(Without looking up)You’re breathing too loud, Clara. It throws off the balance.
[CLARA walks to a large grandfather clock in the corner. It is silent.] 7.2 210 Drama
And now it’s in a box. In a shop. In a town where nothing happens. (Without looking up)You’re breathing too loud, Clara
A dusty clock repair shop. The walls are covered in ticking timepieces. Time: Late afternoon. Golden light cuts through the dust. [SCENE START] (Without looking up)You’re breathing too loud
I’m not going there to fix gears. I’m going to paint. I’m going to move. Everything in this room just... repeats.