There's actually a major plot point here! Foreshadowing! Ooooh!

Last Time. . .

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EXT, Sidewalk, Early Evening- Continuous

USAGI follows MAKOTO down the sidewalk. We hear the sound of sirens as police cruisers or ambulances occasionally pass by.

USAGI

Where are we going? Makoto?

Just then, a low flying jet liner appears in the sky. Makoto freezes, her eyes following the jet as it passes behind a building, out of sight.

USAGI

What was that?

(beat)

Makoto?

MAKOTO

(almost monotone)

Flights are being redirected away from Haneda. I saw it the train but. . .

(pause, then sighs)

Whatever.

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EXT, Sempai's House

MAKOTO walks up to the house, checking inside the windows.

USAGI

Mako--

MAKOTO

(whispers)

Shut up!

MAKOTO sneaks up to the house, crouching beneath the first floor windows, motioning to USAGI to stay back. When she comes up to the mailbox, she OPENS IT and DROPS IN THE PHONE. Then, grabbing onto USAGI'S hand, she runs away.

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EXT, Waterway- Continuous

USAGI and MAKOTO run alongside an inner-city waterway, overshadowed by a massive freeway overpass. After a moment, they come to a halt. MAKOTO quickly looks behind her.

USAGI

Okay. . . what was that?

MAKOTO

What do you think? Delivery.

USAGI shrugs, as if to say "WTF?".

MAKOTO

That was my ex-boyfriend's house. I was returning my ex-boyfriend's phone.

USAGI

Oh. . . wait, how did you--?

MAKOTO

Usagi, the story is long enough as it is. I'm just glad it's over.

PAUSE.

USAGI

(abruptly)

Was he cheating on you?

MAKOTO stops.

MAKOTO

Usagi. . . do I give off some air of openess? Like I really, really desperately want to talk about this?

USAGI

It's just that you didn't knock--

MAKOTO

Is it something about my body language--?

USAGI

And that whole "Mimi Hangul"--

MAKOTO

"Hanyuu." Look, Usagi--

USAGI

We had all of his contacts is all.

MAKOTO

What?

USAGI

You know. All the phone numbers of all the girls he's dating.

MAKOTO

. . . so?

USAGI

I dunno. I just thought, maybe you could call 'em up.

MAKOTO

And?

USAGI

Tell 'em to get off your man.

PAUSE.

MAKOTO

How old are you?

USAGI

Fourteen.

MAKOTO

. . . That sounds about right.

MAKOTO starts off again, but then slows to a stop. She's spotted something in the waterway-- a SUITCASE, floating gently down the stream. The sight of it, for some reason, makes Makoto nervous.

MAKOTO

Usagi, this place gives me the creeps. Let's go back out to the street.

MAKOTO walks toward an alleyway leading to the street, not quite able to take her eyes off the suitcase. USAGI follows. We see another low-flying plane in the distant background as we

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NEXT TIME.