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In Chapter 7 of RIDGEWAY, Cate tells Kayla on social media about her plan to drive across the country to be with her ... which thrills Kayla ...
INT. KAYLA’S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - NIGHT
Kayla sits at the kitchen table
in front of her computer.
A BIG FLUFFY ORANGE AND WHITE CAT
sits next to the mouse pad.
ON THE FLAT SCREEN
We see a Friendbook chat window.
A conversation scrolls down:
Cate:
And then I felt a huge weight lift.
I’ll just pack up the fucking car
and drive -- to YOU.
Kayla:
This is incredible.
I’m so excited.
INT. CATE’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Cate sits at her work station
typing on her laptop.
ON HER SCREEN
Cate:
When Roberta suggested it,
I felt this big weight
lift off my shoulders.
Kayla:
What are you gonna do
about all your stuff?
Cate:
Roberta’s gonna let me
store my books and movies
in her garage. I’m throwing
away everything else.
As George Carlin said,
‘It’s just stuff.’
Kayla:
I’m can’t believe
this is happening.
It’s a like a
dream come true.
CATE
Lights a smoke.
Smiles. Starts typing.
Cate:
The long nightmare is over.
And I’m bringing an ounce
of primo weed from Surfer Tom.
Kayla:
Wow. BIG love.
Cate:
BIGGER love, baby.
KAYLA
Smiles. Starts to type, but
the cat sits on her hand.
She tries to gently move it,
but it CLAWS at her,
drawing blood.
KAYLA
OW.
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