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(Mike picks up the notebook from off the desk. He opens it up and begins to read from the

book.)
Mike: I want you to repeat after me.

Anna: What if...
Tailor: ...I can’t?

Mike: Just try, sweetheart. Repeat after me. I am smart.

Tailor: I am smart.
Anna: No.

Mike: I am capable.
Tailor: I am capable.

Anna: No!

(Anna begins to slowly back away.)
Mike: I am loved.

Tailor: I am loved.
Anna: Stop it!

(Anna drops the knife and covers their ears.)
Mike: Good. Now repeat that.

Tailor: I am smart. I am capable. I am loved.

Anna: I said, stop it!
(Tailor stands and begins to slowly approach Anna, who is now kneeling on the ground and

writhing in pain.)
Tailor: (with more confidence) I am smart. I am capable. I am loved.

(Tailor repeats this over and over while Anna writhes in pain. Moments later, Anna snaps. They

stumble off-stage, screaming in pain.)
(Tailor turns around to Mike, smiling. Mike hands Tailor her notebook.)

Mike: Feel better?
Tailor: Yeah, I do.

Mike: I knew you had it in you.

Tailor: It’ll come back eventually though.
(Mike gestures to the notebook.)

Mike: Except this time, you’ll be ready.
(Tailor smiles back at Mike.)

FADE TO BLACK.
THE END

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