on moves<br>
    closer... almost menacing. He tries to sit up...</p>
  <p> PICARD<br>
    What do you want? Who are you...</p>
  <p> A WOMAN'S HAND moves into the light and gently places<br>
    a finger on Picard's lips.</p>
  <p> WOMAN'S VOICE<br>
    Shhh...</p>
  <p> The hands lay Picard back down on the cot... placing<br>
    his body just so... almost nurturing. Picard looks up<br>
    at her, tries to make out her face...</p>
  <p>36 ON THE WOMAN (ANNA)</p>
  <p> as her face moves into t