Run: 2026-10-08-01M4D9W8MD4TTWZ4KH80HXDJK1

**Scene: The Corner Café, Alborn, MN** Marie: "Excusez-moi, je ne comprends pas. Pourquoi est-ce que tout le monde me regarde comme ça ?" *(Excuse me, I don't understand. Why is everyone looking at me like that?)* Hunter: "Ma'am, I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police. I'm asking about the Halvorsen farm. You were out there Tuesday night, right?" Marie: "Je suis désolée, je ne parle pas anglais. Je... je ne sais pas ce que vous voulez dire." *(I'm sorry, I don't speak English. I... I don't know what you mean.)* Hunter: "Okay. Halvorsen. Farm. Tuesday. You took pictures out there?" *(He taps the camera strap on the table.)* Marie: "Les photos. Oui. J'ai pris des photos du champ au lever du soleil. Et puis j'ai vu la lumière dans la grange, et il y avait quelqu'un..." *(The photos. Yes. I took photos of the field at sunrise. And then I saw a light in the barn, and there was someone...)* "Mon Dieu, je n'arrive pas à l'oublier." Hunter: "Hey, slow down. Are you okay? You're shaking." *(He pulls out a chair and sits across from her.)* "Look, I don't speak French, but I can tell something scared you. Did you see someone take those people?" Marie: "Il tenait une lampe, et il regardait directement vers moi. Je me suis cachée derrière les pommiers. Je ne voulais pas qu'il me voie." *(He was holding a lamp, and he was looking straight at me. I hid behind the apple trees. I didn't want him to see me.)* Hunter: "Apple trees. Okay. So you hid. Smart." *(He nods slowly, then leans in.)* "Can I see the camera? Maybe the photos can tell us something." Marie: "Non, attendez. Ce sont mes photos, mes paysages. Il y a des choses que je ne veux pas montrer à un inconnu." *(No, wait. These are my photos, my landscapes. There are things I don't want to show a stranger.)* "Vous ne comprenez rien, n'est-ce pas ?" Hunter: "No, I really don't. But I get that you don't want to hand it over. Here's my card." *(He slides a card across the table.)* "If you want to tell me in English later, or find someone who speaks French to translate, I'll listen. Okay?" Marie: "Vous êtes gentil, mais je ne sais pas à qui faire confiance ici." *(You're kind, but I don't know who to trust here.)* Hunter: "Fair enough. Nobody's really trustworthy around here lately, huh?" *(His phone buzzes. He glances at the screen and grimaces.)* "Sorry, I have to take this. Stay here, okay? Don't go back out to the farm alone." Marie: "Attendez... ne partez pas." *(Wait... don't leave.)* Hunter: "I'll be back. Lock your door tonight, Marie. Whatever that name is, I'm sure you'd agree." Marie: "Marie. C'est mon nom. Marie." *(Marie. That's my name. Marie.)* Hunter: *(pointing at himself)* "Hunter." *(He stands, pulls on his jacket, and answers the phone as he walks out the door.)* "Yeah, this is Hunter. What've you got?"