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

2.
We can’t help but to sense the harmony of this place.
SUPER:
Ako Castle.
Western Honshu, 1701 A.D.
Suddenly a PRIMAL YELL shatters the scene.
READY!
OISHI (VO)
SFX: The DEADLY RASP of ONE HUNDRED SWORDS drawn in unison.
KESA!
OISHI (VO) (CONT'D)
Instantly -- SCHUNK-SHUNKK-SCHUNKK! The sound of a hundred
swords CUTTING through a hundred bodies. A great percussion
of limbs thumping to the ground, which TAKES US TO:
A FOREST OF EMERALD-GREEN BAMBOO TREES
Each five inches thick and tough as iron. So many, we can’t
see ten feet into the forest when --
OISHI (OS)
NORTH FRONT! READY!
SFX: A company of men turning in unison.
OISHI (OS)
MISU-GAESHI!
On command, a hundred razor-sharp KATANAS flash diagonally up
through frame, SHEARING through the bamboo as easily as a
knife slices tofu. But before the trees can fall, the swords
slice back, lightning fast -- SHWOPP! -- cleaving them a
second time horizontally!
The pieces of bamboo tumble away...REVEALING an ARMY OF
SAMURAI WARRIORS. Behind them, shouting the orders, is their
commander, and chief samurai of the Asano Clan, OISHI
KURANOSUKE.
Oishi is in his mid-forties. A proud, stubborn throwback to
the great warriors of times past.
OISHI
EAST FRONT! READY!
As the hundred warriors pivot with machine precision, PULL
BACK TO REVEAL that we are not in a forest at all, but
actually a CASTLE COURTYARD.