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CLARE and DOYLE are waiting by the canal.

DOYLE:

You’ve got twenty minutes. From here, you go to a meeting with the Solicitor General, then off to the Speaker’s reception. (DOYLE sees ROY) There he is. Don’t say too much. Don’t get personal. (CLARE waves him away)

ROY approaches. CLARE extends her hand.

ROY:

Hello, Clare. Long time no see.

CLARE:

Hello, Roy. First of all, I just heard the news from home. My mother sends her condolences.

ROY:

Appreciate that.

CLARE:

I can still hear him saying “Loves you, Roy.” (repeats) “Loves you, Roy.” Even when you were being a real shit to him, he’d still say—

ROY:

(cuts her off) Look, I know how busy you are. Can we just get started with a bit of background?

CLARE:

All right.

ROY:

You’re ... forty-five years old?

CLARE:

Yes. But do I need to see that in print?

ROY:

Grew up in PEI. Dad: veterinarian. Mom: fundraiser, political bag—

CLARE:

Next question.

ROY:

You were married for fifteen years to Darrel James, who you met at law school, and now you’re ... divorced? No children?