May: What is the problem?
Henry: No idea? Seriously?
Henry: Ok. I'll get back to my book then. (he exits inside).
May: Henry? (she grabs duffel and heads inside) Henry. (Henry appears briefly at side of house heading off toward orchard. A few moments later May reappears on porch and calls out) Henry?
Fade to black.
later that day
(May is sitting on porch with an absent expression. Jaime approaches)
Jaime: Senora, you are back. I heard you were in town, so came out.
May: What's been going on?
Jaime: Going on?
May: What have you and Henry been up to?
Jaime: Senora, I came out right after you left. I told him how much it pleased me that you wanted to run the place, not just, just live here. He didn't seem to think much of that. But then a few days later I heard he was moving on the water rights.
May: And what did you do then?
Jaime: Nothing. He said you hadn't made a decision but you were leaning against it.
May: I was leaning against it?
Jaime: No. The two of you. He said, “We haven't made a decision.”
May: But then he did I guess.
Jaime (shaking his head): I don't think so. My friend is a friend of your lawyer's. He said he was like all gringos, pardon, just trying to get the water for himself.
May: No. Well, I don't think so. He said it wouldn't make any sense to be thinking about the orchard unlesss we knew for sure we could get the water.
Jaime: There are no guarantees on a farm. You can have all the paper and the plans in the world, and if the rains don't come, or the locusts do . . .
May: We would say all the more reason to have as much secured as you can.
Jaime: No guarantees, nothing is ever secured.
May: Well, I wouldn't use that argument on Henry or you'll never see us a pick an apple.
Jaime: Are you going to do it?
May: I . . . 30 minutes ago I would have said no. I don't know. I need to find Henry.