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INT. SULLIVAN VAULT -NIGHT 36

Luther in the pitch-black vault. The GIGGLING is MUTED

but it is there. He is starting to perspire.

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INT. SULLIVAN MASTER BEDROOM -NIGHT 37

The woman flicks on the lights and as she does -

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INT. SULLIVAN VAULT -NIGHT 38

Luther as the burst of light hits him like a fist --and

it’s over.

Luther blinks, confused, looks around ---

because it isn’t over, he hasn’t been caught.

The door to the vault is suddenly gone. Luther is

staring straight into the goddamn bedroom.

Because the door is a two way mirror. Now it’sasifhe

was watching the bedroom on a giant TV screen.

Just a few feet away, just outside the door.

Where things are clearly starting to heat up.

Luther moves to the armchair, sits. There is nothing to

do now but wait. He settles in.

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INT. SULLIVAN MASTER BEDROOM -NIGHT 39

They are staring at each other.

We have seen the woman already --she’s CHRISTY SULLIVAN.

But the pictures in the corridor did not do her justice.

This is a fabulous-looking twenty-five-year-old woman.

Long, golden hair, a round face that sets off her deep

blue eyes, a tanned, curving body. A bare-shouldered

black dress. An expensive necklace.

One more thing:
she is staggering drunk.

The man is ALAN RICHMOND, wealthy, successful, handsome

and fit. Mid-forties. He wears an elegantly-cut suit.

Two additional points: (1) Richmond is clearly not the

husband in the wedding photo. (2) He is drunker than she

is.

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Richmond carries a vodka bottle and two tumblers. He

fills them, gives one to her.

They touch glasses. Down the hatch. Tight laughter.

He looks at her.

She looks at him. There’s a lot of sexual tension in the

air.

But now he begins looking around, checking things out.

She spots this.

CHRISTY:

(drunk)

It’s okay --I told him I was

sick --anyway, he’s gone -relax...

He nods then, more at ease. And he blows her a kiss.

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