**INT. KENDALL ROY'S PENTHOUSE - NIGHT** *The party is in full swing, with a cacophony of music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses melding into a single, overwhelming din. Amidst the chaos, SARAH ROSE, 24, slight and somewhat out of place in her elegant yet understated dress, makes her way through throngs of people. Her expression is a mix of determination and apprehension. She's on a mission: to find KENDALL and say goodbye.* *Sarah Rose navigates the party, her eyes scanning the room until they land on a hallway that leads to quieter, more secluded areas of the penthouse. She hesitates for a moment, taking a deep breath before moving forward.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS** *The music fades into a distant throb as Sarah Rose steps into the lounge. Here, the atmosphere is charged with a different kind of intensity. KENDALL, 40, sharp and visibly agitated, is locked in a heated argument with ROMAN, 37, who is equally combative, and SHIV, 39, who stands with an air of cool detachment.* *Kendall and Roman's voices rise and fall like a tempest, their words laced with venom. Shiv, meanwhile, seems content to watch the storm, her eyes flickering with an inscrutable emotion.* *Suddenly feeling like an intruder, Sarah Rose's resolve wavers. Yet she steels herself and steps forward.* SARAH ROSE (voice almost lost in the room's tension) Guys? Guys, can we just-- *Her attempt to intercede falls on deaf ears. Kendall and Roman are too embroiled in their personal vitriol to notice her, while Shiv merely glances her way, her expression unreadable.* SHIV (not now, barely a whisper) Not now, Rosie. *SARAH ROSE'S face falls, a mixture of disappointment and resignation painting her features. Yet there's a spark of something else in her eyes--a determination, perhaps born of years of being overlooked.* SARAH ROSE (her voice stronger this time, yet still trembling) Kendall. I'm leaving, I just wanted to say goodbye. *KENDALL barely acknowledges her, his eyes flicking in her direction for a mere second before returning to Roman. In that brief moment, though, there's a flicker of something akin to remorse.* KENDALL (brushing her off with a distracted) Yeah, yeah, sure, Rosie. Take care. *Roman and Shiv do not even offer her this much, completely absorbed in their conflict.* *SARAH ROSE stands there for a moment longer, her gaze sweeping over her siblings. They are embroiled in their world, a world from which she has always felt somewhat removed. With a heavy heart, she turns and walks away, leaving the bitterness behind her.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PARTY ONGOING - CONTINUOUS** *As Sarah Rose reenters the party, the noise and chaos engulf her once more. Yet now, there's a palpable sense of isolation that envelops her, even amidst the crowd. Her departure is silent, unnoticed by the revelers around her.* *She exits the penthouse, the door closing with a soft click that signifies the physical and emotional distance that lies between her and her family.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS** *Time seems to slow as SARAH ROSE'S gaze lands on a figure across the room. Her breath catches in her throat, the sound of her siblings' argument fading into a distant echo. Her heart pounds against her ribcage, a frantic drumming that drowns out the surrounding party noise.* *Across the mass of bodies, the MAN in a waiter's uniform moves with an ease that belies his purpose here. His casual interaction with a partygoer doesn't mask the threat he poses--in Sarah Rose's eyes, he's a predator in plain sight. His voice, a familiar yet dread-inducing tenor, carries across the space, and Sarah Rose freezes, a prey instinctively knowing danger.* *As he begins to turn, possibly in her direction, panic claws its way up Sarah Rose's spine. Her mind screams for her to flee, to hide, but her body doesn't cooperate. Instead, she drops into a squat, her eyes glued to the floor as if by doing so, she could render herself invisible to the imminent threat.* *SHIV, who has been dismissive up to this point, finally notices the drastic change in Sarah Rose. Concern flits across her face, a rare crack in her composed exterior. She steps closer, her voice cutting through the lingering tension between the siblings.* SHIV (softly, concerned) Rosie? What's wrong? *But Sarah Rose is lost in her own world of fear, barely able to articulate the terror that's latched onto her.