Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ0GCTXWC6Q450HSKQKYS60Z

**Voice Sheet — Scene: "Lost in Translation"** *Location: The Rusty Kettle Café, Alborn, MN* --- **Selvi:** *(murmuring to herself, scrolling through her camera)* "हे भगवान... ये क्या है? मैंने क्या देख लिया..." **Hunter:** *(pulling out a chair, badge visible on his belt)* "Ma'am? Sorry to bother you. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I sit down? I just have a couple questions about what happened down by the orchard last night." **Selvi:** *(startled, clutching her camera to her chest)* "आप... आप पुलिस से हैं? मुझे नहीं पता था किसे बताऊँ। मैंने वहाँ कुछ देखा, डिटेक्टिव साहब, कुछ बहुत अजीब—" **Hunter:** *(raising a hand slowly)* "Whoa, whoa. Okay. I'm — I'm not following you. Do you speak any English? English? A little bit?" **Selvi:** "नहीं, अंग्रेज़ी नहीं आती... हिंदी। मैं हिंदी बोलती हूँ। पर मुझे आपको दिखाना है—" *(she turns the camera toward him, hands shaking)* "देखिए, यहाँ, इस तस्वीर में!" **Hunter:** *(leaning in, squinting at the camera screen)* "Okay. Okay, hold on. That's — is that from last night? By the festival grounds?" **Selvi:** "हाँ, हाँ! कल रात! मैं सूर्यास्त की तस्वीरें ले रही थी, और फिर — वो आदमी, वो वहाँ था, और उसके साथ कोई और भी था, जो—" *(her voice catches)* "— जो गायब हो गया, डिटेक्टिव। बस... गायब।" **Hunter:** *(exhaling, rubbing the back of his neck)* "I don't understand a word you're saying, miss, but you're shaking like a leaf. Something spooked you bad, didn't it." **Selvi:** *(nodding, eyes wet)* "हाँ। बहुत डर लगा। मैं वापस अपने कमरे में भागी। सारी रात सो नहीं पाई।" **Hunter:** "Hey. Hey, it's alright. Look — *photo*?" *(miming a camera)* "Can I see? May I?" **Selvi:** *(sliding the camera across the table)* "लीजिए। देखिए खुद। तीसरी तस्वीर से शुरू कीजिए।" **Hunter:** *(scrolling slowly, his jaw tightening)* "...Well, I'll be damned. That's Greerson's truck. And that — yeah. Yeah, that's him." *(looks up at her, sharper now)* "Ma'am, I need these photos. Okay? I need — *need*." *(points at the camera, then at himself)* "Police. Evidence." **Selvi:** "हाँ, हाँ, ले जाइए। जो चाहिए ले जाइए। बस उस आदमी को ढूँढिए, जो गायब हुआ है। उसकी पत्नी होगी, बच्चे होंगे—" **Hunter:** *(gently)* "I wish I knew what you were telling me. I really do." *(pulls a notepad from his jacket, slides it over with a pen)* "Your name? *Name*?" *(taps the pad)* "And where you're staying. A number, an address — anything." **Selvi:** *(understanding, writing carefully)* "सेल्वी। मेरा नाम सेल्वी है।" *(writes: SELVI — Maple St. Guest House, Room 4)* **Hunter:** "Selvi. Okay, Selvi. I'm Hunter." *(taps his chest)* "Hunter. I'm gonna get someone down at the station who can translate — Hindi, right? That Hindi?" **Selvi:** *(small, relieved smile)* "हाँ। हिंदी।" **Hunter:** "Hindi. Got it. Alborn isn't exactly overflowing with translators, but I'll figure something out. You did good coming forward. Or — well, I came to you, but you know what I mean." **Selvi:** *(softly)* "आप अच्छे इंसान लगते हैं, डिटेक्टिव। थोड़ा सख़्त, पर अच्छे।" **Hunter:** *(half a smile)* "I'm gonna pretend that was a compliment." *(His phone buzzes loudly on the table. He glances down, and his expression hardens.)* **Hunter:** "Damn it. I gotta take this." *(answering, standing)* "Hunter. — Yeah. — Where? — How long ago? — Son of a— alright, I'm on my way. Five minutes." *(he pockets the phone, looks at Selvi)* "I have to go. Something's just come up. But you —" *(he taps the notepad, then points firmly at her)* "— you stay put. Guest house. I'll come find you tonight. With a translator. Understand? *Tonight*." *(taps his watch)* **Selvi:** *(nodding)* "रात को। ठीक है। मैं वहीं रहूँगी।" **Hunter:** *(sliding a business card across the table)* "If anyone — *anyone* — comes asking about these photos before I get back, you call that number. Okay? Just — just hand them the phone. They'll figure it out." **Selvi:** *(taking the card, pressing it between her palms)* "शुक्रिया, डिटेक्टिव।" **Hunter:** *(already moving toward the door, calling back over his shoulder)* "And Selvi — don't delete anything off that camera. Not one picture. Got it?" **Selvi:** *(clutching the camera close)* "हाँ। एक भी नहीं।" *(The café door jingles shut behind him. Selvi stares down at the business card, then slowly lifts her camera and looks at the screen once more.)* **Selvi:** *(whispered, to herself)* "जल्दी आइए, डिटेक्टिव साहब। जल्दी आइए।" --- *END SCENE*