SCENE: FBI Director James COMEY drives up to his house, in a cozy northern Virginia suburb of DC.
As he gets out of his car, he notes Huma ABEDIN, sitting on his porch.
He takes his briefcase and walks toward her.
ABEDIN: Good day, Mr. Comey.
COMEY: Ms. Abedin, you know I can’t communicate with you during an investigation,
ABEDIN: You can’t talk about the investigation. This is a social call.
COMEY: Do tell.
ABEDIN: Purely social.
(ABEDIN pulls out a manila envelope)
COMEY: Social?
ABEDIN: Sure. I wanted to talk family.
(She pulls out an 8×10 photo and a sheet of paper from the envelope and hands it to COMEY)
COMEY: What the…?
ABEDIN: Nice looking grandkids, there. Aaron, age six, who attends Holy Cross Elementary school, takes the 4 bus, gets to school at 8:30 and leaves at 2:30, plays soccer with the Hippo team at Wartford Rec Center, and…Emiliy age four, attends the Rutherford Crossing pre-school from 9AM to noon. Children of your daughter, if I’m not mistaken.
COMEY: So you want…
ABEDIN: You know what I want.
(ABEDIN rises, leaves)
COMEY: (Sighs, resignedly dials number on cell phone)
And SCENE
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