* SARAH ROSE (voice soft, trembling) Did he see me? Did he see me? *Her repetition is a whispered mantra, a hope against hope. Shiv follows Sarah Rose's gaze, but to her the party is just a blur of faces and nothing more.* *Roman and Kendall, still simmering from their own confrontation, catch onto the anomaly in Sarah Rose's behavior. The room, previously alive with the vigour of their argument, now holds a different kind of tension--one wrought with concern and confusion.* *SHIV, now fully attentive, scoots down to Sarah Rose's level, her initial irritation replaced by worry. She attempts to follow Sarah Rose's line of sight but finds only a crowded room of Kendall's eclectic guests.* SHIV (gently) Who, Rosie? Who are you talking about? *SARAH ROSE, still squatting, feels a labyrinth of emotions; fear standing tall amongst them. She can't bring herself to look up, can't risk locking eyes with the man from her nightmares.* *The loud ambiance of the party continues around them, oblivious to the turmoil unfolding in the corner of the room. Kendall and Roman, for once, are silent, picking up on the gravity of the situation by Shiv's concerned demeanor.* *Shiv, realizing this isn't something to be discussed amidst a crowded party, gestures for Kendall and Roman to give them some space. She wraps a protective arm around Sarah Rose, a silent promise that she's there for her, no matter what.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PARTY ONGOING - CONTINUOUS** *The three siblings create a small, protective circle around Sarah Rose, each wearing a look of concern. The party's cacophony continues, a stark contrast to the hushed, frantic conversation happening within their circle.* *Even in her terror, Sarah Rose senses the shift in her siblings' attitudes. They are no longer dismissive or preoccupied with their own strife--they are united in their concern for her. For Sarah Rose, this moment is a bleak reminder of the complexities of familial bonds; how fear and vulnerability can momentarily dissolve longstanding resentments and bring together even the most estranged of siblings.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE LOUNGE - CONTINUOUS** *The atmosphere in the room has shifted palpably. While SHIV crouches beside SARAH ROSE, offering a rare semblance of understanding and concern, ROMAN and KENDALL's attention is now partially diverted from their quarrels towards their youngest sister. However, the seriousness of the matter hasn't fully dawned on them yet.* ROMAN (rolling his eyes, dismissive) What's this now? Rosie's gone method actor on us? She was always a little drama queen, remember? *SHIV's expression hardens at Roman's flippant remark, her protective instincts kicking in. Her gaze sharpens, a silent warning that this isn't the time for jests or jibes. There's a severity in her tone, uncharacteristic and commanding attention.* SHIV (sharply, to Roman) This isn't her being dramatic, Roman. Something's wrong. Really wrong. *KENDALL, having initially mirrored Roman's skepticism, now scrutinizes SARAH ROSE more closely. His posture shifts, the remnants of his argumentative stance dissipating as concern starts to outweigh irritation.* KENDALL (softening, concerned) Yeah, Roman, cut it out. Look at her, she's scared shitless. *ROMAN, caught off guard by KENDALL and SHIV's unified front, takes a moment to actually observe SARAH ROSE, rather than dismiss her outright. There's a palpable shift in Roman's demeanor, from disbelief to dawning awareness that the situation is graver than he initially thought.* *SARAH ROSE, still in her vulnerable state, is barely aware of the exchange happening above her. Her focus remains fixed on the ground, her mind racing with fear and the crippling thoughts of being so close to her assaulter again. The protective bubble her siblings have unconsciously formed around her does little to assuage the panic coursing through her.* *SHIV, realizing that they are making too much of a scene and not wanting to attract unwanted attention, especially from the person Sarah Rose fears, gestures for Roman and Kendall to help lift their sister up.* SHIV (quietly, to Kendall and Roman) Help me get her out of here--somewhere private, where we can talk without half the party watching. *KENDALL and ROMAN, now fully alert to their sister's distress, assist without further comment, each taking a side to gently help SARAH ROSE to her feet.