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1: With half closed eyes, Julia tries to focus on the agent.
Julia: Damn… you uh… you drugged my drink…

2: Julia collapses onto the floor of the van, Jackson cradling her muzzle as she falls.

Jackson (off-screen): Sorry about that.

3: Julia’s phone is in Jackson’s hand, the screen shows that he is deleting the footage it had been taking of the whole evening.

Jackson (off-screen): Can’t let her see this footage… Damn kids and their technology..

4: Julia lays on the bed in her room, red walls and black and purple sheets on her bed. Light comes in through the translucent window, illuminating her passed out in the same clothes from the night.