, he was the reason that the network even considered looking at me in the first place.
Ryan: (Yells in from the bedroom.) Yeah, that's fine.
Marissa: Soooo, tell me, how was your first day?
Ryan: Well, you know…. (He walks back in with a pair of boxers on and that's it with a sly grin on his face, but she can't see him because her head is sideways and facing the wall with her hair falling into her face as she brushes it.) it was work, nothing interesting. (She snaps her head up and flips her hair out of her face, but it doesn't work well and she ends up with some in her mouth which she instantly tries to push aside. Ryan laughs not only at tricking her but at her predicament. He goes to her and helps her fix her hair, taking the brush out of her hand while he does it.) I think you've used this enough. (He sets it down on the counter and takes her in his arms, wrapping them around her waist and holding her tight.) Work was good. I got an office, (She quirks her eyebrows at him.) but it could very possibly be even smaller than yours.
Marissa: Well, it's a good thing then that we're more talented in cramped spaces than Seth and Summer give us credit for. (She winks at him and he smiles.)
Ryan: So does that mean….
Marissa: You'll just have to wait and be patient. You have all summer to find out. You'll just have to remain in suspense.
Ryan: Marissa, that's not fair. I'm not going to be able to concentrate now when I'm there until I know, and the only way to do that is to experiment….a lot! (She laughs at him.)
Marissa: So, how's this casino project you told me you'd be working on?
Ryan: Enormous, but it looks like we might get to spend a weekend there on company funds. I'll have to go and check out the site in a couple of weeks, and I'll be gone all weekend and I heard that guests are allowed.
Marissa: It's a date. (She pecks him on the lips and then turns around to the sink.) Now, I have to brush my teeth, so if you'd kindly step aside sir, the sooner I get this done, the sooner we can go to bed. (He laughs softly at her and stands beside her and they brush their teeth together. When they finish, he turns off the light and leads her by the hand into their bedroom. They get into bed at the same time, turn off the lights, and she lays in his arms as they continue to talk. There is a moment of silence though as they are both lost in thought. Finally, Marissa breaks it.)
Marissa: You know, it's amazing how much my life has changed since I met you. (He looks deeply into her eyes as he caresses her face softly with the back of his hands.)
Ryan: You don't regret any of it, do you? (She smiles and kisses him softly before leaning into his body and resting her head in the crook of his neck.)
Marissa: Not a thing, and I never will.
Ryan: (He pulls her even closer to him.) Good. (There is a moment of silence again. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Ryan laughs softly to himself.)
Marissa: What?
Ryan: Nothing, I was just thinking about the party this weekend. I have a feeling, that despite the fact that it's not in Newport, it's still going to be crazy!
Marissa: Oooohhhh, you mean there will probably be secrets revealed, fist fights, and scandals?
Ryan: Oh yeah. (They both laugh together this time.)
Marissa: Well, at least we know it won't be with us. (She leans up and kisses him one last time before settling back against him and closing her eyes.) Goodnight.
Ryan: Night. Love you.
Marissa: Love you, too. (The camera pulls away from them and goes to black as the scene ends.)
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As the second scene picks up, it is Tuesday morning. Seth is sitting all by himself at the dining room table, fork in one hand, knife in the other. He has a napkin tucked into the collar of his shirt and a plate sitting in front of him, but there is no food yet in site. No else is around but he just sits patiently and waits. After a moment, Marissa emerges from the kitchen with a giant stack of pancakes on a serving plate and places it down on the table in the middle. Seth dives for them and takes a good half dozen. Marissa laughs before speaking to him, and despite the fact that she hasn't brought in any butter or syrup, he is already eating one.
Marissa: Seth, I have to grab the other stuff, so could you stop stuffing your face for five minutes and go and get Summer and Ryan and let them know that breakfast is ready? Thanks. (Without even letting him answer, she goes back in the kitchen.)
Seth: (Without leaving his eat or slowing down his consumption of the flapjacks, he yells for the others from his seat.) Summer, Ryan, food! (The camera switches to Marissa, who is still in the kitchen, and she hears him and immediately gets annoyed. Yelling through the door, her arms piling up with things to take to the table, she chastises him.)