* *As they begin to guide her away from the scene, the chaos of the party continues unabated around them. Yet, in this moment, for SARAH ROSE and her siblings, the rest of the world might as well not exist. The only thing that matters is getting Sarah Rose to safety, away from prying eyes and potential harm.* *The transition from sibling rivalry to solidarity is almost tangible as they move as one, aiming to protect one of their own. This shift marks a rare moment of unity in the Roy family, driven by genuine concern and the instinct to shield their most vulnerable member.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - QUIETER HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER** *The siblings make their way through the crowded party, with SHIV leading and KENDALL and ROMAN providing support to SARAH ROSE. Their destination is unknown, but the determination to find somewhere safe for Sarah Rose is clear.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - QUIETER HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS** *The siblings' footsteps are muffled by the plush carpeting as they navigate through the throngs of guests, their somber procession in stark contrast to the lively atmosphere. KENDALL and ROMAN are full of questions, their confusion palpable in the air that's already thick with tension.* KENDALL (urgently, to Shiv) Shiv, what the hell happened back there? Why is Rosie like this? *SHIV's face is a mask of concern, marred by the wrinkles of confusion and fear for her sister. She glances down at SARAH ROSE, hoping for some cues, but receives none.* SHIV (softly, frustrated) I don't know, okay? She's terrified of someone out there, but she won't say who. *As they continue their hurried journey to a private room, SARAH ROSE, supported between KENDALL and ROMAN, looks smaller somehow, her vulnerability a heavy cloak around her. Her voice, when it next comes, is a fragile whisper carrying a heavy plea.* SARAH ROSE (almost inaudibly) Don't let him see me, he didn't even know who I was... *This admission sends a chill through the group, a momentary pause in their steps before they press on, the weight of her words settling in.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE STUDY - MOMENTS LATER** *The room is a stark departure from the chaos of the party outside. It's quiet here, the soundproof walls serving as a barrier to the outside world. The siblings gather around a large, plush sofa where SARAH ROSE sits, her gaze distant, her body here but her mind miles away.* KENDALL (gently, trying to reach her) Rosie, listen, you're safe here. But you need to talk to us. Who is he? What happened? *SARAH ROSE remains in a near-catatonic state, her eyes unseeing, her body rigid. The siblings exchange worried looks, the gravity of the situation sinking in further with her continued silence.* *After a seemingly endless silence, SARAH ROSE speaks again, her voice a faint tremor in the still air.* SARAH ROSE (painfully slow) Call... Gerri. *The mention of GERRI's name sends a ripple of shock through the siblings, especially ROMAN, whose relationship with Gerri is complex and fraught with unspoken tension.* ROMAN (surprised, almost reflexive) Me? Yeah, I--I'll call Gerri. *He fumbles for his phone with a kind of urgency not typically associated with ROMAN. He steps away, casting a glance back at his sister, a mix of confusion and newfound determination etched on his face.* *The room falls silent again, the tension palpable. KENDALL and SHIV remain close to SARAH ROSE, their presence a physical reminder that she's not alone, even in this dark moment. Their faces are masks of concern, fear, and a resolution to protect their sister against a threat they don't yet understand.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE STUDY - CONTINUOUS** *ROMAN, phone in hand, steps to a corner of the room, his usual deftness with words faltering as he attempts to articulate the gravity of the situation to GERRI on the other line. His voice is a mixture of urgency and frustration, growing increasingly agitated as he struggles to convey the little he knows.* ROMAN (into the phone, flustered) Gerri, it's--look, it's Sarah. She's...she's freaked, okay? Like really freaked. I don't know all the details, but-- Yes, I'll put her on. *He hesitates, looking back at his siblings and the visibly distressed SARAH ROSE before reluctantly handing the phone over to her. The room is silent, save for the muffled sounds of the party outside and the tension-filled breathing of the Roy siblings. They watch intently as SARAH ROSE, with a trembling hand, takes the phone.