[Offices of ‘The San Myshuno Post’. SFX | Overlapping sounds of typing and quiet conversation, soon drowned out by an increasingly loud conversation taking place in the editor’s office.]
(???): Absolutely not!
(???): [Pleading] Gary, come on, if we pull this off, think of the good we could do!
(Gary): Fuck the good! It’s nothing in comparison to what will happen if we piss these people off! I happen to like my life Brooke, and I don’t intend to make a widow out of my wife anytime soon!
(Brooke): [Sighing] Gary I know it’s scary but we can’t live in fear. If we get this story right then the people it hurts will be powerless to stop it! What is the point of calling ourselves hard-hitting journalists if we can’t bring the truth to the public in the face of danger?!
(Gary): Brooke you are missing the point, love. If you want to have longevity in this business then you’ll have to learn that some stories are simply not worth it. I know you think you have something but–
(Brooke): —Look at that spice district shooting. Look at the Feng shooting last month! This city is on its knees and the police are too greedy and corrupt to do anything about it! If there is an ounce of truth to anything that boy out there says then it deserves to have a spotlight on it!
(Gary): [weary] Alright…Have a chat with him. See if there’s actually anything there. But this cannot come at the expense of your other assignments and most importantly you need to be fucking Care–(Brooke): -Careful, yes I know. And thank you.