Marissa: Seth! I could have done that myself. I hope there's no one else who lives in this building with the name Summer or Ryan, because they'll be coming up, too, because everyone and their freaking brother could have heard that bellow!
Seth: You never specified how to get them to the table.
Marissa: (She enters the room.) Ah, yeah, I did. I said to go and get them, but obviously you just heard what you wanted to hear. (She is having difficultly taking everything out of her overloaded arms to put on the table. Ryan enters the room and immediately rushes to her side, helping her.)
Ryan: God Seth, couldn't you stop eating for a minute to help her. You know, she doesn't have to make you food, and then she does, and you still don't appreciate her.
Seth: I appreciate her, and besides I've always heard the best compliment to a chef is a clean plate.
Ryan: We know you like her food, that's quite obvious, (He motions to Seth who discarded the fork and knife earlier and is just shoving the pancakes into his mouth.) but you can help her when she's carrying things into the room. (Summer enters the room and sits down, taking a few pancakes from the serving plate and preparing them. Ryan and Marissa just watch her in silence as she doesn't say a word and begins to eat almost as quickly as Seth.) What is with these two?
Marissa: Sum?
Summer: (Her mouth is full of food while she talks.) What?
Marissa: Uh, what are you doing?
Summer: Eating.
Ryan: Yeah, we can see that, but you're eating like Seth.
Summer: If you can't beat them, join them! If I don't eat as quickly as I can like this oinker that's sitting beside me, I won't get any. (Ryan and Marissa consider this for a moment and then shake their shoulder giving up and giving in, agreeing with her logic. They sit down and each begin to prepare their breakfast.)
Ryan: So, when are you going to call home?
Marissa: As soon as we're done eating, why?
Ryan: Well, I figured that both Sandy and Kirsten are already at work, so you'll have to call them each separately.
Summer: (Through a full mouth of food.) Call for what?
Marissa: To invite them to the party Friday night.
Summer: (She drops her fork and stops eating immediately.) Sht!
Ryan: What?
Summer: I haven't told my Dad about that yet.
Marissa: So, you'll call when we call. (She looks over at Seth who is oblivious to their conversation.) Seth can all someone, too. If we each take a person, Summer you might as well take your Dad, Seth can take Sandy, Ryan can call Kirsten, and I'll call Caleb, that way it will save us time.
Summer: Caleb?
Marissa: Yeah, I thought it would be nice to invite him, especially since he got my name in the door.
Summer: Oh, okay, whatever, not really important to me, but….
Ryan: This can't be good. (Summer smirks at him before turning back to Marissa.)
Summer: What are we wearing, Coop? I mean, this is your first Hollywood party, you have to look good.
Marissa: I just thought I'd borrow another dress from you if that was okay.
Summer: I mean, you could, but why don't you treat yourself, buy a new one?
Marissa: Can't.
Summer: Why not?
Marissa: You know why. I need the money for more important, less frivolous things.
Summer: Are you always this boring and by the book?
Ryan: Oh trust me, she's not boring!
Summer; Yeah, eating here and way too early in the morning to be hearing stuff like that! (Ryan and Marissa both laugh.)
Seth: I'm not going this time. One shopping trip with you guys was enough to last me a lifetime.
Summer: Like you would be invited! I learned my lesson the last time, and it's not as if you actually did any shopping anyway! (She turns back to Marissa.) But, I thought we could go this afternoon after work and Branning could come with us. Oh, and why don't you invite your sister down. I know you invited her to the party, so she can look for a new dress, too.
Marissa: (She smiles.) That's a great idea; I'll call her from work.
Summer: So, Chino, what are you and Seth doing today? (Marissa and Ryan exchanges glances briefly before he answers.)
Ryan: Actually, I have stuff to do. Seth's on his own again. Actually he'll be on his own all week.
Seth: What? What am I supposed to do by myself?
