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

89.
IMPOSING SOLDIER
Look at me.
(when Oishi doesn’t)
LOOK AT ME!
Oishi does. And just as we’re sure he’s about to be caught --
IMPOSING SOLDIER (CONT’D)
Keep the line moving.
Oishi is as surprised as we are. Nods readily and shuffles
away, ignoring the Soldier’s muttered curse of --
IMPOSING SOLDIER (CONT’D)
Brainless peasants.
-- as he moves off into:
INT. FOUNDER’S TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS
Prayer candles and incense dominate the interior of the twostoried
hondo -- or main hall -- filled with townsfolk.
LORD KIRA sits in a chair befitting his status, behind a
screen of gossamer silk to prevent the gaze of peasants from
sullying him. It is from there he surveys his offerings.
Oishi watches as a PIG FARMER approaches the screen and hands
over five piglets in a cart. An ACOLYTE records the
information in the official roll. Kira never says a word.
Kira’s functionary, the temple’s CHIEF MONK, does all the
interacting with the lesser peoples.
Next.
CHIEF MONK
As the Soldier escorts the farmer away, the Chief Monk turns
his gaze on Oishi.
CHIEF MONK (CONT’D)
Step forward.
Oishi steps before the screen shrouding Kira’s visage.
CHIEF MONK (CONT’D)
Name and offering?
OISHI
Two bolts of silk, Holy One.
The Chief Monk tries to take the bolts, but Oishi holds fast
to them. The Monk sighs and turns to the Acolyte.
CHIEF MONK
Note that they are exceedingly poor
specimens. Moth eaten.
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