The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)
The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)
The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)
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58.<br />
<strong>The</strong> man glances at SCROLL the falcon carries, then runs<br />
forward to find --<br />
MINORU<br />
at the heart of the hottest fighting. <strong>The</strong> man <strong>is</strong> a tireless<br />
whirlwind of destruction, letting h<strong>is</strong> two swords unleash all<br />
the anger he’s ever felt over h<strong>is</strong> ignoble birth, the loss of<br />
Mika. He takes out one Mongol with an ankle-severing strike<br />
known as Harvesting Rice, then two more in an acrobatic<br />
maneuver called Mant<strong>is</strong> Catches the Fly.<br />
At a momentary break in the battle, the Standard Bearer runs<br />
up to Minoru.<br />
STANDARD BEARER<br />
A message!<br />
Minoru takes the scroll. Cracks the seal and reads the paper<br />
within. It reads:<br />
It’s signed by O<strong>is</strong>hi.<br />
It <strong>is</strong> time.<br />
As Minoru looks at the paper, BEHIND HIM a GIGANTIC<br />
NEANDERTHAL MONGOL RISES UP!<br />
Seeing him too late, the Standard Bearer panics as the Mongol<br />
swings h<strong>is</strong> GREAT DIRE AXE --<br />
But Minoru turns and d<strong>is</strong>patches the giant with a casual<br />
swipe. <strong>The</strong>n SHEATHES h<strong>is</strong> swords.<br />
MINORU<br />
I am needed.<br />
And Minoru begins to WALK AWAY.<br />
STANDARD BEARER<br />
What?! Where do you think you’re<br />
going?! Minoru!<br />
And just like that, he walks away from the battle.<br />
DISSOLVE TO:<br />
EXT. SENGAKUJI GRAVEYARD - NIGHT<br />
A sea fog has rolled in from the coast, lending the moment a<br />
serene, spiritual feel.<br />
O<strong>is</strong>hi kneels before Lord Asano’s grave in prayer. <strong>The</strong> knife<br />
with which young Asano took h<strong>is</strong> own life sits with honor on a<br />
small length of silk before him.