AKA Scene 4.
INT. GIL'S GREAT ROOM - DAY
Describe. (Ranch limestone, whitetail deer mounts, longhorns over fireplace, leather furniture, wall-mounted BIG-screen, rifle case, Mexican brown eagle shield, etc.)
GIL, mid-70s reading a book, aimed at the big window view to the Roberto (AKA Bobby) 15, and RAMON 13, playing catch with a football in the oak-heavy woods.
Enter MARIA, mid-30s, Brownsville Gyrl t-shirt.
MARIA: Had I not seen it on the calendar I've forgotten Tom and Wanda arrive tomorrow.
GIL: Just Tom. Wanda's staying back to tend to a friend whose husband just passed.
He marks the page, closes the book, we see it is Foglost.
MARIA: Oh darn. How long will he be here?
GIL: About a week. Big news, by the way. They're moving down.
MARIA: Moving down here?
GIL: Yep. They and Ruth are going in on a place in Kerrville. Just starting the looking around.
MARIA: Wow. That's great.
GIL: Yep.
His PHONE RINGTONES the Willie Nelson instrumental, Bandera, he looks at the screen.
GIL (cont.): Tom selfie.
Maria walks over, looks over his shoulder at the Huey selfie Tom has sent.
MARIA: Where is that?
GIL: Memorial in Angel Fire.
He pockets phone.
MARIA: What's Foglost about?
GIL: Alcoholism. Loss. Despair.
MARIA: Cheery.
GIL: And getting another chance.
MARIA: So, hope, too?
GIL: We'll see. I'll finish it tomorrow.
MARIA: Speaking of which, is fishing still on?
GIL: We'll leave about six.
MARIA: Breakfast?
GIL: Jacalito's.
MARIA: Yum.
GIL: Also, if it's alright with you, I'm thinking I'll take Bobby out in the vet before you leave.
MARIA: As in Bobby driving the Corvette?
GIL: Yes.
MARIA: Where?
GIL: Backroad loop halfway to Vanderpol.
MARIA: Does he know?
GIL: No. Wanted to run it by you first.
MARIA: Oh my goodness, he'll be so excited.
GIL: We have your okay?
MARIA: Of course, dad. But you have to let me be there when you tell him.
GIL: I'll call a meeting.
MARIA: Ramon will be jealous.
GIL: His turn next year.
MARIA: He knows how it works. Oh, and just a heads-up, Bobby has let it be known he is trending toward a preference for Bob.
Gil nods, smiles.
GIL: I remember the day Ricky told us he preferred Rick. Did he ever tell you that story.
MARIA: No. But I'd love to hear it.
GIL: I'll save it for when Bobby tells me it's Bob from now on.
MARIA: If he does.
She bends to kiss his cheek.
MARIA (cont.) Lunch in fifteen.
GIL: Thank you, sweetheart.
She leaves, he watches the boys, resumes reading.
[SOUND CUE CUT TO:
Tom entering ABQ motel room.]
