INT. SONNY office

Gus is staring out of the window into the empty greyness of a cold Soho February afternoon. Gliding his fingers across the Cannes trophies he sighs deeply

LINDSAY

I-chats to TANYA

What’s up with Gus?

TANYA

Typing back with the vigour of a war correspondent

He’s been inconsolable since Saturday don’t say anything to Helen but I think he’s been drinking … a shit load

SEZ

Enters office, unwinds meters of home knit from around her neck.

Jesus, it’s freezing.

She looks at Gus, alarmed she drops her bag to the floor

What did you do? Christ Gus, I’m cleaned out from last time… I can probably get you a monkey until Friday, but you’ve got to nip this in the bud mate

SEZ forages for her cigarettes, placing two in her mouth, she lights them, and passes one to GUS who pushes it away.

GUS brushes passed SEZ and out of the office. TANYA, LINDSAY, HELEN look to SEZ. SEZ looks down to GUS’s computer

SEZ

I know what this is about….