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SCRIPT
THOMAS comes out of the front door of number 39 and walks over to his Rolls-Royce.
He throws the pictures into the back seat, and jumps behind the wheel.
The two teenagers run out after him.
The PHOTOGRAPHER slips his coat on and glances at the BRUNETTE’s handbag, as they lean on the side of the car.
THOMAS
You can get rid of that bag – it’s diabolical.
She hides the bag away at once.
THOMAS starts the engine and drives away.
The two girls run after him for a bit, camera tracking back on the front of the car.
BLONDE
Can’t we come back this afternoon?
But THOMAS is already speeding away.
He turns on the radio.
Jazz.
The girls are left behind, standing on the kerb.
THOMAS mouths the beat of the music.