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Chas, Ari and Uzi stand on the sidewalk, looking up at the building. The street is deserted. The tape recorder has been turned off. The lantern is still blinking.
Chas turns off the lantern and presses stop on his stopwatch.
CHAS
Four minutes and forty-eight seconds.
We’re all dead. Burned to a crisp.
Chas shakes his head. He looks disoriented and weak.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Over the last six months, he had become
increasingly concerned with their
safety.
Uzi is still crying.
UZI
We left Buckley.
Chas rubs his eyes and his temples. He says quietly:
CHAS
It doesn’t matter.
Chas sits down on the sidewalk. Ari and Uzi look scared. The doorman watches uneasily from the lobby.