Ryan: I don't know. Play video games, go to the arcade, skate, work on the comic, read…
Seth: I have been meaning to start The Brothers' Cave.
Marissa: I don't know that book. Who is it by?
Seth: Not sure, but it's Ben Gibbard's favorite book, and since I love everything that has to do with him, I have to read the book.
Summer: Who the hell is Bed Gibbard?
Marissa: Front man of Deathcab.
Ryan: Dude, that's sad.
Summer: Seriously, Cohen! What the hell, do you have a freaking man crush on him! (Marissa and Ryan start to laugh instantly.)
Marissa: Man crush? What the hell is that?
Summer: You know, it's when a straight guy crushes on another, he like worships him and is obsessed, not in a sexual way but in a creepy stalker way.
Ryan: Ah, good to know. Guess you really do learn something new everyday, but that was something I never really wanted to know about.
Seth: (He is getting exasperated with the other three.) I do not have a man crush! I'm just a fan!
Summer: Cohen, please, you have a picture of that guy, true I didn't know his name, but I knew he was a part of Deathcab, on your cell phone for your wallpaper.
Ryan: Man, that is just creepy!
Seth: Fine, I won't read the book! So, now what am I supposed to do?
Marissa: You could always do a little cleaning around here.
Seth: Do you want the vacuum to explode or for the dishwasher to fall apart?
Marissa: Good point.
Summer: Your soaps are on today.
Seth: (He becomes excited and smiles.) I know!
Ryan: You just said that out loud.
Seth: Damn it!
Marissa: New CD's come out today.
Seth: Aww…yes, and I should buy some.
Marissa: Then I can burn them.
Seth: You know, I don't get this relationship. I buy all the CD's and then you get them for free.
Ryan: She doesn't have a trust fund.
Seth: True.
Summer: So Cohen, is that enough to keep you busy for today. We'll brain storm tomorrow morning for other ideas for you.
Seth: I should be good, and if not, I'll call Ryan on his cell phone and talk to him.
Ryan: I'll screen.
Seth: Has it stopped me before?
Ryan: No.
Marissa: (Knowing that Ryan cannot be disturbed because of work, she tries to help him out.) Seth, if you get desperate, leave Ryan alone today and call me. I can talk to you while I write.
Seth: Are you actually asking for Seth/Marissa time?
Marissa: No, I just feel sorry for Ryan and thought he deserved a break from you harassing him.
Seth: By the way man, what are you…. (Marissa knows where the question is going so she stands up and interrupts him as if she didn't even hear that he was talking.)
Marissa: Come on, I'm done here. Why don't we go and call the parents? (Ryan jumps up right after her and follows her out of the room as does Summer, but Seth remains sitting there with a puzzled look on his face as if he is starting to suspect that Ryan and Marissa were up to something. Shrugging it off and forgetting about it, he leaves the room and follows them out to make the phone calls. The camera shifts away from them and goes under the pier where Trey is standing there back to the camera smoking a cigarette. As someone approaches him, he still does not turn around until he hears that they are right behind him. Finally he turns around, takes one last drag off his cigarette, and then flicks it aside without a second look.)
Trey: You're late.
Dan: So what? It's not as if you have anything better to do. You don't have a job.
Trey: I might not have a job, but that does not mean that I don't have things to do, that we don't have things to do. Where were you by the way?
Dan: None of your goddamned business, that's where. I'm still your Dad if you haven't forgotten….
Trey: Shut up. We don't have time for this. Look, if you've been drinking, whatever, but that's all you're having this week. I need you lucid. It's time.
Dan: It is?
Trey: It's all going down at this party in Hollywood for the show the btch works on. Lots of people, chaos, confusion, no one will see it coming or suspect a thing.
Dan: And how are you getting into a fancy party like that?
Trey: Simple, her sister. You know, I knew it was a good idea to rope her into this in the first place. She has served many purposes, but this one has to be the thing I'll always remember her fondly for.
Dan: What about the sex?
Trey: Uhn, it could have been better, definitely unresponsive, just kind of laid there, but, hey, that's what you get when the chick is a virgin.
