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Karolina sniffs back a tear.
KAROLINA:
I am... I'm so sorry. I...
KYLE:
I can reach you at your brother's,
right?
Karolina nods. The moment hangs. She steps out.
KAROLINA:
Please. Try to sleep tonight.
Their eyes lock. Kyle smiles thinly. Karolina goes. Kyle
pauses a moment, then shuts the door.
INT. KYLE'S APARTMENT - DEN - LATER NIGHT
This was an office just a few days ago. A desk is strewn with
files, notepads, books - all of it regarding Rudyard Kipling.
Five boxes marked "David's Research" wait. But they're empty.
Kyle sits on the floor, her back against a bare wall...
wearing that thousand-mile stare again. Just can't move.
JULIA (O.S.)
Mommy?
That was the voice of a little girl. Kyle doesn't react.
JULIA (O.S., CONT'D)
Mommy?
Now Kyle turns, as if awakening from a dream.
JULIA, 4, stands in the doorway, wearing pajamas. In her hand
is a one-armed chenille teddy-bear named Harry.
JULIA (CONT'D)
Everything's in boxes.
Kyle tries to smile, but the effort is obvious.
JULIA (CONT'D)
Is Daddy in one of them?
KYLE:
No, sweetheart...
INT. KYLE'S APARTMENT - JULIA'S BEDROOM - LATER NIGHT
Kyle, still dressed, lies beside Julia as the child sleeps.
A carousel-nightlight throws moving reflections across the
walls:
horses and cows and cherubs, chasing one anotheragainst pale blue wallpaper. Kyle, wide awake, eyes them.
More MOVING BOXES in here. Everything has been packed except
an outfit for tomorrow: (jacket, tights, boots, etc.)
The curtains are open. Kyle rises, careful not to awaken
Julia, and crosses to them. She reaches for the curtains,
then notices something, through the window:
TWO MEN, visible across this building's courtyard. They seem
to be looking from their third story window into this one.
They're Middle-Eastern. Persian. Maybe Turkish - but staring
right at us. Kyle shuts the curtains.
A beat. She turns to go, then turns back - just has to look
through those curtains again. She peeks out.
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