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MEEKS<br />
Cut me some slack. I used to be a<br />
cop.<br />
BUD<br />
Turner Meeks? Never heard of you.<br />
LYNN<br />
(exiting store)<br />
We just call him Buzz.<br />
Bud raps on Susan's window with his badge. It <strong>com</strong>es<br />
down.<br />
You okay?<br />
BUD<br />
Beside her, a man leans over. Pierce Patchett, seen<br />
before at the freeway unveiling, is a man used to being<br />
chauffeured. Like FDR, he smokes his cigarette in a<br />
holder.<br />
She's fine.<br />
PATCHETT<br />
BUD<br />
(menacing)<br />
I'm not asking you.<br />
Patchett has no idea he's walking on thin ice. As he<br />
stares impatiently at Bud, Bud looks back to Susan.<br />
BUD<br />
Somebody hit you?<br />
LYNN<br />
It's not what you think.<br />
Bud looks to see Lynn Bracken moving to the driver's<br />
door.<br />
BUD<br />
What is it then?<br />
SUSAN<br />
You got the wrong idea, Mister.<br />
I'm fine.<br />
Susan laughs. Patchett eases back into the shadows.<br />
LYNN<br />
(getting in the car)<br />
But it's nice to know you care.<br />
Bud considers Meeks' gun license, then hands him back the<br />
.38 and wallet. Lifting his booze, Bud watches Meeks get<br />
back in the car.
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