Everything’s happening in the foreground now. Bogart’s shifting to his right, making Britt vanish (towards her commercial flight, about to take off for Honolulu?), leaving Thumper to finish his drink before going off to roam the grassy fields alone, deep in horsey thought. Forgive me if I can’t catch you up on all that backstory in a frame, but then we never catch up with the backstory. All we know is the moment, and the occasional glimpses the moment gives of everything else in history.⠀