SCENE: 20 years from now. ISLA is looking at photos from when she was a toddler.
ISLA: Sigh. I love these old photos. My Dad was so handsome.
A pile of blankets on the sofa stirs. HAINES emerges. He is unshaven, badly hung over and clutching a Hugo Award.
HAINES: Eh? Yeah well, I was sick then. Easy to stay trim. God, my head hurts. That George RR Martin sure can drink heaps, now that he's a robot. Make us a coffee, love?
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They are just divine. The love between you three just shines out of every frame. And I just wanna eat Isla up. (Pepper sauce, anyone?)
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SCENE: 20 years from now. ISLA is looking at photos from when she was a toddler.
ISLA: Sigh. I love these old photos. My Dad was so handsome.
A pile of blankets on the sofa stirs. HAINES emerges. He is unshaven, badly hung over and clutching a Hugo Award.
HAINES: Eh? Yeah well, I was sick then. Easy to stay trim. God, my head hurts. That George RR Martin sure can drink heaps, now that he's a robot. Make us a coffee, love?
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