( BAD MOON RISING )
CAFE
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Dean clicks on "Corporate Contact" on the Bicklebee Realty web page. A message pops up reading "We're sorry, the site you are trying to access has been blocked."
"Son of a bitch." Dean makes a call to Frank. The scene alternates between the café and Frank's trailer.
Frank is eating from a can. "This better be good." He says.
"Frank, hey, I don't mean to double-dip in your crazy sauce. No offense." Dean says.
"None taken, fudge pop." Frank says.
"But I think I found something." Dean says.
"My silence is your cue, Dean."
"All right, so, there's this new company that's buying up a whole bunch of, uh, mom-'n'-pops in Portland, but I hit a firewall when I tried to access its site. Think you can crack it?" Dean asks.
"Can a dog play poker?" Frank asks.
"I don't..."
"The answer is yes. What's the company name?" Asks Frank.
"Uh, Geothrive, Inc." Dean says.
On the laptop screen above the firewall message is the company logo, which reads: "Geothrive Inc. Innovative Technology for the Future."
ROAD
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Sam is driving while clearly very sleepy. He almost overshoots a bend, blinks several times, then nods off. A large truck is coming towards him and the driver honks the horn. Sam nearly collides with the truck before he wakes and veers sharply to the side.
"Sam!" Elena yells.
COFFEE STAND
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The Barista puts two pumps of something into a coffee cup. "Wait! I said one pump sugar-free, not two." George says.
"Extra pump's on the house."
"That's very nice, but my boss is gonna be able to tell, okay, so please just make me a new one." Says George.
"There's people in line, and I'm here all alone, so... enjoy the free pump." The Barista says.
"How 'bout make me a new one?"
"How 'bout you eat me?" Says Te Barista.
"Don't tempt me. You're lucky I'm late." George says.
"So lucky. Next."
"Can I get a, uh, a-a triple red-eye, please?" Sam asks.
"It's your funeral." The Barista says. George turns and looks at Sam, then hurries away.
STREET OUTSIDE
ANTIQUE STORE
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Sam gets out of the pick-up truck, which is parked outside the antique store. Scott comes to the door of the store. "What are you talking about, George? Where's my coffee?" Joyce asks.
George is watching from across the street. The scene alternates between the street and Bicklebee Realty. "I am seriously not kidding." He says.
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