And I swear to God, she was wrecked. It
was pure lunacy. Oh God, I know...
No, no, Turner's fine. So you -- are you
waiting `til Denver to tell her...?
(as her smile contracts)
Oh. I see...
(silence; she clenches her jaw...)
No, you're right. I understand.
(...and a tear falls from her eye)
Ok... I just... Oh...
No, I'm happy for you... I -- I just --
there, trying to hold onto the tears, hold onto the emotion, as
CASTING DIRECTOR (CONT'D)
...I'll call her back. Tell her I'm almost
done in here.
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