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I can certainly understand that.
Flynn fixes his attention on Interview One, meeting his gaze with fierce determination. Both men frantically jot down and exchange notes with one another. Flynn starts nervously tapping his leg, waiting for a response. Interviewer One flashes him a kind smile.
Yes, I've been preparing for this job ever since I was ten years old. If I can't work here, I can't work anywhere.
INT. LISTEN SUICIDE HOTLINE - BRIGHTON, ENGLAND - MIDDAY (2015) INTERVIEWER ONEGiven your age and past history, do you feel confident that you could manage the responsibilities and intensity involved in working here? Flynn twirls a black ball point pen through his fingers, contemplating how to respond. FLYNN ABBOTQuite honestly, I can't be completely certain; I don't know if anybody could be, completely. But I really don't think my past will get in the way. I've come to terms with what happened...I can openly talk about it now... without feeling upset or depressed. Flynn fixes his attention on Interview One, meeting his gaze with fierce determination. Both men frantically jot down and exchange notes with one another. Flynn starts nervously tapping his leg, waiting for a response. Interviewer One flashes him a kind smile. INTERVIEWER ONEThank you, Flynn. We will be in touch. FLYNN ABBOTThank you both very much for the opportunity. Flynn lunges forwards to shake both of their hands. Then he exits the room. INTERVIEWER TWO, a short Mediterranean looking man with curly black hair, collects all of the papers sprawled across the desk and carefully places them into a black briefcase. His partner opens the door and they leave the room. Sun shines in through the large windows, shedding a warm glow over the vacant space, filled only by a small white desk and three black office chairs. [NOTE: The camera lingers for about ten seconds before cutting]. CUT TO: