Donna's hands are open now, palms up, coming up towards her face.

Panel 2 1/9 page

Silent flashback. Donna's POV: Demon humping her. See discreet, subtle layout.

Panel 3 1/9 page

Donna hands are up to her face, on her eyes.

Panel 4 1/9 page

Silent flashback. Donna's POV: Close up of dragon's face.

Panel 5 1/9 page

Donna, head sunk down in her hands.

Panel 6 1/9 page

Shoot from Donna's side; crop her a little if necessary. Donna is crying full out. The trenchcoat has fallen away from her legs a bit and we can see blood on her thighs. Filz looking at her, a miserable expression on his face.

Panel 7 1/9 page

Close up on Fitz, grim.

Fitz: I was hoping you didn't remember.

Panel 8 2/9 page

Car is pulling into the driveway of a small frame house. See floor plan and map.

Fitz (op): We're here.

Page 6

Panel 1 1/3 page horizontal

Inside the living room. This isn't an opulent place. Seven foot ceilings, very plain. She's standing huddled in the middle of the room; freezing, on one bare foot. Her other foot is on top of the first, in that "the floor's cold" kind of way. Most of the cheap furniture is covered, but the covering sheet has been pulled off of one couch. No overhead lights, all lamps. Light coming in from the hallway. He's fiddling with the thermostat.

Caption: Christmas Eve, 1971. 12:07 AM.

Fitz: Don't worry, it ought to warm up in here pretty soon.

Panel 2 1/9 page

He's looking back at her, she's still in the middle of the room.

Donna: Urn, where's the bathroom?

Fitz: Down the hall. I'll show you.

Panel 3 1/9 page

Shoot from inside the bathroom. She's close to the camera, he's standing in the doorway. She's bent over the tub so she can reach the faucet, running the water, still clutching the trenchcoat around her.

Fitz: I just lit the pilot on the water heater. It'll take a little while for it to warm up.

Hey, that water must be freezing.

Donna: I don't care.

Panel 4 1/9 page

Shoot from behind Fitz and Donna, i.e., we see their backs. She's stepping out of the trenchcoat -- it's hanging off of one arm -- and has started to tear the flimsy ceremonial stuff off with her other hand. Her back is to him, and she's completely oblivious to him. Be discreet. Fitz is in the foreground, looking at her, in an awkward stance, flustered.

Fitz: Can I help you? I mean, is there anything I can do for you? Do you want me to leave you alone?

Donna: Yes, but... please don't leave... and don't close the door.

Panel 5 1/9 page

Medium shot, from the side, sitting in the tub. Her long hair is wet and hanging, straight down. A blank expression is on her face. She's leaning forward slightly so that her arms hanging down cover her nipples.

Panel 6 1/9 page

Camera pulls back in the hallway; bathroom doorway frames the panel. She's sitting in the tub in the center of the shot, slumped forward slightly, looking weary and wasted - she hasn't moved. On the floor of the bathroom are the clothes she's cast off.

Panel 7 1/9 page

Pull back down the hallway more to reveal head and shoulders of Fitz. His back is to the wall and his head is turned toward the bathroom door, with a longing look. In the background we see Donna, as before. The implication here is that Fitz has a Lolita thing for her. Make sure that this is identifiably Fitz.