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Billy walks in. Clean, crisp suit. His eyes are instantly drawn to the stage: |
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The spotlight on Greta in a sequined dress as she belts out a seductive anthem before sultry background dancers. She's a star. | |||
BILLY (V.O.) I just had to hand her the tickets. Next train to Santa Fe. We'd be gone from this. She'd be gone from this.
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Billy pulls Train Tickets out of his breast pocket.
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BILLY (V.O.) Course, she probably wouldn't take 'um. Always dreaming, never awake to reality.
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He puts the tickets away, takes a seat at a table to watch.
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BILLY (V.O.) Would'a done me good not to wake up either.
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