Mumford Page #2

LILY:

You're early... it's not ready. What

happened?

MUMFORD:

My patient had to leave early.

LILY:

Who was that?

She comes over to the register with an order. Mumford is

am[...] her, likes her a lot.

MUMFORD:

Does the phrase "nosy" have any

meaning to you, Lily?

LILY:

I think it's like... inquisitive.

MUMFORD:

It was Henry Follett.

LILY:

(reacts)

Man, you see him a lot. And it's

very wrong to reveal it. Next you'll

be saying what his problem is.

MUMFORD:

What do you want to know?

LILY:

You're terrible. I'm never telling

you anything.

A Patron passes on the way out.

PATRON:

Hey, Doc... how's it going?

MUMFORD:

Fine, Vincent... how's yourself?

LILY:

How long you been in this town?

MUMFORD:

Oh, I don't know...

LILY:

Four months, two and a half weeks --

that's how long.

(Mumford gives her a

look)

And you've already got more patients

than those other two shrinks combined.

MUMFORD:

Lily, I don't think even you could

know that --

Lily sees something out the window.

LILY:

Look at that guy...

Mumford turns to look out the window. A young man of about

30, in jeans and a Hawaiian shirt, is skateboarding down the

street at high speed, weaving in and out amongst the cars.

He zips past the front of the restaurant.

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