Run: 2026-10-09-01M4FYGKKRSMXJ5C104JN4Q6E0

**Voice Sheet: "Snapshot at the Corner Café"** *Setting: A small outdoor café in Alborn, MN, early morning. Melanie sits alone at a wrought-iron table, turning her camera over in her hands. Hunter approaches with a folder under his arm.* Hunter: "Morning. Mind if I sit? I'm Detective Hunter. I'm talking to people who were in town last Thursday, the night the Jansen twins went missing. I hear you've been out with that camera a lot this week." Melanie: "Entschuldigung, ich... ich verstehe Sie nicht. Bitte, sprechen Sie langsam." Hunter: "Sorry, I didn't catch that. Do you speak English?" Melanie: "Nein, nein. Ich spreche nur Deutsch. Ich... ich habe die Fotos gesehen. Die Fotos vom Apfelfest. Da war jemand am Fluss. Ein Mann. Er hat etwas getragen. Es war schwer, glaube ich. Ich weiß nicht, was ich tun soll." Hunter: *(pauses, frowning)* "Okay. I got 'Fotos,' and I got 'Fluss.' Anything else? Look, I'm not trying to scare you. Can you show me the pictures?" Melanie: *(hugging the camera to her chest, voice unsteady)* "Ich habe es nicht gelöscht. Ich konnte es nicht löschen. Er hat die Brücke angesehen, und dann hat er geschaut, direkt in meine Richtung. Ich habe mich versteckt. Ich habe so viel Angst gehabt." Hunter: "Hey, slow down. You're shaking. Take a breath." *(He sets the folder down and slides a bottle of water across the table.)* "Drink this. Nobody's going to hurt you here. This is the town square, half the county's out for coffee." Melanie: *(hesitantly takes the water, whispers)* "Danke. Es tut mir leid. Ich bin so müde. Seit Donnerstag schlafe ich nicht richtig." Hunter: "Thursday. Right. That's when the twins were last seen. So you were out on the river path Thursday night?" Melanie: *(nodding, then pulling the camera strap over her head and holding it out with both hands)* "Ja. Ich habe den Sonnenuntergang fotografiert. Hier. Bitte, schauen Sie. Das ist der Mann. Ich glaube, das ist der Mann." Hunter: *(taking the camera carefully, turning it toward the light, squinting at the small screen)* "Huh. That's a grainy shot. Is that... a figure on the footbridge? Carrying something over his shoulder?" Melanie: *(softly, almost to herself)* "Ja. Über der Schulter. Wie ein Sack." Hunter: *(looking up, eyes narrowing with a flash of understanding)* "Over the shoulder. Like a sack. Okay. I got that much." *(He hands the camera back.)* "I'm going to need you to come down to the station this afternoon. I'll get someone who speaks German to meet you there. Can you do that?" Melanie: "Ja. Ja, ich komme. Aber bitte, sagen Sie niemandem, dass ich die Fotos gemacht habe. Ich habe Angst." Hunter: *(a beat, then quietly)* "Nobody hears about it from me. Whatever you're saying, I believe you're scared. That's enough for now." *(Hunter's phone buzzes loudly on the table. He glances at the screen, his jaw tightening.)* Hunter: "I have to take this. Stay right here, okay? Finish the water. I'll be back in five minutes." *(Into the phone)* "Hunter. Yeah. Where? ...Tell them I'm on my way." Melanie: *(looking up, uncertain)* "Wann kommen Sie zurück?" Hunter: *(already standing, grabbing the folder, pausing)* "Soon. I promise. Don't go back down to the river." *(Hunter exits quickly. Melanie watches him go, then looks down at her camera and slowly scrolls back through the images.)* Melanie: *(under her breath)* "Bitte, komm zurück." *End scene.*