Dawn on the iron gallery deck of a lighthouse. Dagny, a weathered woman in her 60s in a navy duffel coat, lowers a pair of binoculars and says quietly, "That boat was not there last night." Gulls wheel; the sea is grey.A bright development office at midday. Thea, early 30s, dark hair cut to the jaw, uncaps a marker at a whiteboard covered in a series arc and tells the room, "We have one afternoon to make them say yes." Coffee cups, a long oak table.A seaside boardwalk at night, arcade stalls shuttered, one carousel still lit. Teague, late 20s in a faded satin bomber, counts cash from a paper bag and freezes when a second set of footsteps stops behind him.A late-night radio station lobby, the ON AIR lamp glowing red. Jericho, late 40s with a grey goatee, holds the studio door half open and says into the dark, "If you are listening, I know it was you." He lets the door close.A small-town courthouse hallway with terrazzo floors. Callista, mid 40s in a dove-grey skirt suit, drops a stamped docket sheet into a bin, pauses, and fishes it back out with a small smile.A 24-hour pharmacy at night, rain on the front glass. Abram, mid 20s in dark paramedic blues, slides a long curling receipt across the counter and asks, "Who signed for this?" The pharmacist does not look up.Morning light through the slatted doors of a riverside boathouse. Leila, late 20s with a high black ponytail, tests the weight of a brass padlock on a chain and says to Rhys, "They locked us out of our own boat."A suspended window-washing platform high on a glass tower at golden hour. Lazlo, late 30s with salt-flecked curls, squeegees a pane and sees, through the glass, a folded memo on a desk with one line highlighted. He stops wiping.A cramped thrift-store stockroom under a bare bulb. Esme, mid 30s with a blunt black bob, pulls a hand-drawn storyboard flipbook from a coat pocket on the rack and whispers, "This is the pilot. He never lost it."An indoor community pool after closing, underwater lights on. Oona, early 20s with strawberry-blonde braids, blows a chrome lifeguard whistle once at an empty pool, laughs at herself, and switches the lights off.