* *SHIV, KENDALL, and ROMAN can only hear SARAH ROSE'S side of the conversation but her words paint an increasingly clear picture of fear and recognition.* SARAH ROSE (voice shaking) I saw him, Gerri... I know it was him. No, here, at the party... He's a waiter here... *Her voice breaks as she continues, the horror of the situation unfolding with each word she speaks.* SARAH ROSE (choking back fear) I heard his voice, I could hear his voice... It's him, it has to be... *SHIV's expression turns dark, a look of dawning realization crossing her face. The pieces are starting to fall into place, forming a sickening picture that she wishes she could deny. She exchanges a glance with KENDALL, who's equally stricken, the gravity of Sarah Rose's words settling like a stone in their stomachs.* *ROMAN, still standing close by, watches the exchange with growing alarm. The implication of SARAH ROSE'S words isn't lost on him, and the discomfort is clear on his face, a stark contrast to his usual nonchalance.* *After a few moments, SARAH ROSE hands the phone back to ROMAN with a defeated look, her eyes brimming with tears but seemingly empty of hope. ROMAN takes the phone, his posture stiff as he listens to whatever GERRI is saying on the other side. His face hardens with resolve as he listens, nodding.* ROMAN (firmly, into the phone) Yeah, got it. We'll handle it... *He hangs up, the finality of the click echoing in the room. The siblings gather closer, forming a tight unit around SARAH ROSE, their faces etched with concern and a newfound determination to protect their sister.* *SHIV, no longer able to contain her anger and worry, speaks up, her voice laced with a cold fury.* SHIV (determinedly) We're going to fix this. We're going to make sure he never comes near you--or anyone else--again. *KENDALL nods in agreement, his usual hesitance replaced by a brotherly protectiveness.* KENDALL (assuringly) Yeah, Rosie. We've got you. We're not letting this slide. *ROMAN, still holding the phone, looks from SHIV to KENDALL, a rare seriousness in his demeanor.* ROMAN (resolutely) Let's do something about it. Now. *Despite the horrific revelation, in this moment, the Roy siblings stand united, their usual bickering and rivalry set aside. For SARAH ROSE, this unity provides a glimmer of solace--a beacon of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, she won't have to face her trauma alone.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE STUDY - CONTINUOUS** *As SARAH ROSE hands the phone back to ROMAN, tension wraps around the room like a suffocating blanket. GERRI's voice, solid and authoritative, flows from the speaker, breaking through the charged silence.* GERRI (sternly, from the phone) Roman, listen. Have Kendall send me a list of all the waitstaff for the party--every single one of them. I need names, agencies, any details the caterers can provide. We're going to get to the bottom of this. *ROMAN, nodding, his usual sarcastic demeanor washed away by the seriousness of Gerri's tone, signals KENDALL with a glance.* ROMAN (into the phone, determined) Understood, Gerri. We're on it. *He ends the call, his face etched with concern and a resolve sparked by the necessity of action. He looks towards KENDALL, conveying the urgency of Gerri's request without speaking.* *Faced with a situation that demands immediate action, KENDALL nods and pulls out his phone, his fingers flying over the screen, sending messages, and making calls to arrange for the list Gerri requested. His expression is one of grim determination, understanding the weight that each name on the list could potentially carry.* *SHIV, meanwhile, takes her phone out and sends a quick, decisive text to TOM, her message is concise: "Tom, come to Kendall's now. Bring Connor. It's urgent." Her lips press into a thin line after sending the text, a reflection of the anxiety and anger coursing through her.* SHIV (murmuring, more to herself) This isn't good. *KENDALL looks up from his phone, his eyes meeting SHIV's, a silent exchange of worry and resolve passing between them. ROMAN, still holding his phone, seems momentarily lost, the usual quips and barbs nowhere to be found.* KENDALL (seriously, to both) We'll get the list to Gerri. Whatever it takes, we're going to make this right. *SARAH ROSE sits quietly, observing the flurry of activity and concern surrounding her. The protective huddle of her siblings provides a small comfort in the maelic storm of her emotions. For the first time since the ordeal began, a sliver of hope pierces through the fear that had threatened to consume her.