Dan: Or was. (Both guys snicker.)
Trey: So, do you remember everything from the original plan? Do you know what you're supposed to do?
Dan: I've been waiting for this since I found out that arrogant son of a btch hit the big time. Just who the hell does he think he is, living in Newport, going to college,…
Trey: Getting out, escaping?
Dan: What the hell is wrong with you?
Trey: Nothing. Come on, get out of here. I have some thinking to do.
Dan: There's no way I'm going to let him enjoy the good life if I never got to, especially after I rotted away in that jail cell for so many years! I can't believe you! He got the life, the future, the cash, the girl and you went to jail. You have nothing and will always be a nothing, and you're having second thoughts! (Trey whirls around to face him anger raging in his eyes as he raises his fist to Dan's face ready to hit him. Dan's voice is eerily calm and quiet.) Do that, and you're a dead man. (Trey puts his fist down but the wrath still rages within him. Dan sees this and chuckles.) You know, you'll always been such a hot head. All I have to do is say just the right thing and you blow your top. (He smacks his face twice successively with just the right amount of force in it as he talks in a mocking tone.) Good boy. Now, give me some money. I'm broke. (He holds his hand out. Trey just scoffs and turns away.)
Trey: I don't have anything. Remember, I quit my job. Until you know what happens, we're flat broke. (Dan turns his back to Trey and starts to walk away as he talks to himself loud enough for Trey to hear what he says.)
Dan: You're never broke as long as you have a sky mask and a gun. (With that he disappears. Trey turns back to watch the water and lights another cigarette, smoking it slowly as the camera fades back and leaves him. It goes to Marissa's office where she is working and listening to music. The song should be "Anatole" by Hotel Lights. Cracking her fingers and stretching her arms over her head, she looks over to the clock and sees that it is lunch time. Picking up the phone, she leans back in her chair and relaxes as she waits for the person to answer. The camera goes to Caitlyn who is sitting outside of the school, laying on a blanket engrossed in a book while she listlessly eats her lunch. Without breaking eye contact wit the page, she reaches into her purse and takes her phone out, flipping it open and talking without looking to see who is calling her. The camera switches back and forth between the two sisters as they share their brief conversation.)
Caitlyn: Yeah?
Marissa: (She laughs.) Is that how you greet everyone or am I just special?
Caitlyn: (She sits up quickly, forgetting about her book and spilling her bottle of water.) Marissa? What, no, sht! (Marissa laughs again.) Sorry, I split my water when I jumped up. What do you want…I mean, it's good to hear from you, but, everything's alright, right?
Marissa: (She is still laughing and having to hold it back as she talks.) Yes, everything's fine. I was actually just calling to see if you'd like to go dress shopping with us today, well, actually, Summer will be dress shopping with Branning and I'll be tagging along just to spend time with them, but I'm sure…Jane would let you buy a new dress.
Caitlyn: You, too!
Marissa: No, that's fine. I just borrow Summer's dresses. I'm not throwing my money away on new clothes. I need it for rent, school, and the future.
Caitlyn: (Her voice is suspicious.) What's in the future?
Marissa: (Her voice shows a slight amount of panic, but she covers nicely.) You tell me, because I don't know. I just want to make sure I have a little money set aside in case of an emergency, like my car breaking down or if I got really sick.
Caitlyn: Makes sense. You were always the practical one, but sure, I'd love to come with the three of you, spend some time with you. I missed you, us.
Marissa: Me, too Caity, and I hope you understand….
Caitlyn: No need to explain. Sometimes I wish I had your courage to leave, too, but I don't…yet.
Marissa: Well, anytime you need anything, just let me know. We don't have a spare room but the couch is comfortable or we could pick up an air mattress for you.
Caitlyn: Thanks. (There is a small moment of silence as both sister thinks to themselves. Caitlyn breaks it will a little laugh before she speaks.) So, I've seen Summer at a distance at her engagement party and during the speech she seemed pretty funny.
Marissa: She is. I think you'll like her.
Caitlyn: So then, who's this Branning guy?
Marissa: He's a friend of ours from work.
