SID TALKS TO EDDIE.

SID sits behind his desk and motions for the older man, EDDIE, to have a seat.

Eddie is in his fifties, and while he looks a little disheveled he has an undeniable seriousness in his demeanor.

SID
Eddie, we’ve known each other a long time. Now, we’ve had our ups and downs, but I’ve always appreciated that the foundation of our friendship has been rooted in pure business, not personal bullshit.

Eddie stares straight ahead at Sid.

SID (CONT’D)
I’ve got a problem. And my problem is your problem. We’ve both got a problem is what I’m saying. The problem is – one of my boys is missing.

Sid slides a photo of Darren Moss across the table.

SID (CONT’D)
His name is Darren Moss. He’s vanished. I’ve invested a lot into this kid, he was one of the young guns here. And now he’s gone.

Eddie hauls out a cigar.

SID (CONT’D)
It’s possible he’s just taken off, but I’m pretty sure he hasn’t left the island.

Eddie trims his cigar.

SID (CONT’D)
In fact, Eddie, I think I know who might know something about this. You see, Darren was working on a widow – and guess who happens to live right next door?

Eddie rolls the cigar around in his mouth.

SID (CONT’D)
That’s right, Eddie. I don’t know what happened, but I can smell something. I don’t like what I smell, Eddie. It’s south of cheese.

Eddie stares hard at Sid.

SID (CONT’D)
I can’t have it. I’m sure you understand. But, I know that this wouldn’t be the easiest of calls for you. What I want to know, Eddie, is if we find out that this guy…

Sid slides a photo of Giles across the table.

SID (CONT’D)
… killed that guy, (points to photo of Darren) would you be willing to take care of this problem?

Eddie looks at the photos, then to Sid.

EDDIE
Everything’s got its price.

Then Eddie lights his cigar. Sid smiles.

SCENE.