Here’s the voice sheet for your scene, capturing the tension, confusion, and emotional undercurrents between Marie and Hunter. The dialogue is written to reflect Marie’s distress in French (with English translations for clarity) and Hunter’s growing frustration at the language barrier. --- ### **VOICE SHEET: CAFÉ CONVERSATION** **Location:** *The Daily Grind Café, Alborn, MN* – A cozy, slightly cluttered café with mismatched chairs and the scent of cinnamon in the air. Marie sits at a corner table, her camera in hand, staring at the screen with a troubled expression. Hunter enters, scanning the room before approaching her. --- #### **SCENE: THE MISUNDERSTANDING** **HUNTER** *(approaching, no-nonsense tone, slightly gruff)* "Excuse me, ma’am. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" *(Marie looks up, startled. She doesn’t respond immediately, her fingers tightening around her camera. Her expression is a mix of confusion and unease.)* **MARIE** *(softly, in French, shaking her head slightly)* "Je… je ne comprends pas. Qui êtes-vous ?" *(I… I don’t understand. Who are you?)* **HUNTER** *(frowning, hands resting on the back of the chair across from her)* "Look, I’m Detective Hunter. I’m investigating something that happened near the old mill last night. You were there, right?" *(Marie’s breath hitches. She glances down at her camera, then back at Hunter, her eyes widening. She speaks rapidly, her voice trembling.)* **MARIE** *(in French, growing more agitated)* "Oui, j’y étais… mais je n’ai rien vu de mal. Juste… juste des ombres. Et puis il y a eu ce bruit, comme un cri étouffé. Je… je ne sais pas ce que c’était. *(Yes, I was there… but I didn’t see anything bad. Just… just shadows. And then there was this sound, like a muffled scream. I… I don’t know what it was.)* *(Hunter’s frown deepens. He doesn’t understand a word, but her body language—her clenched hands, her rapid breathing—tells him she’s upset. He tries again, slower, as if that will help.)* **HUNTER** "Ma’am, I need you to focus. Did you see anyone near the mill? Anyone acting suspicious?" *(Marie shakes her head, her voice rising slightly in panic.)* **MARIE** *(in French, gesturing with her hands)* "Non, je vous dis que je n’ai rien vu ! Mais… mais j’ai peur. Quelque chose ne va pas ici. *(No, I’m telling you I didn’t see anything! But… but I’m scared. Something isn’t right here.)* *(Hunter exhales sharply, rubbing his temple. He pulls out a notepad and flips it open, as if writing something down will make this easier.)* **HUNTER** "Alright, let’s try this. You—" *(he points at her)* "—were at the mill. You—" *(he mimics taking a picture)* "—took photos. Did you see anyone? Anyone at all?" *(Marie stares at him, then at the notepad. She realizes he doesn’t understand her. Her shoulders slump, and she lets out a shaky breath. She reaches for her camera, flips through the photos, and turns the screen toward him. The images show the mill at dusk, the trees casting long shadows, and—just barely visible in one shot—a figure standing near the edge of the frame, half-hidden in the darkness.)* **MARIE** *(in French, pointing at the screen)* "Là. J’ai vu quelqu’un. Mais je ne sais pas qui c’était. *(There. I saw someone. But I don’t know who it was.)* *(Hunter leans in, squinting at the photo. His expression darkens. He pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of her camera screen.)* **HUNTER** "Stay here. Don’t go anywhere." *(Marie’s eyes widen. She grabs his arm, her grip tight, and speaks urgently in French.)* **MARIE** *(pleading, in French)* "Attendez ! Vous ne comprenez pas—je ne sais rien de plus ! S’il vous plaît, ne me laissez pas seule ici. *(Wait! You don’t understand—I don’t know anything else! Please, don’t leave me alone here.)* *(Hunter hesitates, then gently but firmly removes her hand from his arm. His phone rings. He pulls it out, glances at the screen, and curses under his breath.)* **HUNTER** "Damn it. I’ve gotta take this." *(He answers the call, turning slightly away from her.)* "Hunter. Yeah, I’m at the café. What’ve you got?" *(Marie wraps her arms around herself, her camera clutched tightly to her chest. She watches Hunter, her expression a mix of fear and frustration. She doesn’t understand what’s happening, but she knows it’s not good.)* **HUNTER** *(into the phone, tense)* "Copy that. I’m on my way." *(He hangs up and turns back to Marie. His tone is firmer now, all business.)* "I need you to come with me to the station. We’ll sort this out there." *(Marie shakes her head rapidly, her voice rising in panic.)* **MARIE** *(in French, near tears)* "Non ! Je ne peux pas ! Je ne comprends rien de ce que vous dites !" *(No! I can’t! I don’t understand anything you’re saying!)* *(Hunter pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly frustrated. He pulls out a business card and slaps it onto the table in front of her.)* **HUNTER** "Look, just—stay here. Don’t leave town. I’ll send someone who speaks French to talk to you, alright?" *(Marie stares at the card, then at him. She doesn’t move. Hunter hesitates for a second, then turns and strides out of the café, leaving her alone at the table. The bell above the door jingles as he exits.)* *(Marie exhales shakily, her hands trembling. She picks up the business card and stares at it, as if it might hold answers. The café feels suddenly too quiet, too empty. She glances out the window, watching Hunter’s retreating figure. Then, slowly, she reaches for her camera again, her mind racing.)* --- ### **END SCENE** --- **Notes for Performance:** - **Marie:** Her French should be rapid and emotional, especially when she’s scared or frustrated. Her body language is key—clenched hands, wide eyes, leaning away from Hunter when she’s uncomfortable. - **Hunter:** His tone is gruff and no-nonsense, but there’s an undercurrent of frustration as he realizes she doesn’t understand him. His body language is rigid, military-like, but he softens slightly when he sees her fear. - **The Photo:** The moment Marie shows Hunter the photo is pivotal. It’s the first real clue he has, but the language barrier makes it difficult for him to get the full story. - **The Call:** Hunter’s abrupt departure leaves Marie vulnerable and confused, setting up tension for the next scene. Would you like any adjustments to the tone or pacing?