Page 5 - Into The Blue

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WENDY (CONT’D)
That is not grocery shopping, Mia -
(sees the bottles of scotch, stops in
her tracks)
- what the hell’s that?

MIA
It’s called liquor.

WENDY
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You hate scotch.
MIA
Not today.
WENDY swoops down, gathers up the
bottles, and crosses the room. MIA
grabs the second grocery bag, defiantly
grins, and unloads four more scotch
bottles.

WENDY
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Have you fucking lost your mind?
MIA
Oh. The apparition asks me if I’m crazy. That’s ironic.
MIA opens a bottle.

WENDY
You can’t drink that much scotch.

MIA
I’m taking over for you.
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MIA starts to chug.

WENDY
(holding up her bottles)
I’m pouring this out.

MIA flips WENDY off and continues
chugging. WENDY stomps up the hallway
into the kitchen. Sounds of liquid
running down a drain. MIA continues
drinking, unruffled. WENDY stomps
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back into the living room.
WENDY
Now give me the rest.
MIA lays her scotch bottles on the
floor and lies on top of them. WENDY
stands by, exasperated.

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