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Cindy's crying. Welles enters, goes to lean into the crib.

WELLES:

What's all the trouble, Cinderella?

What are you crying about, huh?

He lifts and cradles Cindy, comforting her.

EXT. HARRISBURG CITYSCAPE -- ESTABLISHING --DAY

A small city of moderate architecture facing the Susquehanna.

INT. OFFICE -- DAY

An old money office with windows over the river. A well-to-

do POLITICIAN looks unhappily through PHOTOS on his desk.

Welles sits by the Pennsylvania state flag, watching.

PHOTOS show the Young Republican and Gaudy Woman in Miami:

leaving the Art Deco hotel, the Discotheque, a restaurant...

WELLES:

Your son-in-law dealt with the dry

cleaning franchise during the day,

saw that woman every night.

(clears his throat)

The specifics are in the report, and

information about the woman. It's

unpleasant, I know. I apologize...

POLITICIAN:

None too discreet, is he?

WELLES:

No, sir, he is not.

POLITICIAN:

He's an imbecile. I tried to warn

my daughter, but what can you do?

The politician shakes his head in disgust. Welles rises.

WELLES:

The um... you'll find my invoice in

the envelope. If that's all...

POLITICIAN:

Yes, Mister Welles, thank you.

WELLES:

Certainly, Senator. If I can ever

be of further assistance.

Welles leaves, glances back, shuts the door.

EXT. HARRISBURG STREETS -- DAY

Welles drives his plain Ford past the CAPITAL BUILDING.

EXT. HARRISBURG, BRIDGE -- DAY

Welles' car crosses the Susquehanna, leaving the city.

EXT. WELLES' HOUSE, BACKYARD -- DAY

Sunny day. Welles wears tan khakis, T-shirt and fishing

cap, mowing his lawn with his ROARING lawnmower. Welles'

yard is modest, surrounding his modest split level suburban

one in a neighborhood of similar homes and similar yards.

Welles turns the lawnmower, stopping to mop his brow. One

of his neighbors is repainting a back porch. The neighbor

waves. Welles waves, resumes mowing.

INT. BOWLING ALLEY -- NIGHT

MUSIC'S LOUD. League Night. Every lane full. Welles is

with his team in BOWLING SHIRTS. Welles hoists his ball,

preparing to bowl. He takes three steps, releases...

Down the lane, PINS SCATTER. One pin remains standing.

Welles balls up his fists and curses, walks back towards his

rowdy, mocking teammates. He shouts back at them, laughing,

grabbing his beer and drinking, waiting at the ball return.

INT. WELLES' HOUSE, KITCHEN -- NIGHT

Dinner. Welles and Amy eat at the kitchen table with Cindy

in a high chair. Amy feeds Cindy between bites. Welles is

still in his league shirt.

AMY:

You think you'll have time for the

water heater this weekend?

WELLES:

Sure. I'll call the guy.

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