Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFKJSHHD57HSVQ8TT07RGK

**Voice Sheet: Café Confrontation** --- *Interior. Small café in Alborn, MN. Afternoon. ISABELLA sits alone at a corner table, cradling her camera in her hands. She stares at it blankly, her expression distant and troubled. HUNTER enters, scanning the room. He notices Isabella and approaches her table.* --- **Hunter:** *(standing over her table)* Excuse me. Are you Isabella Rosetti? **Isabella:** *(looking up, startled)* Sì? Chi è lei? *(Yes? Who are you?)* **Hunter:** I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating the recent... *(he pauses, choosing his words carefully)* ...disappearance. I was told you might have information. **Isabella:** *(her face pales, voice shaking)* Oh, Dio... È terribile. È terribile. *(Oh, God... It's terrible. It's terrible.)* **Hunter:** *(furrowing his brow, confused)* I'm sorry? **Isabella:** Non riesco a smettere di pensarci. La povera ragazza... *(I can't stop thinking about it. The poor girl...)* **Hunter:** *(raising his hands, confused)* Hold on. I don't... I don't understand Italian. Do you speak any English? **Isabella:** *(shaking her head frantically)* No! No English! *(she grips her camera tighter)* **Hunter:** *(sighs, rubbing his temples)* Great. That's just... great. **Isabella:** *(gesturing frantically, speaking rapidly in Italian)* Ho visto tutto! Era vicino al fiume, di notte, e lei urlava— *(I saw everything! She was near the river, at night, and she was screaming—)* **Hunter:** *(holding up his hands)* Slow down. Please. I have no idea what you're saying. **Isabella:** *(stops, takes a breath, then speaks more slowly, gesturing)* Il fiume. La ragazza. Scomparsa. *(The river. The girl. Missing.)* **Hunter:** *(lightbulb moment)* The river? You saw something at the river? **Isabella:** *(nodding vigorously)* Sì! Sì, vicino ai meli! *(Yes! Yes, near the apple trees!)* **Hunter:** *(pulling out a small notebook)* Apple trees. Okay. Can you show me? On a map? **Isabella:** *(taking the notebook, sketching quickly)* Qui. Qui è dove... *(Here. Here is where...)* **Hunter:** *(peering at the crude drawing)* That's... that's helpful. That's actually very helpful. *Hunter's phone rings. He glances at the screen.* **Hunter:** *(into phone)* Hunter here. ...What? ...I'm on my way. *He hangs up and looks at Isabella.* **Hunter:** I have to go. But don't leave town, please. We may need to talk more. *(he pauses)* Is there someone who can translate? Someone who speaks both Italian and English? **Isabella:** *(nodding)* Il mio professore. Il Professor Bennett. *(My professor. Professor Bennett.)* **Hunter:** Good. Contact him if you remember anything else. Anything at all. *He turns to leave, then pauses.* **Hunter:** *(more gently than before)* Thank you. For what you saw. And for trying to communicate. *Isabella nods, her hands still trembling around her camera. Hunter exits.* *Isabella looks down at her camera, touching the lens carefully.* **Isabella:** *(whispering to herself)* Perché non ho scattato la foto? Perché? *(Why didn't I take the photo? Why?)* *She bows her head, shoulders shaking.* --- **END SCENE**