Ghost | Town Script

(dry laugh) Funny. No, really. Gas station? Motel? A person who isn’t you?

(quiet) How long have you been here?

Sam stares. Elias keeps whittling.

For who?

Thanks.

Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they’re not here.

You’re messing with me.

Wind blows. A loose shutter claps somewhere. Neither reacts.