93.
EXT. TOWN - EVENING
A disturbed Vicky walks alone through the streets -- as the
townspeople get on with their daily grind.
The Watchman is busy rewriting the wiped out messages, with a
few others helping him.
A sense of gloom has fallen over the town.
INT. TAILORING SHOP - EVENING
Vicky enters the shop -- sees his father alone on the sewing
machine in a corner working his ass off on a dress. A large
pile of dresses lie by his side.
Vicky ponders for a minute. He’s not looking forward to the
awkward conversation about to ensue. Firming his resolve he
walks up to him.
VICKY
Pa.
Dad, without looking up --
DAD
Dinner is set at home. Go eat. I
will take a while. I have to finish
this pile.
Vicky doesn’t move. He just stands there.
Dad looks up.
VICKY
Pa.. I wanted to ask you something.
DAD
Yes.
Beat. As Vicky hesitates. Dad waits.
Then --
VICKY
Do you need help.. with this pile..
DAD
No it’s ok. You go eat dinner.
We’ll start early tomorrow.
Vicky nods and quietly leaves.
VICKY’S TERRACE - LATE EVENING
Vicky goes up to the terrace. Crestfallen.
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