ID: 1a. Wide shot of the interior of Stede and Ed's inn in progress, still a bit ramshackle. There are boards covering the broken parts of the window, dirty sheets covering holes in the walls, and stacks of hodgepodge lumber piled on a saw horse with the fern in its can teetering on top. The front door is propped open by a bag of sand, revealing the rough-looking porch, grassy dunes, and shining ocean beyond, Izzy's grave marker silhouetted in the distance. Ed jogs in the door wearing his leather trousers, boots, and tee shirt, leather jacket wrapped in a bundle and cradled in his arms. Grinning with excitement, he calls out, "Stede! Stede! It's amazing!" Stede, wearing his teal shirt and leather trousers, is in the foreground, back to the door, concentrating on sewing up a hole in his red shirt. Eyes on his work, he smiles indulgently and raises an eyebrow, asking, "Oh, did you catch a fish?" Ed replies, "Wha- no, better!" 1b. Close up over Stede's shoulder as he turns to look, Ed coming up closer until he is only visible nose to elbow. Grinning, Ed lifts up a layer of the jacket in his arms and says, "Look!" Nestled inside is a large green iguana who looks very shocked to be there. Stede smiles, surprised but not uninterested, and exclaims "Oh wow, an iguana!" 1c. Reverse shot behind Ed's shoulder, the iguana's face visible in his arms as Stede turns fully and leans down to get a better look. The iguana opens its mouth slightly to let out an anxious hiss. Stede smiles at it indulgently and continues, "And what a beauty! He let you pick him u-?" Ed interrupts him, dropping the bomb: "It's Izzy."
2a. Repeat. Stede's smile freezes on his face, growing a bit strained as he glances up at Ed's face with a furrowed brow. The iguana looks up at Ed as well, as if he too is shocked and perturbed by this revelation. 2b. Repeat. Stede looks back down at the iguana, brow furrowing further as his uncomfortable grin turns into a grimace. He replies, "Ah...huh." The iguana looks away and pulls one foot up as if ready to wiggle out of Ed's embrace. 2c. Wide shot of the cabin to the right of the front door where a narrow hallway opens up. To the right of the hallway are two wooden shelves, the top one broken and falling down into the lower, which hosts a few miscellaneous jars and bottles. To the left is a stack of mismatched lumber and another dirty sheet stretching over the wall and hanging over the hall entry like a curtain. Ed turns to walk down the hall, head ducked to coo at the bundle in his arms. He says, "I'm gonna go find him a room! You want east facing or west, Iz? The iguana hisses loudly in response. Ed laughs, "Classic Izzy!" In the foreground, Stede is leaning with his right hand and left elbow braced on the table he was working on, red shirt crushed beneath him. He presses the fingers of his left hand to his brow, eyes wide and lips pressed together in anxious worry. He thinks to himself, "Oh god, he's cracked!" /end ID
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