**Voice Sheet: Café Scene – Marie & Hunter** *(Setting: A quiet, cozy café in Alborn, MN. Marie sits at a corner table, her camera in hand, scrolling through recent photos. The hum of soft jazz plays in the background. Hunter, in a rumpled suit, approaches her table with a serious expression.)* --- **HUNTER** *(approaching, voice low and direct)* "Excuse me, ma’am. Do you have a minute?" *(Marie looks up, startled. She blinks at him, then glances at her camera, clutching it tighter. She responds in rapid, nervous French.)* **MARIE** *(shaken, gesturing with her free hand)* "Je… je ne comprends pas. Pourquoi vous me parlez? Je ne sais rien—" *(Hunter frowns, rubbing his temple. He pulls out a small notepad, flipping through it before speaking again, slower this time.)* **HUNTER** "Look, I don’t speak French. But I need to ask you about the night of the 12th. You were near the old mill, right?" *(Marie’s eyes widen. She shakes her head, her voice trembling.)* **MARIE** *(French, urgent)* "Non, non, je n’étais pas là! Je prenais des photos près de la rivière, c’est tout! Pourquoi vous me demandez ça? C’est… c’est terrifiant!" *(Hunter exhales sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose. He tries again, enunciating carefully.)* **HUNTER** "Ma’am, I need you to focus. Did you see *anything* unusual that night? A person? A car? Anything out of place?" *(Marie’s hands tremble. She sets her camera down, gripping the edge of the table. Her voice drops to a whisper.)* **MARIE** *(French, barely audible)* "Il y avait… des bruits. Comme des pas. Et puis… plus rien. Juste le silence. C’était horrible." *(Hunter leans in slightly, frustration creeping into his tone.)* **HUNTER** "English. Please. Just—point if you understand me. Did you see *anyone*?" *(Marie shakes her head frantically, tears welling up. She points at her camera, then at him, speaking faster.)* **MARIE** *(French, desperate)* "Je ne sais pas! Je n’ai rien vu! Mais… mais les photos. Peut-être que les photos—" *(Hunter’s phone rings sharply. He pulls it out, glancing at the screen before cursing under his breath. He holds up a finger to Marie.)* **HUNTER** "Hold on. Don’t go anywhere." *(He steps away, answering the call in a low voice. Marie watches him, her breath shaky. She wipes at her eyes, then quickly gathers her camera, as if ready to flee. Hunter returns a moment later, tucking his phone away.)* **HUNTER** *(gruff, apologetic)* "Look, I gotta go. But I need you to stick around town. I’ll be back." *(Marie doesn’t respond, just nods stiffly. Hunter hesitates, then pulls a business card from his pocket, sliding it across the table.)* **HUNTER** "If you remember anything—*anything*—call me. Day or night." *(He turns and strides out of the café. Marie stares at the card, then at her camera, her expression haunted. The scene fades as she whispers to herself in French.)* **MARIE** *(soft, to herself)* "Mon Dieu… qu’est-ce qui se passe ici?" --- **End Scene.** *(Note: For voice acting, Marie’s lines should convey fear, confusion, and urgency, while Hunter’s tone remains firm but increasingly frustrated by the language barrier.)*