Deer Hunter

You are his friend.
NICK
Where is he???
ARMAND
(faint smile)
Merle is under his tree... Beside
the terrace. You can't miss him.
EXT. RUBBER PLANTATION - TREES BY TERRACE - NIGHT
GUESTS are still coming in from the cars, strolling down
through the trees in bright coveys and flocks, chattering
like birds.
Laughter comes from the terrace. Glass tinkles and the tiny
lanterns bob and sway.
NICK appears, hurrying down the steps. Suddenly he stops.
MERLE is sitting at a table under a nearby tree. He is alone,
dressed in a tuxedo, watching the arriving GUESTS with an
expression of dreamy detachment, as if they were rain drops,
or snow flakes, or falling stones.