Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9K6YPA57YCCWX1DG0F4CN

### Voice Sheet: Selvi & Hunter (Alborn Cafe Scene) (Notes: Selvi’s lines are spoken in a trembling, breathless tone—her voice cracks at points, and she stumbles over words. Hunter’s lines are gruff, direct, and laced with growing frustration at the language barrier; he gestures wildly to his camera, badge, and phone to compensate for miscommunication.) Selvi: (initially silent, but when Hunter addresses her, she jolts and speaks rapidly in Hindi) Main wahan apne landscape photos li rahi thi—wo purane seb ke bagh mein kal raat! Ek lamba, kapdon mein dhakke huye aadmi ek badi bori ko peeche kheech raha tha. Main bahut dar gayi thi, isliye chup reh gayi. (Translation: I was taking my landscape photos there—at that old apple orchard last night! A tall, cloaked person was dragging a large sack behind them. I was so scared that I stayed quiet.) Hunter: (leaning against the cafe counter, flashing his detective badge briefly) You were at the Main Street apple orchard last night—taking photos, right? I’m investigating the disappearance of the apple festival volunteer who was last seen there. Did you see her? Selvi: (teary, clutching her camera to her chest, speaking more frantically in Hindi) Main us ladki ko us aadmi ke paas dekh rahi thi! Usne chillaaya par koi nahi suna. Main apne haatho se uska chehra nahi dekh paayi par uska hooded jacket yaad hai! (Translation: I saw that girl with that person! She screamed but no one heard. I couldn’t see his face with my own eyes but I remember his hooded jacket!) Hunter: (frowning, leaning in further, confused) Wait—do you speak English? I didn’t catch a word of that. Can you point to where you saw something? (taps the cafe’s paper apple festival flyer on the counter) Selvi: (voice trembling harder, speaking in hurried Hindi) Main apne photos ko galati se delete kar diya kyunki main dar gayi thi—maaf kar do! Main ab us bagh mein kabhi nahi jaungi! (Translation: I accidentally deleted my photos because I was scared—forgive me! I’ll never go to that orchard again!) Hunter: (frustrated, running a hand through his hair) I don’t understand a single thing you’re saying. Can you show me your camera? Maybe the photos are still there? (gestures wildly to her camera) Selvi: (shaking her head violently, speaking in desperate Hindi) Nahin! Main unhe hata diya hai! Woh aadmi mujhe dekh sakta hai—main yahan se bhag jaana chahti hoon! (Translation: No! I got rid of them! That person might see me—I want to run away from here!) Hunter: (sighing, about to press further when his phone blares in his pocket) (pauses, yanking out his phone) Hunter: (into phone, sharp and urgent) Yeah? ... Got it. I’m on my way. (hangs up, glares at his phone briefly) Hunter: (to Selvi, gesturing to his phone then to the cafe door) I’ve got a new lead on the disappearances—have to go. I’ll be back with someone who can talk to you. (taps his badge then points to her camera) Don’t leave town. Selvi: (confused now too, staring at him, speaking in soft, shaky Hindi) Kya keh raha hai? Main kahan jaoon? Main kisi se nahi baat sakti! (Translation: What is he saying? Where should I go? I can’t talk to anyone!) Hunter: (already stepping toward the door, calling over his shoulder) I’ll find a translator—stay put! (fumbles with his phone as he exits)