SARAH: I’m sorry about my brother.
ANNE: Not at all. You have a lovely family. Everyone seems so happy.
ANNE breaks down in tears. SARAH goes to her, concerned.
SARAH: Anne! What’s the matter?
ANNE: There’s something I haven’t told you.
SARAH: What is it?
ANNE: When I met your brother, I was thinking about my brother, David. I haven’t seen him in two years.
SARAH: How come?
ANNE: He’s missing. One reason I came to Australia is to find him.
SARAH: I’m so sorry. Have you had any luck?
ANNE: Not yet. I’ve hired a private investigator.
SARAH: Goodness! Do you think he’ll find him?
ANNE: Perhaps. I don’t know. It’s been a long time since David last called.
SARAH: What do you think that happened to him? Have you any idea?
ANNE: I really don’t know. I can’t help thinking the worst.
SARAH: I’m sure he’s all right. If something bad had happened, you would have heard.
ANNE: I guess so. I suppose you’re right.
But ANNE doesn’t look convinced.