Heather Greco:
Mum, just being here with you like this. I feel better already.
Chantal Greco:
Oh what I would've given to hear that from you when you were sixteen.
Heather Greco:
Well you handled the troubled teen pretty well.
Chantal Greco:
[laugh]
Maybe it looked that way, I just remember it as controlled panic.
Heather Greco:
I don't know, eh, maybe that's why I had to see you today. I mean maybe that troubled teen is not far off.
Chantal Greco:
What's the matter?
Heather Greco:
Nothing. It's complicated.
Chantal Greco:
A man?
Heather Greco:
No it's more than just a guy problem, it's connected on so many levels. I don't know how to get out.
Chantal Greco:
Heather, what's going on?
Heather Greco:
Can we go for a coffee or something?
[Chantal nods]
Heather Greco:
Let's just go and try Rulanders.
[she puts her sunglasses on and walks with Chantal across a road when a car drives directly at them]
Heather Greco:
No!
[she pushes Chantal to the side, right before the car hits her, killing her]
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