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MICHAEL lets JULIA out, and is watching her safely to her door from the car.
JULIA
Good night, Dad.
MICHAEL suddenly gets out himself.
MICHAEL
Julia, wait. I want to ask you a
favour.
JULIA
What favour?
MICHAEL
I want to take you on a trip. I
want to show you something.
JULIA
When?
MICHAEL
Tomorrow, maybe. Can I pick you up
in the car?
JULIA doesn’t need to say anything.
MICHAEL
At ten, say.
JULIA smiles.
MICHAEL
Then good.
MICHAEL hugs her, his heart aching with love. JULIA goes in to her place. MICHAEL is left standing still in the plaza outside, not moving. Underneath the sound of what follows, thirty years previously.