She straightens and offers Flicker a smile, which her daughter slowly returns. Then, Ms. Quincy grabs her hand and begins strolling away from the school.

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INT. MS. QUINCY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Ms. Quincy is fast asleep in bed. Flicker's backpack is resting on the dresser.

The door creaks slowly open and Flicker peers in, watching her mother's still form for a few seconds before tiptoeing inside and unzipping the backpack carefully. She pulls out the remote before re-zipping the backpack and sneaking out of the room.

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INT. SUBWAY CAR

Flicker is one of just a handful of people riding this subway. She is sitting alone, kicking her feet idly. Her face is thrown into shadows by the hood of her sweatshirt and her hands are tucked deep into the central pocket.