The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)

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Oishi slowly smiles at his own words coming back to him. A
spark has been rekindled in his eyes.
OISHI
Gather the men.
SLAM TO:
EXT. ABANDONED FARMHOUSE - NIGHT
As the MUSIC RISES, the 47 Ronin don the same formal attire
they wore when they first greeted the Shogun -- the
TRADITIONAL UNIFORM OF THE ASANO CLAN.
It is the first time they have worn the Asano CREST since
their disgrace. Etched in moonlight, they look like a battle
force stepped from myth.
Oishi looks them all over with pride.
OISHI
While the result may be uncertain,
by dawn they will know the courage
of the Asano Clan!
The men unleash a cheer that can be heard by the gods.
They’re ready.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. KIRA’S FORTRESS - FORMAL CHAMBER - NIGHT
The room is filled with a sea of colorfully-wrapped WEDDING
PRESENTS.
Mika sits among them, despondent. Hopeless. Reality setting
in. There is no getting out of this. This is her future.
Overcome by frustration, Mika hurls a table of gifts aside.
As the brightly-colored boxes cascade to the ground,
a kaiken -- or SMALL BRIDAL SWORD symbolically given for good
luck -- spills out of one of the packages.
Mika picks up the ceremonial blade, her hands begin to
tremble. Maybe there is a way out of this... Mika closes
her eyes and exhales, trying to calm herself -- then raises
the knife to her own jugular.
With the clock running down on the Shogun’s decree, Mika
gives in to hopelessness and steels herself for this last
statement of defiance against Kira. To die among their
wedding gifts.