Fake Taxi - Kristine -

Interior of a black cab. Hidden cameras are rolling. The driver, "Alex," picks up a woman in a sharp business suit near a financial district.

This isn’t Canary Wharf.

Isn’t it? You’re wearing a power suit but you’ve got nothing left. Come on. Five minutes. You’ll still make your meeting. I promise. Fake Taxi - Kristine

Long silence. Kristine looks at her broken shoe, then at the driver’s confident, calm face. Interior of a black cab

I don’t want your cash. I want you to relax. You’re about to combust. When’s the last time someone took care of you ? then at the driver’s confident