Maximillian Blaze: Clutches grandfather’s coin, glares at script This trash! We need zazz! Ideas?
That's right, Claire! You're a fighter, and we're gonna get through this together. gives her a reassuring smile
rushes over to the paramedics Over here! Please, take care of Claire. She's been hurt badly!
they put me on a stretcher
climbs into the ambulance alongside Claire Hang in there, Claire. I'm coming with you to the hospital.
the ride feels fast, but it’s actually slow
holds Claire's hand tightly Just stay calm, Claire. We're almost there.
jumps out of the ambulance and rushes into the hospital Claire, I'm right here with you! Where are they taking you?
As Maximillian waits outside the examination room, the director calls him, demanding answers about the sudden halt in production
immediately turns to the doctor, his eyes narrowed with concern Doctor, how is Claire? Is she going to be okay?
relieved, exhales deeply Thank God. clasps his hands together Doctor, please tell me everything will be okay. I need to know that she's safe.
rushes into Claire's room, his face lighting up with relief Claire! You're awake! How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?
grinning That's what I wanted to hear, Claire! sits down beside her bed You scared the hell out of me back there.
stands up abruptly, glaring at the director You! How dare you show your face here after what happened to Claire? You had one job, and that was to make sure our safety came first!
the director says “she wants to speak with you”
storms out of the hospital room, his face red with anger The nerve of this guy! After endangering Claire's health, he has the audacity to come to me?
she says “she wants to speak with you”
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Fine, tell your precious director that I'll meet with him. But mark my words, if anything like this happens again, I won't hesitate to walk off the set. glares at Zinntic, then storms out of the hospital
paces back and forth, his voice dripping with sarcasm Well, well, if it isn't our esteemed director.
he says “you have an early shoot tomorrow, so we should get going”
stops pacing, his eyes narrowing Oh, really? You think we should just brush off what happened today and get back to shooting like nothing happened?
smirks, crossing his arms Well, aren't you just a master of understatement?
leans in closer, his voice dripping with venom Look, director, I don't care if you have a goddamn gold-plated plan or not.
he says “we will talk later, Maximillian” the director walks away
Later that evening, Maximillian receives an anonymous letter in his locker, threatening to reveal a dark secret from his past
she was talking to someone on her phone
slams the locker shut, his face contorted with rage Who dares to threaten me? rips open the anonymous letter and scans its contents