**Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit? I’m Detective Hunter. I need to ask you a few questions about Tuesday night." **Marie:** "Je... Je m'excuse. Je ne parle pas anglais. Je ne comprends pas." **Hunter:** "Right. Not from around here. Look, I see the Canon on the table. You’re a photographer? Pictures? *Click click?*" **Marie:** "Oh... la caméra. Oui. Mais... non. Pas maintenant." **Hunter:** "We had a report of a disturbance near the old orchard. The Apple Festival grounds. People said they saw a woman with a camera running from the treeline. Was that you?" **Marie:** "Le verger? Les arbres ? Je... J'ai vu quelque chose. C'était horrible. Dieu merci, je suis partie. Il y avait du sang sur les feuilles." **Hunter:** "I’m not catching any of that. Is that French? Listen, I don't need a travelogue, I need to know if you saw a missing girl. A teenager. Blonde hair, blue jacket." **Marie:** "Je ne sais pas ce que vous voulez... Je tremble encore. C'était si sombre. Si vous aviez vu ce que j'ai vu... l'homme près de la rivière..." **Hunter:** "Okay, you look upset. I get that. Shaken up. *Scared.*" **Marie:** "Oui... *Scared.* J'ai très peur. Je veux juste rentrer chez moi." **Hunter:** "I heard 'scared.' Okay, we're getting somewhere. Did you take a picture of what scared you? Can I see the camera?" **Marie:** "Non ! Non, je ne peux pas regarder les photos. S'il vous plaît, laissez-moi tranquille." **Hunter:** "Calm down. I'm not taking it. I just need to look—" *[Hunter’s cell phone rings sharply. He sighs and answers it.]* **Hunter:** "Hunter. ... Yeah? ... Another one? Where? ... Northwest perimeter? Fine. I’m five minutes out." **Hunter:** "Look, Marie—I’m assuming that’s your name on the strap—I have to go. Don't leave town. Stay put. We’re going to find a translator and we are going to talk about what’s on that SD card." **Marie:** "Je ne comprends pas... Pourquoi êtes-vous si agressif ?" **Hunter:** "Stay put. *Au revoir.*"