Caitlyn: (Her voice perks up.) Ooohhh, is he a hunky actor from the show?
Marissa: (She laughs.) No, he works beside the scenes and he's gay.
Caitlyn: (She sounds disappointed.) Oh.
Marissa: (She laughs again.) Aren't you supposed to have a boyfriend? What would he say about this?
Caitlyn: Nothing.
Marissa: (Her voice shows her confusion as her brow wrinkles up.) What?
Caitlyn: Let's just say that he's distant…and that's how I want him to be for now, at least until you and Ryan meet him this weekend and give me your opinions. Sometimes he's the greatest guy you could ever meet, and then bam, he turns into this giant ass that I can't stand to be around!
Marissa: Dr. Jekle/Mr. Hyde type of personality?
Caitlyn: Worse.
Marissa: Ouch.
Caitlyn: So, what are you up to right now?
Marissa: I'm at work.
Caitlyn: Oh, I'm so sorry!
Marissa: (She laughs.) Caitlyn, I called you, but it wouldn't have mattered anyway. I can talk on the phone if I want. We have pretty lax rules around here. You're at lunch right?
Caitlyn: Yeah.
Marissa: So, why don't you plan on meeting us around four? Where, I'm not sure yet. I'll talk to Summer and then call and leave a voicemail for you.
Caitlyn: Sounds good, and Marissa?
Marissa: What?
Caitlyn: Thank you.
Marissa: Thank you, Caity. (There is a slight hesitation in her voice, but she continues after a moment.) I love you.
Caitlyn: I love you, too. (She starts to get emotional, so she speaks quickly before hanging up.) Bell just rang, bye. (She puts her phone down and just lays down on her blanket, closing her eyes, and smiling to herself as the sun beats down on her and her lunch and book are completely forgotten.)
Marissa: (She speaks as she hears the dial tone, laughing to herself.) Bye. (She turns back to her music and turns it up slightly, going back to work, and smiling the entire time. The camera blacks out and picks up again later that afternoon. Summer, Marissa, Caitlyn, and Branning are all standing together walking down the sidewalk looking for what store they should go into first.)
Marissa: Okay, not to be the practical one and rain on your parade you guys, but it's already almost 4:30 and the shops all close at 9:00 because it's a weekday, and knowing how long it takes you to find a dress, Summer, don't you think we should just pick a place and start?
Summer: Excuse me?
Branning: Ugh, don't you know anything!
Summer: Shopping is an art, a craft, something that takes time to create….like a good cup of coffee!
Caitlyn: (Summer and Branning walk ahead talking animatedly to each other while Marissa and Caitlyn lag behind. Caitlyn whispers to Marissa.) Are they always like that?
Marissa: (She laughs.) Oh yeah, but this is nothing. Trust me, just wait until the actual shopping starts. (Branning and Summer stop in their tracks and turn around and go back to collect the slow Cooper girls. Branning locks arms with Marissa while Summer takes Caitlyn and they lead them away.)
Branning: Now, as an executive decision, Summer and I have decided to do this the smart way. We're, unfortunately, going to skip the small shops and just hit Nordstrom's. With a big selection, surely this little diva will be able to find something. (He reaches over and ruffles Summer's hair, causing her to hit his hand away and flip out at him.)
Summer: What the hell are you doing? Do you even know how long it takes me to do my hair everyday! Not all of us can roll out of bed and not brush our hair and say that it's the messy look! If I did that, I'd give four year olds with perfectly healthy hearts, a coronary when they saw me walking down the street! (Branning laughs, but they reached the store, so he opens the door and lets the girls all enter before him.) I'm sorry Summer. Now, take a deep breath, take in the aroma of new clothes, makeup, perfume, and lead us to your sanctuary! (She listens to what he says, takes a deep breath, and then leads them away. As they walk, music starts to play. The song should be Feist's "Mushaboom". As the four friends go through the giant store to find the right department, they laugh and smile together at what they have to say, but the music dominates the scene and their comments and laughter cannot be heard while their facial expressions are still seen. When the reach the department, the music fades away and is only heard in the background and their voices are once again heard.) So, why don't we split up? Summer and I are the real shoppers here, so we don't need your two slow asses, no matter how adorable they might be, to hurt our progress, so we'll go off and you two can go and spend quality time together….you know, sisterly bonding and whatever. Marissa and Caitlyn look at each other slightly confused, but shrug their shoulders and walk off. As they leave, Marissa turns around and yells over her shoulder.)
