Panic Room

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Lydia turns, gives Meg an "are you insane?" look.

EVAN:

What say we see the house before we

dicker, hmm?

(starting up the stairs)

I have to warn you, this is exactly

the response we expected to get.

It's a very emotional property.

As he disappears upstairs, Lydia turns to Meg, lowers her

voice.

LYDIA:

Who taught you to negotiate?

SARAH:

It's not like Saks', Mom, you don't

have to pay the price on the tag.

She gets in the elevator and RATTLES the door shut with a

bang. That kid's got an attitude. Meg takes a deep breath,

turns to Lydia. She brushes her hair behind an ear, we

notice her thin hand is shaking.

MEG:

I'm sorry. Apartments, and...

money, and... this is more my

husband's area.

She digs in her purse for a prescription pill bottle and some

water.

MEG:

Was. His area. I'm not very good

at...

Lydia watches as she swallows a pill, waiting for Meg to

finish her sentence. Not very good at what?

MEG:

Things, and if I can't prove to my

soon to-be ex-husband that I can

provide a suitable place for our

daughter to live in the next

fourteen days, it's going to get

ugly between us. Uglier.

Lydia just looks at her, no idea what to say. These two are

from different places.

EVAN (O.S.)

(from upstairs)

It would be so lovely if I could

shot the property before I leave!

CUT TO:

INT. TOP FLOOR BEDROOM - DAY

Evan, Lydia, and Meg poke their heads in a series of rooms,

one after the other, the tour flying by quickly. First, an

upstairs bedroom. Nice, roomy, looks out on the courtyard.

EVAN:

Top floor. Two bedrooms, one

bathroom.

INT. DEN - DAY

Another floor, another empty room. The trio passes through.

EVAN:

Third floor, spare bedroom, den,

what have you. Mr. Pearlstine used

it as an office.

LYDIA:

(low voice, to Meg)

He's talking about Bernard

Pearlstine.

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