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Who can blame me? But I’ve got a
               family and I’m back in college
               and I need to be the old Lee for
               one more night.
                10.
               FELIX (CONT'D)
                She storms off into the trees, leaving him holding the baby
               bag. He looks at the digital display a moment longer where
               she is smiling and happy but half in shadow then starts
               after her.
               CABIN - CONTINUOUS - EXT
               Paul has got another beer and plate of cold burgers from
               the barbecue and is offering them to Crash and Shay.
               PAUL
               No sense of adventure. That’s
               what’s wrong with you lot.
               CRASH
                Salmonella’s an adventure I can
               do without.
               PAUL
               Yeah, but it’s clever see.
               Tomorrow morning, you can blame
               the hangover on food poisoning.
                SHANNON
               There is a sort of logic to it.
               Crash shakes his head again and, now disinterested in them,
               Paul wanders away and over to the porch steps - which he
               trips over. In the window of the upper front room, a face
               hovers behind a net curtain. It first looks at Paul and
               then outwards, surveying the party.
                SHANNON (CONT'D)
               That’s Grandad. He’s a bit nuts
               but quite sweet.
               CRASH
               Why’s he staring at me? And how
               nuts is nuts?
                11.
                SHANNON
               He worries about me.
               Lee appears behind him and grabs his shoulders, making
               Crash jump. He turns to her, the old man in the window
               forgotten.  She grabs a paper cup from the nearest reveller
               and downs it’s contents in one.
               LEE
               That’s better. Crash, can I have
               a word?
               He offers the goofiest of grins to Shay and allows himself
               to be pulled away to the slightly quieter porch area.
               There is a muffled crash behind them and the can crushing
               boy staggers out of the door, muttering apologies.
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