Here is the scene with the dialogue in a voice sheet format: **Scene: "A Troubling Encounter at the Cafe"** **Setting:** A quaint cafe in the heart of Alborn, MN. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafts through the air. Marie sits at a small table by the window, her camera in hand, gazing out at the bustling streets. **The Encounter:** Marie, lost in thought, doesn't notice Hunter approaching her table until he clears his throat. **Voice Sheet:** | **Speaker** | **Dialogue** | | --- | --- | | **Hunter** | Excuse me, mind if I join you for a minute? I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn PD. I'm investigating some recent... disturbances in town. Did you happen to witness anything unusual last night around the festival grounds? | | **Marie** | *(looks up, troubled and shaken)* Oh mon dieu, c'est affreux... J'étais près de la scène, avec mon appareil photo. J'ai vu quelque chose, mais... *(trails off, visibly disturbed)* | | **Hunter** | *(looks confused, furrows his brow)* I'm sorry, could you please... uh... speak in English? I didn't quite catch that. | | **Marie** | *(realizes the language barrier, tries to compose herself, but continues in French, hoping Hunter might understand somehow)* Je disais, j'ai vu une personne qui... qui a disparu. Comme si la terre s'était ouverte sous leurs pieds. *(spreads her hands, emphasizing her distress)* | | **Hunter** | *(shakes his head, frustrated)* Ma'am, I really need you to speak in English. This is important. Can you... *(pauses, trying to think of a solution)* Do you know anyone who could translate for us? | | **Marie** | *(apologetic, still in French)* Désolée, monsieur... Je suis désolée. *(shakes her head, feeling helpless)* | | **Hunter** | *(just as he's about to try another approach, his phone rings)* Ah, excuse me. *(answers phone)* Detective Hunter... *(listens, his expression turns serious)* Alright, I'm on my way. *(to Marie)* I'm so sorry, but I have to run. If you could... *(hesitates, not knowing how to communicate further)*... find someone to translate, please contact me at the Alborn PD. *(hands her a business card and hastily departs)* | **The Scene Fades:** Marie watches Hunter leave, still looking troubled, the business card lying on the table in front of her. She sighs, glancing out the window, her mind replaying the events of the previous night.