Run: 2026-10-08-01M4DAHA2AGGZ4SZBF9SV6BRF7

**Scene: The Corner Table at Bellweather Café, Alborn, MN, late October** *Isabella sits by the window, turning her camera over in her hands. Hunter pushes through the door, shakes off the cold, and walks straight to her table. He is holding a folded photo of a missing woman.* **Hunter:** "Excuse me. Miss? I'm Detective Hunter with the county. I'm trying to find out what you saw Thursday night, near the Hollis orchard. Did you see Carla Menk out there?" **Isabella:** "Mi scusi, non capisco. Non so cosa sta dicendo." *[Excuse me, I don't understand. I don't know what you're saying.]* **Hunter:** "Okay. Let's try again. Thursday. The orchard. You were out there with that camera?" **Isabella:** "Ho visto delle luci. Tante luci, e poi un urlo. Non riesco a smettere di pensarci." *[I saw lights. Many lights, and then a scream. I can't stop thinking about it.]* *(Her voice cracks. She grips the camera tighter.)* **Hunter:** *(softening, leaning in)* "Hey. Take it easy. Nobody's in trouble here. Are you okay?" **Isabella:** "Per favore, mi aiuti a capire. Sono qui da tre settimane e nessuno mi ascolta." *[Please, help me understand. I've been here three weeks and nobody listens to me.]* **Hunter:** "I wish I could understand a word of that. Look, I'm not getting far. Can you show me something? Anything?" *(Isabella hesitates, then turns the camera around and thumbs through the screen. She stops on a photo: a dim orchard at dusk, a row of lanterns, and at the edge of the frame, a figure in a pale coat.)* **Isabella:** "Questa è la foto. Guardi. Era lì, al margine degli alberi." *[This is the photo. Look. She was there, at the edge of the trees.]* **Hunter:** *(leaning closer, squinting)* "Carla wore a coat like that. Pale green, right? Can you zoom in? Yeah, that's her. Okay, that's something." *(Isabella nods quickly, eyes wet, and says something rapid in Italian. Hunter shakes his head with a half-smile of frustration.)* **Hunter:** "I'm going to need that card. I'll get you a receipt, and I'll get someone who speaks Italian down here, I promise." **Isabella:** "Non posso darglielo. È l'unica prova che ho." *[I can't give it to you. It's the only proof I have.]* *(Hunter's phone buzzes. He glances at the screen, and his expression tightens.)* **Hunter:** *(into the phone)* "Hunter. Yeah. Where? ... Okay. Twenty minutes." *(He lowers the phone and looks back at Isabella.)* "I have to go. Don't leave town, and don't delete anything. Understand? Keep that card safe." **Isabella:** "Aspetti! Torni, la prego. Ho bisogno che qualcuno mi creda." *[Wait! Come back, please. I need someone to believe me.]* **Hunter:** *(pausing at the door, murmuring to himself)* "Yeah. Me too." *(The door closes behind him. Isabella looks down at the photo, then slowly lifts her eyes to the orchard visible through the café window.)*