[ Denzel's sat at the bar of 7th Heaven. He's trying really, really hard to put on a brave face, but his bottom lip is trembling and it's taking all his will-power not to cry. ]
[He makes a "tch" in the back of his throat. Always with the woman and children - if he meets a certain someone again, he's going to have a little chat. ] No promises, all right?
[ He wrinkles his nose. ] Hang on! [ He drops the phone on the bar, leaving it recording. There's a nice view of the ceiling and some rustling in the background. A few minutes later, he scoops up the phone again and hold up a picture ] That's my Mom.
Ngh? Your Mom's missing? Got a description of her, kid?
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What's your name so I can tell her you're looking for her?
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[ He wrinkles his nose. ] Hang on! [ He drops the phone on the bar, leaving it recording. There's a nice view of the ceiling and some rustling in the background. A few minutes later, he scoops up the phone again and hold up a picture ] That's my Mom.
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