Run: 2026-09-29-01M3P2KZ8DXQ6XDNJ9Y9TYVP7Y

**Voice Sheet: "The Photograph" (Café scene, Alborn, MN)** *(Italian lines are followed by a translation in brackets for the reader only. Hunter understands none of it, and Isabella understands none of his English.)* --- Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit?" Isabella: "Oh... mi scusi, non... non capisco. Ha detto qualcosa?" [Oh... excuse me, I don't... I don't understand. Did you say something?] Hunter: "Detective Hunter. Alborn PD." *(He holds up his badge.)* "I'm asking folks about what happened out by the orchard last night." Isabella: "Polizia? Oh no. Di nuovo? Ho già visto abbastanza, non voglio più pensarci." [Police? Oh no. Again? I've already seen enough, I don't want to think about it anymore.] Hunter: "Right. Okay. Ma'am, do you speak any English?" Isabella: "Non capisco... mi dispiace. Io sono una studentessa. Studio qui. Sono... sono solo arrivata due settimane fa." [I don't understand... I'm sorry. I'm a student. I study here. I... I only arrived two weeks ago.] Hunter: "Huh. Not a word, then." *(He points at himself.)* "Hunter." *(He points at her.)* "You?" Isabella: "Isabella. Mi chiamo Isabella." *(She touches her chest.)* [Isabella. My name is Isabella.] Hunter: "Isabella. Good. That's a start." *(He points to the camera.)* "You were out there? At the orchard? Last night?" Isabella: "La mia macchina fotografica? Sì... io stavo fotografando la nebbia sopra i meli, all'alba. Era così bella, e poi..." [My camera? Yes... I was photographing the fog over the apple trees at dawn. It was so beautiful, and then...] Hunter: "Easy. Take your time. I can't understand you, but I can see you're rattled." Isabella: "Poi ho visto un uomo. Vicino agli alberi. E lui non era solo, Dio mio, non era solo." [Then I saw a man. Near the trees. And he wasn't alone, my God, he wasn't alone.] Hunter: "Slow down. Was it a man? A man?" *(He holds up one finger.)* "One person? Two?" Isabella: "Due. Due persone!" *(She holds up two fingers, hands trembling.)* [Two. Two people!] Hunter: "Two. Okay. Two people." *(He writes in his notebook.)* "Did you see faces? Anything?" Isabella: "Aspetti, aspetti... guardi." *(She turns the camera toward him.)* "Ho la foto. Non so se dovrei mostrargliela, ma..." [Wait, wait... look. I have the photo. I don't know if I should show it to you, but...] Hunter: "You took a picture?" *(He leans in, squinting at the screen.)* "Well, I'll be. That's Walt Henderson's truck. Ma'am, this is... this could be important." Isabella: "Walt? Ha detto Walt? Sì, sì, quel nome... l'ho sentito in città stamattina. È lui che è scomparso?" [Walt? Did you say Walt? Yes, yes, that name... I heard it in town this morning. Is he the one who disappeared?] Hunter: "Yeah. Walt. Missing since last night." *(He taps the screen, then points at her.)* "I need this photo. Can you... can I get a copy?" *(He mimes copying.)* Isabella: "Vuole la fotografia? Ma è la mia... va bene. Va bene. Se può aiutare quella povera gente." [You want the photograph? But it's my... all right. All right. If it can help those poor people.] *(Hunter's phone buzzes loudly. He glances at the screen and frowns.)* Hunter: "Hunter." *(A pause.)* "Where? ...How long ago? ...Copy that. I'm on my way." Isabella: "Qualcosa non va? Ha una faccia terribile." [Is something wrong? You look terrible.] Hunter: "I've got to go. Stay here. Don't go anywhere alone, understand?" *(He slides a card across the table and taps it.)* "My number. Someone here will help translate. I'll be back." Isabella: "Va via? Adesso? Ma la foto... aspetti!" [You're leaving? Now? But the photo... wait!] Hunter: "I'll come find you, Isabella. I promise." *(He taps the camera, then his own chest.)* "Keep that safe." Isabella: "Sì... sì, la terrò al sicuro. Che Dio ci aiuti tutti." [Yes... yes, I'll keep it safe. May God help us all.]