Again this is a conversation already in progress. Sadie has dropped
by to visit Miles, and she admits that her black eye was no accident.
Miles: Is black alright?
Sadie: Yeah, that's fine. Thanks
Miles: I'm glad you stopped by.
I don't know how much I like having all this free time on my hands.
Sadie: Yeah. You know, it's weird.
I thought I'd be happy to have some time off and not have to work,
but now I kind of wish I had a job just for something to do.
Miles: What about going back to
that club? You seemed to really like working there. Maybe you just
needed some time off.
Miles: I was just thinking…you
seemed to enjoy working there…so maybe you could go back, just until
you find something better.
Sadie: I don't really want to go
Miles: Okay…so, what kind of job
are you looking to get now?
Sadie: (visibly upset) I don't
know…Miles, can we talk about something else?
Miles: You didn't get that black
eye from falling in the shower did you, Sadie?
Sadie: I gotta go. (gets up to
Miles: Sadie. Look, I'm sorry,
sit down…Sit down. I didn't mean to say that.
Sadie: (almost to herself) You're
Sadie: You're right. I didn't fall
in the shower.
Miles: How did it happen?
Sadie: I'd rather not say.
Miles: Look. If someone hurt you,
you should report it to the police. Who was it? Was it someone at
Sadie: The police have the guy
already…Miles, please, I'd just…
Miles: It's alright. I didn't
mean to upset you.
Sadie: Oh god, my make up…Can I
use your bathroom for a minute?