Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ74CTD8AMX8Y4QFZ93B83B7

**VOICE SHEET: SCENE - ALBORN CAFE** **NOTES:** * **Selvi:** Speaks fluent Hindi only. Her lines are provided in transliterated Hindi with English translation for context. Her delivery should be breathless, trembling, and increasingly agitated. She clutches her camera protectively. * **Hunter:** Speaks English only. Delivery is direct, grounded, and professional (Marine/disciplined), though frustrated by the language barrier. He is trying to assess a threat while managing communication breakdown. *** **Hunter:** "Ma'am, Detective Hunter. State Police. I saw you near the Miller's Orchard gate an hour ago. I need to ask what was happening with the van parked by the old trellis." **Selvi:** "Kya? ...Nahi. Main wahan nahi gyi. Aap... aap gante hain." (What? ...No. I didn't go there. You... you are mistaken.) **Hunter:** "Ma'am, I'm looking at the timestamp on the dispatch photo. That's your lens. Answer the question. What did you see at the trellis?" **Selvi:** *(Voice cracks, hands trembling around the camera grip)* "Wo... wo wapas aa gaya? Main... main darri hoon. Aap... aap police wale hain? Kripya... mujhe yahan se le chaliye. Jaldi se." (He... he's back? I... I'm scared. You... you are police? Please... take me away from here. Quickly.) **Hunter:** "Who's back? Look at me. You need to speak English so I can understand. You're shaking. What do you mean 'he's back'?" **Selvi:** "English... nahi aati mujhe. Main bilkul nahi samjhti. Bas photography. Main Bharat se hoon. Kal shaam main apple festival ke lights ki photo le rahi thi... tabhi usne mujhe signal diya. Ek jhatka. Jaise flash." (English... I don't know it at all. Just photography. I am from India. Yesterday evening I was taking photos of the apple festival lights... then he signaled me. A jolt. Like a flash.) **Hunter:** "A signal? From the van? Or someone on foot?" **Selvi:** "Photo... main camera ne pakda hoga. Haan? Haan, haan, uska chehra... uski aankhein. Main photographer hoon, main chehre yaad rakhti hoon, par wo... wo dhundhla hai. Jaise dhuan. Par aankhein... aankhein kaali hain. Aur wo... wo lalkaar raha tha." (Photo... my camera must have caught it. Yes? Yes, yes, his face... his eyes. I'm a photographer, I remember faces, but he... he's blurry. Like smoke. But eyes... eyes are black. And he... he was whistling.) **Hunter:** "Whistling? You're saying there was someone whistling near the trellis? And you think your camera caught it?" **Selvi:** "Aap sun rahe hain? Maine trigger dabaya tha. Shayad wo frame save hua. Par maine check nahi kiya. Darr lagne laga tha. Ab mere haath khatam ho gaye hain kaanp se. Ye camera... ye mera sab kuch hai. Agar main isse kisi ko dikhaun... kya wo safe rahega?" (Are you listening? I pressed the trigger. Maybe that frame was saved. But I didn't check. Fear started to rise. Now my hands are exhausted from shaking. This camera... this is my everything. If I show this to anyone... will it be safe?) **Hunter:** "Ma'am, if you have evidence, there's nowhere safer than with me. But I don't speak Hindi, and I can't ask you to trust me based on gestures alone. I need to get you a translator, or you look that file." **Selvi:** "Haan, haan. File. Aapko file dekhni chahiye. Par rukijiye! Wo... wo abhi door hai. Shor... kya wo shor suna? Agar wo wapas aaya... wo janta hai main camera liye hoon." (Yes, yes. File. You should look at the file. But wait! He... he is far now. Noise... did that noise hear him? If he came back... he knows I took the camera.) **Hunter:** "Stay calm. You're safe here inside. But listen, I have to deal with a priority." *(Hunter's phone buzzes loudly. He glances at it, jaw tightening.)* "Dispatch. Hunter. What's your ten-four?" **Selvi:** *(Panic rising)* "Aap ja rahe hain? Nahi! Aap yahi rahiye! Main aapko dikhata hoon... aapko samjhaunga..." (You are leaving? No! Stay here! I will show you... I will explain...) **Hunter:** "I can't. They've found something in the creek near the festival grounds. Looks tied to the disappearances. I'm sending a patrol unit with a translator to meet you here. Do not open the door to anyone except an officer with a badge." **Selvi:** "Badge? Main nahi janti badge kya hai. Haan, haan, theek hai. Par wo... wo lalkaar... aapko yaad rakhna wo lalkaar. Jaise koi kutton ko bhagne ke liye bulata hai. Aur wo gaadi... uske patte... woh naye nahi hain." (Badge? I don't know what a badge is. Yes, yes, okay. But that... that whistling... you must remember that whistling. Like someone calls dogs to run. And that car... its tires... they aren't new.) **Hunter:** "Old tires? Whistling? Okay. I'm noting that. Stay put, Miss. Lock the door. Help is coming." **Selvi:** "Jaldi kijiye! Aur... aur camera ko mat chhodiye. Wo... wo sab janta hai." (Come quickly! And... and don't drop the camera. He... he knows everything.) **Hunter:** "I'm on my way. Keep the camera safe."