I’m gonna go tell Travis about the fake-rave. You two stay here and get your rest.
Sir-yes-sir.
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|---|---|
I’m gonna go tell Travis about the fake-rave. You two stay here and get your rest. | Sir-yes-sir. |
(Lights up on Jill and Victoria. Jill is packing for the mission. Victoria is in her pajamas sitting on her bed. She is looking at her phone.) | Are you seeing this? |
What? | People are finally standing up. Women are speaking out from all over the country. They say the university and police aren’t making good on their promises. |
Well, they aren’t. It’s been days, and everything is at a standstill. | The National Organization for Women is pressuring the university to open up investigations against the frats as soon as tomorrow. |
Woah. That’s... | It’s huge. |
Well, that’s good.
(Beat.) | Doesn’t sound like you think it’s good. |
I do, I do. It’s just, if Travis gets arrested... | I know. But you’re going to be safe, I promise. Everything will go according to our plan. |
I really hope you’re right. | Isn’t it amazing, though? People don’t want to be scared anymore. Jill, you’re going to be a hero. |
Pssh. | No, really. You’re already mine.
(Jill smiles, and tucks Victoria in.) |
I’m going to pack some more things. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to go. | Thank you. |
Goodnight. | off:) I CAN’T WAIT TO BE THERE WITH YOU, WINNING WITH YOU,
FIGHTING WITH YOU ‘TIL IT’S DONE. |