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JARED and SAM are sitting in the office silently looking out the window. The office is very large and has a full sitting area with two couches. JARED is intensely going over the papers in front of him. SAM is just looking out the window.
SAM ROGERS
How old are you?
JARED COHEN
43.
SAM ROGERS
Jesus...
JARED stops reading with a deeply aware look and just stares out the window as well.
JARED COHEN
This is a very... very bad dream.
SAM looks over at him directly.
SAM ROGERS
I don’t know, seems like we actually may
have just finally woken up.
SARAH ROBERTSON comes to the door. SAM sits up.
SARAH ROBERTSON
Hello.
JARED COHEN
Come in.
SAM ROGERS
How do we look?
Her look says it all.
SAM ROGERS (cont’d)
I should go.
SARAH ROBERTSON
No, you should stay.
JARED COHEN
So?
SARAH ROBERTSON
(dead calm delivery)
It’s all legit... the kid killed it. The
formula is worthless.
They all look at each other as if they have seen a ghost.
JARED COHEN
What do you mean?
SARAH ROBERTSON
It’s broken.
JARED COHEN
There are eight trillion dollars of paper
around the world relying on that
equation??
SARAH ROBERTSON
We were wrong.
JARED COHEN
You mean you were wrong.
SARAH ROBERTSON
Don’t even start.... This was discussed.
SAM ROGERS
I’m heading to the conference room.
SARAH ROBERTSON
No.
JARED COHEN
I’d like you to hear this.
SAM ROGERS
No... I don’t want to hear this.
SAM stares at them both.
SAM ROGERS (cont’d)
How do you think I’ve stuck around this
place so long.
He walks out of the room. SARAH and JARED look each other over.
JARED COHEN
I’ve called Tuld.
SARAH ROBERTSON
Is there a contingency plan here?
JARED COHEN
A contingency plan?
SARAH ROBERTSON
Yes.
JARED COHEN
We went all in on this one.
SARAH ROBERTSON
So we’ve got ourselves quite exposed
here... haven’t we?
JARED COHEN
To Tuld or the market?
SARAH ROBERTSON
Both.
They both stare at each other. Jared’s phone buzzes. He takes it out and his face says it all.
SARAH ROBERTSON (cont’d)
He’s here.
His face says yes. Sarah walks out. Jared stands up and straightens his tie in the reflection of the window. He exits.