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NICKY We don’t need an insurance policy. (then) Though the man is hot.
INT. THE BRAMBLES, MAIN HOUSE, MASTER BEDROOM - DAY An ornate lavender bedroom. DOTTIE, now 60s, sits before Earl, who is doing her hair. They peruse the cover of the same People Luke had, in her lap: a large photo of her expertly painted face, with the headline “YES, I’M DYING.” DOTTIE Who would do this? What have I ever done to a single living soul? Earl’s eyebrows scream you’ve got to be kidding, sis . DOTTIE (CONT'D) Never know it to look at you. Thank you Jesus and Creme de la Mer. But why not deny it? Dottie pours some Dr. Pepper into her bourbon. Takes a sip. DOTTIE Earl, that’s not what the Romans do. We tell the truth, even when it’s hard. Earl knows better. He leafs through the magazine. EARL To leak that I’m dying?! It’s bad enough I’m having those nightmares. EARL
This is not terrible. They talk about the tour and the weekend. “What began 34 years ago as a small family musicale has exploded into the hottest ticket of the year, with many exclusive family events.” DOTTIE But look here, Earl! “Will the Roman era go on without her?” (then) You’re goddamn right it will!
INT. RYMAN AUDITORIUM STAGE - DAY Alone now, Nicky approaches the LIGHTING and SOUND GUYS.
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