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The dealer grabs a sawed off axe handle from beneath the table, turns to stand. Shea pulls his pistol so quick most don’t notice until the barrel is pressed beneath the dealer’s chin. SHEA Know what I’m doing here? Looking for a reason. You want to be my reason? DEALER No, I do not. SHEA Then sit down. Shea stands, walks to Melodi who stares at him like a snake. He leans close, his mouth to her ear, whispers -- SHEA (CONT’D) Helen. He pulls back, looks at her. SHEA (CONT’D) Didn’t work. Shea turns and walks out of the bar ... INT. ELSA’S HOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT. Elsa looks out the window onto the street, watches revelers laugh and stumble along the red brick road ... Sees A COUPLE walk hand in hand, then turn into an alley. The man presses the woman against the wall, devours her in a kiss. The woman tears at the buckle of his belt. The man yanks at the draw string of her dress, pries it open. Runs his hand against her breasts ... She tosses her head back and emits a moan so passioned, it almost sounds angry. She raises her leg and wraps it around his waist as he tears at the buttons of his pants, then thrusts himself inside her. Elsa watches, fascinated. She looks back -- checks that her brother is sleeping, then places her hands on the window and slowly pushes it up, allowing the woman’s moans inside.
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