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It’s 3:30am. The PLAYERS stagger out of the building. Zombies.
Andrew appears, red-eyed, past exhaustion. Fletcher emerges last.
Pink (9/10/2013)
FLETCHER
5pm call tomorrow. Leave at least two
hours from New York this time. Save your
travel receipts. Or don’t, I don’t give a
fuck.
He then walks off. Andrew watches him leave. And, as we zero in on Andrew’s eyes...
...we see that something fundamental has changed.
He looks like a completely different person now. 100% hollowed out.
BUS DRIVER (PRE-LAP)
Next stop Dunellen. Two hours.
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