Marissa: When you're done, call my cell. I'm sure we'll be bored stiff and waiting, so put it on speed dial! (With that, they disappear and Summer and Branning wait until they know the coast is clear and turn to each other.)
Branning: Okay, so you already have your dress right?
Summer: Are you kidding me! I've had this dress picked out for weeks just incase the show would get picked up and we'd have a party. This is just an excuse to get Marissa one. Do you know that she actually said she would just borrow another one of mine? What is wrong with that girl?
Branning: (He laughs and gets a dreamy look on his face.) I just think she prefers to not have clothes on, so she doesn't really care what she wears, because she knows no matter what, it will end up on the floor, and can you blame her? I mean, Ryan….dmn that boy is fine!
Summer: (She walks off and waves for him to follow.) Keep dreaming! Never going to happen! (She laughs to herself as Branning follows with a dreamy look still on his face as his thoughts continue to drift to Ryan. As the camera leaves them, it goes to Ryan who is sitting in his tiny office working on some drafts. Jeff walks in and Ryan doesn't even notice him at first because he's so consumed with what he is doing. Finally, Jeff clears his throat to get his attention and Ryan looks up.)
Ryan: Oh, I'm sorry. I never even heard you come in.
Jeff: (He laughs to himself and speaks sarcastically.) Really, I hadn't noticed? So, why are you killing yourself working so hard?
Ryan: (He turns a slight shade of pink.) I um….. I just…..
Jeff: (He laughs heartily and sits down in front of his desk.) Well, about that, I have some bad news. (Ryan's head shoots up and he has a worried look on his face.) Calm down, it's just that I need you to finish that project tonight for me, because the client called up and requested it be ready for tomorrow instead of next week. I'd do it myself, but the wife has….
Ryan: Hey, it's okay, I understand, trust me, and we didn't have plans. (Jeff looks at him like he doesn't believe what he said.) Honestly, we didn't.
Jeff: But by your reaction earlier….
Ryan: We just enjoy spending time together, at home, doing nothing. (He is fully embarrassed which makes his boss laugh harder.) But this is good for me, the overtime. It means more spending money I'll have this year.
Jeff: You mean more money to spend on Marissa?
Ryan: (He smiles cheekily.) Oh yeah, but I benefit because of the gifts, too.
Jeff: (He gets up and walks out of the office.) I bet you do! Thanks for doing this Ryan. (He knocks his hand against the door jam before walking off and leaving Ryan behind embarrassed as he chuckles softly to himself as he closes the door. Ryan goes back to work after sighing loudly to himself as a scowl takes over his brow. The camera leaves him and goes to Seth who is in a jewelry store wandering aimlessly around. "Song with a Mission" by The Sounds is playing in the background. Slowly, he gives up, shoulders slumped dejected, and picks up his cell phone. Dialing quickly, he paces nervously around the store as the employees watch him nervously. Once the person picks up, he starts talking rapidly.)
Seth: Okay, so I did what you said and we went on a trip last weekend, but I still want to show her how much she means to me, and she has this big thing this weekend, and I need to prove to her just how much I love her, so I was thinking jewelry, but what would she like. You helped me with the engagement ring, and now with this, I don't know. If I don't get something as big as the ring, will she be disappointed? What stone should I get? Should it be a ring, a necklace, a bracelet, earrings? What! (He finally shuts up and lets the person talk. Finally he starts to breathe again as they talk to him, but what they tell him remains a secret. Hanging up the phone with the smile on his face, he walks up to one of the employees and speaks to them.) I'm looking for a…. (The camera fades away from him and the scene comes to an end.)
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