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

84.
Even from our aerial shot, we can see that wedding
preparations are underway below. Cheerful silks being
arranged. Red lanterns being hung. Excessive pomp and
circumstance that is the hallmark of the Master of Protocol.
But even while all these festivities are being prepared, in
another part of the castle, the emotional climate is very
different.
EXT. KIRA’S FORTRESS - BALCONY
Mika and Lord Kira sit in heavy robes, staring out at a frostrimed
koi pond in a winter garden below. Candles float on
the surface, the fish move sluggishly below.
It’s majestic and beautiful, but somehow very sad.
They sit in silence, the only sound the quiet movements of a
SCRAWNY BOY fanning a brazier to keep them warm while he
himself shivers in his thin kimono. Then --
LORD KIRA
(reciting)
Spring departs.
Birds cry.
Fishes’ eyes are filled with tears.
(to Mika)
Are you familiar with the works of
Basho?
But Mika is more concerned about the shivering boy.
MIKA
The child is cold.
LORD KIRA
Is this so?
(turns to the boy)
Are you cold, boy? Do you wish for
me to send you away?
It’s not a threat. Not quite. The boy shakes his head.
SCRAWNY BOY
(teeth chattering)
No, my Lord. I am warm.
LORD KIRA
You see, Lady Asano? You are
mistaken.
Kira pours thick green tea into earthenware raku tea bowls
for the both of them, then rises to stare out at the view.