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INT. AFTER HOURS CLUB - NIGHT<br />
The BARTENDER walks down the bar to where Jack arrives.<br />
BARTENDER<br />
What'll it be, Jack?<br />
JACK<br />
(pulls out wallet)<br />
A bottle of Scotch.<br />
As the Bartender turns for one, the only bill Jack finds<br />
is the President Grant fifty. The things he's done for<br />
fifty bucks... As he looks up with despair at his<br />
reflection in the bar mirror, the Bartneder sets down a<br />
bottle and shot glass. He plucks the fifty from Jack's<br />
hand.<br />
Jack grabs the bottle and starts out.<br />
BARTENDER<br />
Hey! Your change!<br />
INT. 1736 NOTTINGHAM (LYNN BRACKEN'S) - BEDROOM - NIGHT<br />
Spent, Bud and Lynn lie in bed. SHe traces a finger over<br />
his bicep as he muses on the ceiling.<br />
BUD<br />
Who was that guy who was here<br />
earlier?<br />
Lynn's tracing finger stops on Bud's shoulder -- a small<br />
white scar.<br />
LYNN<br />
It doesn't matter. All they get<br />
is Veronica Lake. You got the<br />
real Lynn Margaret Bracken...<br />
(re: scar)<br />
Where'd this <strong>com</strong>e from?<br />
BUD<br />
When I was ten, my old man threw a<br />
bottle at my mother. I guess I<br />
got in the way.<br />
LYNN<br />
So you saved her.<br />
BUD<br />
Yeah. But not for long.<br />
Bud looks away. Lynn sees he doesn't want to talk about<br />
it.
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