(The camera comes back to view as Lena storms out of the road. But, hesitantly, Ethan jerks open the car door and runs after her in the pouring rain.)

Ethan (panting): Lena - pl - ea - se, slow down.

(Lena turned her body to face him as they stood still in the rain. Ethan looked at her as if she was a puzzle piece in his memory. Trying to connect the dots. He reaches for her wrist and smells the Lemons and Rosemary. The scene takes a quick flashback to Ethan and the girl falling in his dream. The scene rapidly returns to Ethan and Lena on the street as Lena jerks herself out of his grip.)

Lena ( furiously): Are you crazy? Or just a terrible driver? (begins to back away)

Ethan (firmly): It's you.

Lena (ranting): What were you trying to do, kill me?

Ethan: You're real.

Lena: Yeah (sarcastically). A real corpse, almost. Thanks to you.

(Ethan starts pacing back and forth in the street while muttering to himself.)

Ethan: I'm not crazy. I thought I was, but I'm not. It's you. You're standing right in front of me.

Lena: Not for long

(Lena turns around and begins to walk down the road. Ethan jogged towards her.)

Ethan (defensively): You're the one who just appeared out of nowhere and ran out into the middle of the highway.

(A hearse came into view as Lena walked towards it, but Ethan froze in his tracks.)

Lena (defensively): Hello? I was looking for someone to help me, genius. My uncle's car died. You could have just driven by. You didn't have to try to run me down.

(Ethan resumes his declaiming conversation towards himself.)

Ethan: It was you in the dreams. And the song. The weird song on my iPod.

(Lena stops in her tracks and slowly turns around.)

Lena: What dreams? What song? Are you drunk, or is this some kind of joke?

(Lena tries to make herself seem intimidating as she attempts to interrogate Ethan with her questions. Ethan takes a step towards her as she looks up at him; begging for an answer.)

Ethan: (looks back and forth to make sure no one is coming.) I know it's you. You have the marks on your wrist.

(Lena looks down at her wrist and remembers the dream she had of Ethan that very morning. But, to trip him up, she shakes her head and begins to deny it.)

Lena: These? I have a dog. Get over it.

(Lena jerks her hood up and begins to walk in the other direction.)

Ethan (yells): Here's a hint. Next time, don't get out of your car in the middle of the road during a storm. Call 911.

(Lena continues to walk and shouts back.)

Lena: I wasn't about to call the police. I'm not even suppose to be driving. I only have a learner's permit. Anyway, my cell is dead.

(Ethan shakes his head looking slightly agitated.)

Ethan: Just let me give you a ride home. You shouldn't be out here.

(Lena's anger builds up and a crack of thunder sounds before she yells.)

Lena: No thanks. I'll wait for the next guy who almost runs me down.

(Lena continues to walk. But, Ethan realizes they are too far apart to shout. So he jogs up to her and attempts to block her path.)

Ethan: There isn't gonna be another guy. (Lena tries to walk past him by moving right, but Ethan blocks her.) It could be hours before anyone else comes by.

( Lena looks up at him and smiles.)

Lena: No problem. (arches her neck towards him.) I'll walk.

(Ethan tries to reason with Lena.)

Ethan: I can't let you walk home in this weather.

(Another crack of thunder comes from the sky as the wind blew off Lena's hood.)

Ethan: I'll drive like my grandma. Heck, I'll drive like your grandma.

Lena (shouts): (crack of thunder and lightning flashing.) You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.

(Ethan makes his way back to the car. Soaked to the bone and leaves Lena puzzled. He opens the passenger's seat and shouts again.)

Ethan: Come on.

Lena (shakes her head and shouts): What?

Ethan: The car. get in. with me.

(Lena rolls her eyes and walks towards the passenger's door.)

Lena: I guess it's safer than walking. With you on the road, anyway.