* *The door to the study opens with a quiet click, TOM and CONNOR stepping in, their expressions a mixture of concern and confusion. SHIV stands up to brief them, her voice steady despite the tumultuous emotions raging within. The room, once a place of isolated panic, transforms into a command center as the Roy family and their confidantes rally together, united in their determination to protect Sarah Rose and seek justice.* **CUT TO:** **INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE STUDY - LATER** *The room buzzes with low conversation and the glow of phone screens. Notes are being made, plans formed, and the machinery of the Roy family's considerable influence is set into motion. In this moment of crisis, the family's complicated dynamics are set aside, replaced by a single-minded focus on safeguarding one of their own.* *As they work, the bond between them, often frayed and tested by personal ambitions and betrayals, finds a new strength. For SARAH ROSE, surrounded by her siblings and their allies, the nightmare of the night begins to dissipate, replaced by the fortifying presence of family united.* **FADE OUT.**

**INT. KENDALL'S PENTHOUSE - PRIVATE STUDY - CONTINUOUS** *The room is steeped in a heavy silence, save for the soft, steady breathing of SARAH ROSE, who has succumbed to exhaustion on the couch. Shadows cast by the dim lighting dance quietly across her peaceful face, a stark contrast to the turmoil that had raged within her only moments before. The air is heavy with unsaid thoughts and unasked questions as the siblings gather around.* *KENDALL returns after stepping out to make another call, his steps slowing as he notices SARAH ROSE's sleeping form. Concern etches deeper into his features as he takes a seat, joining SHIV and ROMAN in their silent vigil.* *The uncharacteristic quiet between the three is eventually broken by KENDALL, who shares what RAVA had told him earlier about SARAH ROSE's recent behavior.* KENDALL (voice soft, laden with worry) Guys, Rava told me Rosie's been spending nights over at their place. Said she'd seemed... off, distant. Like something was eating at her. *The information hangs in the air, adding weight to the concern already present in the room. SHIV shifts uncomfortably, her gaze lingering on SARAH ROSE before meeting the eyes of her brothers.* SHIV (voice barely above a whisper) I haven't really talked to her in weeks. She reached out a couple of times, but I was-- I just didn't... *Her voice trails off, the guilt evident not just in her words, but in her posture.* *KENDALL and ROMAN exchange a look, both recognizing their own neglect in their sister's voice.* ROMAN (muttering) Same. I mean, we texted, mostly memes and shit. Didn't really... talk. *KENDALL nods, sinking further into his thoughts, the signs they'd missed piecing together like a puzzle they didn't want to complete.* *It's ROMAN who finally gives voice to the question simmering in the back of their minds, the one they've been dancing around since SARAH ROSE's breakdown.* ROMAN (voice hesitant, fearful of the answer) Guys, are we about to--did something happen to Sarah? *The question hangs like a specter in the room, its presence chilling. At that moment, the siblings are forced to confront the possibility that their youngest sister, the baby of the family, might have been silently enduring a nightmare they knew nothing about.* *The realization strikes them each differently but equally hard. KENDALL's face hardens, the protective older brother rising to the surface. SHIV's eyes brim with unshed tears, a mix of anger at herself and fear for SARAH ROSE swirling in her gaze. ROMAN looks lost, a rarity for him; the gravity of the situation grounding his usually flighty demeanor.* *The silence that follows is a potent mix of fear, guilt, and rising determination. Whatever had happened, whatever SARAH ROSE was going through, they resolved then and there to stand by her. After years of rivalry and distance, the crisis has pulled them together, unified in their mission to protect their youngest sister.* *As SARAH ROSDE continues to sleep, oblivious to the turmoil around her, the Roy siblings sit in somber solidarity, waiting for TOM and CONNOR to arrive so they can take the next steps. For now, though, the most important thing is that SARAH ROSE is safe, surrounded by her family, even if she doesn't yet know it.* **FADE OUT.**