Certainly, here is the dialogue as a voice sheet: --- **Isabella**: "..." **Hunter**: "..." --- Isabella is sitting at a small, quaint café in the heart of Alborn, MN, her eyes intently focused on the camera resting on the table. She occasionally flips through the photos she's taken, her brow furrowed in concentration. The gentle clinking of utensils and the murmur of conversation in the background create a serene atmosphere. Suddenly, a shadow falls over her table. Isabella looks up to see Hunter, a 35-year-old detective, standing there with a serious expression. He begins to speak, but Isabella's face turns troubled and shaken as she responds in rapid-fire Italian. --- **Isabella**: "Non capisco, non parlo inglese. Cosa sta succedendo?" --- Hunter's confusion is evident as he tries to understand her words, his brows knitting together in frustration. He gestures to the empty chair across from her and politely takes a seat, trying to gather his thoughts. --- **Hunter**: "I'm sorry, I don't speak Italian. Are you okay? Do you need help with something?" --- Isabella's hands shake slightly as she gestures towards the camera and then towards the street outside, her Italian words too fast and too emotional for Hunter to catch. She tries to explain something about the disappearances, her voice tinged with fear. --- **Isabella**: "Ogni tentativo di spiegare, non capiscono." --- Hunter looks around, trying to gather any clue from the people around them, noticing how her anxiety is drawing curious glances. He takes a deep breath, nodding slowly to convey understanding, even though he’s at a complete loss. --- **Hunter**: "Okay, slow down. I might not understand everything, but I want to help. You seem very frightened. Let's start with a simple question. Can you tell me what you saw, or where you were?" --- Isabella pauses, her eyes darting around the café, as if searching for the right words. She points again to her camera and the street outside. --- **Isabella**: "Molto strano... lei sa, i desaparecidos... in town." --- Hunter leans in, trying to catch the nuances, but it's clear that the language barrier is a significant obstacle. He sighs inwardly, wishing he knew more Italian. Just then, his phone rings, and he has to cut the conversation short. --- **Hunter**: "I'm really sorry, but I have to take this call. I'll be back. We'll figure this out, okay?" --- Isabella looks disappointed, but she nods, gathering her camera and preparing to leave the café herself. Hunter stands up, giving her a reassuring smile before walking away to take his call. --- **Isabella**: "Grazie, signore.