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Lester pulls the Colonel inside. The Colonel moves stiffly and seems preoccupied, slightly disoriented.
LESTER
You want me to get Ricky? He's in
Jane's room.
The Colonel just stands there, looking at Lester.
LESTER (CONT'D)
You okay?
COLONEL
(his voice thick)
Where's your wife?
LESTER
Uh... I don't know. Probably out
fucking that dorky prince of real
estate asshole. And you know what?
I don't care.
The Colonel moves closer towards him.
COLONEL
Your wife is with another man and
you don't care?
LESTER
Nope, our marriage is just for
show. A commercial, for how normal
we are. When we are anything but.
He grins... and so does the Colonel.
LESTER (CONT'D)
You're shaking.
He places his hand on the Colonel's shoulder. The Colonel closes his eyes.
LESTER (CONT'D)
We really should get you out of
these clothes.
COLONEL
(a whisper)
Yes...
He opens his eyes and looks at Lester, his face filled with an anguished vulnerability we wouldn't have thought possible from him. His eyes are brimming with tears. Lester leans in, concerned.
LESTER
It's okay.
CONTINUED: (2)
COLONEL
(hoarse)
I...
LESTER
(softly)
Just tell me what you need.
The Colonel reaches up and places his hand on Lester's
LESTER (CONT'D)
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm sorry. You
got the wrong idea.
The Colonel stares at the floor, blinking, and then he turns and runs out the open garage door into the rainy night.