Run: 2026-03-18-01KM0AN3XFK2KMTV1Z7ZQVT6HT

**Voice Sheet** --- **Isabella:** *(glancing up from her camera, eyes wide, speaking rapidly in Italian with visible distress)* "Figlio... figlio morto. Incidente... motocicletta. Molto triste." **Hunter:** *(leaning slightly, confused by the foreign language)* "Uh... ma'am? Sorry, I don’t—do you speak English?" **Isabella:** *(nodding, then attempting English awkwardly, switching between languages)* "Car accident... very sad. Young man... dead father." **Hunter:** *(relieved, trying to keep up)* "Oh! Right, yes—the motorcycle accident on Maple Street. Terrible thing. You saw it?" **Isabella:** *(shaking her head, gesturing around town urgently)* "No, no... non—ecco! A woman... crying. 'Mio figlio,' she said. '(My son.)'" **Hunter:** *(frowning, still lost)* "Lady? You mean someone’s mother was crying?" **Isabella:** *(frustrated, mixing languages)* "Si! Si! Poor boy... skull... *(makes a cracking motion with her hands)* Tragedia." **Hunter:** *(eyes widening slightly at the gesture)* "Whoa, okay—slow down. You’re saying someone’s kid got... badly hurt?" **Isabella:** *(nodding vigorously, then pulling out her camera slightly, showing him a blurry photo)* "Guardate. *(Look.)* Sorella... ha pianto tanto. *(Sister cried a lot.)*" **Hunter:** *(examining the photo, confused by the poor quality)* "Yeah, accidents are rough. Listen, I gotta take this—" *(digs for phone, answers)* "Hunter." **Isabella:** *(watching him anxiously, then switching back to Italian worriedly)* "Dove va? Devo parlare ancora..." *(Where are you going? I need to speak more...)* **Hunter:** *(briefly to the phone)* "On my way. *(to Isabella, pocketing phone)* Sorry—gotta run. *(tips his hat awkwardly)* Uh... grazie, I guess?" *(leaves hurriedly)* **Isabella:** *(calling after him worriedly in Italian)* "Aspetta! Devo dire a qualcuno...!" *(Wait! I need to tell someone...!)* *(Scene cuts as Hunter disappears down the street.)