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[[The scene shifts again. Nick is standing in the foreground in a darkened room, looking contemplatively beyond the reader. In the background, Trudy enters the doorway.]]
Nick: Well?
Trudy: We got what we left for... and then some.

Trudy: [Approaching Nick] Fooker should be delivering Nega-Nick's coordinates to Pi now.
Nick: [Turning to face her] So you spotted him, then. That was a pretty big risk.

Trudy: He spotted us. He couldn't do anything to us, of course, since we weren't really there. But he asked me to deliver another message.
Nick: [Sourly] Oh, I'm thrilled to hear it.

[Trudy's expression softens and turns a little sad.]
Trudy: I don't think you will be. He's dying, Nick. He doesn't have much longer to live.