ANNE, STEVE and SARAH look for DAVID at the Market stall.STEVE leads them to the fruit and veg stall where ANNE thinks she saw DAVID.
ANNE
He’s not here.
STEVE
Give me the photo. I’ll ask.
ANNE gives him the photo and STEVE goes up to the FRUITSELLER.
STEVE
Excuse me!
FRUITSELLER
Yes mate.
STEVE
We’re looking for this man. He works here, doesn’t he?
FRUITSELLER
Who wants to know?
STEVE
This is his sister. She’s been looking for him.
FRUITSELLER
Don’t know anything about a sister. He never mentioned a sister.
ANNE
But it is him, isn’t it? Please say it’s him!
FRUITSELLER
Yeah, well this does look like our Davo. Reckon it’s him, love.
ANNE
Oh thankyou, thankyou! It’s David!
STEVE
I knew it!
Turns to Fruitseller
STEVE
So where is he?
FRUITSELLER
Look I dunno, mate. He rang yesterday. Said he wanted a couple of days off. I said okay – he’s usually pretty good.
ANNE
Do you know where he lives?
FRUITSELLER
Hang on love, I’ll just get me book.
SARAH
We’ll go there straight away.
Later, they are driving.
STEVE
Straight ahead?
SARAH
Yes, no, left at the next lights.
ANNE
How far is it?
SARAH
Not far. Keep going along this road until you get to a roundabout.
A police motorbike catches up with them and turns on its siren.
STEVE
Uh oh.
SARAH
What’s that?
STEVE
It’s the cops.
