POPPY
You can see them?

SCOOTER
Yeah.

 POPPY
No one has ever been able to see them before.

 SCOOTER
I just can.

 POPPY
They’re characters. Figments of my imagination.

 SCOOTER
They fell through your ceiling.

 POPPY
They’re not real!

MOT
Real enough to be locked up in your  attic.

 POPPY
Never any peace. Never any quiet. Always there poking at me to pick up a pen.

 DIANNA
We need our stories finished!