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

63.
Now TILT UP from the canvas to reveal the exact same
image...but this time it’s real. We are:
EXT. CITY MARKETPLACE - OUTSIDE EDO - DAY
The Artisan’s quarter. Metalsmiths’ Alley, specifically.
Chikara wanders through in wonder. Past Isogai who
critically examines a sword maker’s wares. Then on past
another stall where Minoru is doing the same -- until his eye
catches on something in particular.
Minoru lifts a smooth white cube from the table.
MINORU
How much for the block of ivory?
VENDOR
Set it down, halfbreed. We don’t
sell to your kind.
But Minoru is used to this. Simply pulls his entire coin
belt and sets it down. Ten times what the thing is worth.
Everything he’s ever saved.
The vendor stares at the money...and his prejudice is
overcome by practical greed.
VENDOR (CONT’D)
Take it and go. And don’t tell
anyone where you bought it!
Chikara continues on, to where he hears his father ahead.
OISHI (OS)
And these are your best fighting
pieces?
Chikara joins his father at a swordsmith’s stall, where Oishi
is inspecting a regal-looking katana.
SWORDMAKER
The highest quality in all Edo.
Officially recognized by the
Emperor.
Working the bellows in the rear of the stall, an elderly ONE-
ARMED AINU (an aboriginal Japanese) CHUCKLES at the
Swordmaker’s sales pitch. The guy is 80 if he’s a day and
has a beard to his navel.
The Swordmaker throws an irritated glance to shut him up, and
tries to continue.