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KAIA My dad was killed when I was ten. On his birthday. But they’ll never catch who did it. You know why that is? MARK Listen, I’ve had kind of a rough night- KAIA Because he was killed by angels.
Mark stares, speechless.
KAIA (CONT’D) He flew out of one of his presents, the one with gold paper. And they pulled bones out of him til he died.
Mark nods.
MARK
Okay. The door to the office opens and Officers Irons and Green emerge. OFFICER IRONS Mr. Scout? MARK Yes. The Officers glance at each other. OFFICER IRONS Take us there. INT. FORESTED ROAD. MORNING. As the sun rises, the Officers get out of their car. They walk along the road to join Mark, who is standing in front of his own parked car, staring in disbelief. The area where the house stood is now a vacant field. Only a plastic Port-o-Potty sits in the center. For a long moment, all stare.
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