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Description:SCENE OPENS on Jeff (Jake Adams). He sits nervously in his car. He taps the steering wheel, looking at his watch impatiently. His phone rings. He answers it, putting it on speaker. Hey man, he says to the phone. Hey little bro, his brother Bobby greets him. 'So did you pick her up yet?' Bobby asks. No not yet, he's actually at the airport now, her plane's already landed so now he's just waiting for her to get through customs, he says. IF she gets through customs, who KNOWS what she's hiding, Bobby says with a little laugh. That's not funny, Jeff says. He knows how he feels about this whole thing, but he doesn't need to constantly be taking little shots at him, Jeff says crossly. 'Sorry, it's just...I'm worried about you. She's a MAIL ORDER BRIDE for fuck's sake,' Bobby says. Jeff sighs, exasperated. Yeah, he knows that he sounds like a broken record, but really: how much does he ACTUALLY know about this girl?, Bobby asks, concerned. 'We've been over this a million times now Bobby. She's a 22-year-old girl from a small town. She's never even been on a PLANE before. She's just looking for a better life. And I can GIVE her that life,' Jeff says. Bobby sighs. They have a connection, Jeff adds. It's really easy to fake a connection with someone when they're MILES away and you've only ever talked to them on the phone, Bobby continues.'Let's face it, Jeff. When Dad died he left us A LOT of money, and there are certain people who would want to...take advantage of that. You're a good guy Jeff. You're one of the most trusting people I know. But YOU'VE NEVER met this person. You don't know who she really is. I DON'T want to see you get hurt, man' Bobby says. 'I hear you, Bobby, but I DO know her. The things we've shared in our conversations...look, I love you, but I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself,' Jeff says. Before Bobby can respond, Jeff looks out the window of his car. She's here! He's gotta go, he says excitedly. Bobby seems to be about to say something, but Jeff seemingly ends the call and tosses the phone on the passenger seat as he hops out of the car. He didn't end the call properly and Bobby can be heard saying 'Hello? Jeff? Think you forgot to hang up the call, bud.' Bobby sighs loudly. 'Goddammit, just be careful, Jeff,' Bobby says worriedly to himself, ending the call with a click.
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Description: SCENE OPENS on Jeff (Jake Adams). He sits nervously in his car. He taps the steering wheel, looking at his watch impatiently. His phone rings. He answers it, putting it on speaker. Hey man, he says to the phone. Hey little bro, his brother Bobby greets him. 'So did you pick her up yet?' Bobby asks. No not yet, he's actually at the airport now, her plane's already landed so now he's just waiting for her to get through customs, he says. IF she gets through customs, who KNOWS what she's hiding, Bobby says with a little laugh. That's not funny, Jeff says. He knows how he feels about this whole thing, but he doesn't need to constantly be taking little shots at him, Jeff says crossly. 'Sorry, it's just...I'm worried about you. She's a MAIL ORDER BRIDE for fuck's sake,' Bobby says. Jeff sighs, exasperated. Yeah, he knows that he sounds like a broken record, but really: how much does he ACTUALLY know about this girl?, Bobby asks, concerned. 'We've been over this a million times now Bobby. She's a 22-year-old girl from a small town. She's never even been on a PLANE before. She's just looking for a better life. And I can GIVE her that life,' Jeff says. Bobby sighs. They have a connection, Jeff adds. It's really easy to fake a connection with someone when they're MILES away and you've only ever talked to them on the phone, Bobby continues.'Let's face it, Jeff. When Dad died he left us A LOT of money, and there are certain people who would want to...take advantage of that. You're a good guy Jeff. You're one of the most trusting people I know. But YOU'VE NEVER met this person. You don't know who she really is. I DON'T want to see you get hurt, man' Bobby says. 'I hear you, Bobby, but I DO know her. The things we've shared in our conversations...look, I love you, but I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself,' Jeff says. Before Bobby can respond, Jeff looks out the window of his car. She's here! He's gotta go, he says excitedly. Bobby seems to be about to say something, but Jeff seemingly ends the call and tosses the phone on the passenger seat as he hops out of the car. He didn't end the call properly and Bobby can be heard saying 'Hello? Jeff? Think you forgot to hang up the call, bud.' Bobby sighs loudly. 'Goddammit, just be careful, Jeff,' Bobby says worriedly to himself, ending the call with a click.