Run: 2026-10-13-01M4TBH283H6HS623E7ZY94YVP

**VOICE SHEET — "The Orchard Night"** *Scene: A café in Alborn, MN, during Apple Festival week. Selvi's lines are in Hindi — translations in parentheses are for the reader only; Hunter understands none of them.* --- Hunter: "Excuse me, ma'am. Detective Hunter, Alborn Police. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Selvi: "Jee? ... Mujhe maaf kijiye, mujhe angrezi nahi aati." *(Yes? ... I'm sorry, I don't speak English.)* Hunter: "I'll take that as a 'maybe.' I'm looking into what happened to Dale Pederson — went missing three nights ago, right when half this town was stringing lights for the Apple Festival. Somebody said you were out by the Hartman orchard that evening. With your camera." Selvi: "Woh raat...? Haan, main wahan thi. Seb ke baagh ke paas tasveerein le rahi thi. Chand bahut khoobsurat tha..." *(That night...? Yes, I was there. I was taking pictures near the apple orchard. The moon was so beautiful...)* Hunter: "Ma'am, I hate to say it, but I have no earthly idea what you just said. Do you speak any English? Eng-lish?" Selvi: "Nahi... angrezi nahi. Lekin suniye, zaroori baat hai — maine ek gadi dekhi. Kali gadi, bina batti ke. Aur phir... cheekh. Kisi ki cheekh suni maine." *(No... no English. But listen, it's important — I saw a vehicle. A black vehicle, no lights. And then... a scream. I heard someone scream.)* Hunter: "Okay. Okay, slow down. You're shaking. Whatever it is, I want to help, but you've got to meet me halfway. Is there anybody in this café who speaks Hindi? Anybody at all?" Selvi: "Main darr gayi thi. Pedon ke peeche chhup gayi. Mujhe bahut darr lag raha hai..." *(I was terrified. I hid behind the trees. I'm so frightened...)* Hunter: "Your camera. You keep looking down at it. Were you taking pictures that night? Pic-tures?" Selvi: "Haan! Dekhiye, dekhiye — meri tasveeron mein kuch hai. Yeh gadi... aur yahan, pedon ke beech, koi khada hai." *(Yes! Look, look — there's something in my photos. This vehicle... and here, between the trees, someone is standing.)* Hunter: "Hold on — go back. That one. Is that a van behind the tree line? Can you zoom in? Zoom?" Selvi: "Kya aap samajh rahe hain jo main dikhana chahti hoon?" *(Do you understand what I'm trying to show you?)* Hunter: "Plates caked with mud. Whoever this is, they didn't want to be read. Hang on — there's an app for this. Uh... 'Aapne... kya... dekha?' That anywhere close?" Selvi: "Haan, maine dekha! Gadi... aur cheekh... aur woh aadmi—" *(Yes, I saw! The vehicle... and the scream... and that man—)* Hunter: "Phone says you saw... 'the black box swallow the night.' That can't be right. Worthless thing. The Corps taught me a little Arabic, a little Pashto. Never Hindi. Figures." Selvi: "Kya woh aadmi theek hoga? Kripya usse dhoondh lijiye..." *(Will that man be all right? Please find him...)* Hunter: "I wish I knew what you were saying, ma'am. I truly do. But whatever it is — it's got you scared, and that tells me plenty." Hunter: "—Sorry, I have to take this. Hunter. ... Yeah. When? ... You're sure it's his? ... Nobody touches a thing, I'm ten minutes out." Hunter: "They found Dale's boot down by Six-Mile Creek. I have to go. But you — stay in town. Stay. Tomorrow I'm coming back with somebody who speaks Hindi. You understand? To-mor-row." Selvi: "Kripya jaldi kijiyega... usne meri taraf dekha tha. Usne mujhe dekha." *(Please hurry... he looked toward me. He saw me.)* Hunter: "I don't know what you just said. But I'm going to find out. That's a promise."