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Sunlight. Sudden. Fogged. A gentle breeze is blowing. Andthen there is --

COLOR. FLOWERS. Hundreds. Duplicates and multiples. Greens,yellows, oranges, blues, blacks. Then -- WATER, sprinklingfrom a nozzle.

INT. A GREENHOUSE - DAY

A male gardener tends the greenhouse with the snake-like coilof a green hose trailing behind her. He moves from species tospecies, spraying a gentle stream of water across them.

EXT. A GREENHOUSE - DAY

A pretty young BRUNETTE stands among rows of freshly pottedflowers marked with various prices. Her shrewd gaze scans theselections. She smiles to herself.

A DISTANCE AWAY

A YOUNG MAN in a cafe, sits cross legged in a black suedejacket, staring at the Brunette in the distance over the rimof his coffee cup.

THE GREENHOUSE

The Brunette stoops to inspect a pot of Marigolds. As sherises, holding the pot, the Young Man can be seen walkingtowards her from the foreground.

A sudden SPRTIZ from the gardener's waterhose startles her.She puts the Marigolds down and walks away.

he Young Man glances at her briefly as they cross paths. Hestops beside a mass of moist ferns, staring at themdisinterestedly.

Smirking, the Brunette moseys alongside him and stops. Shetraces the contours of a fern with her finger. Moves away,following the gardener.

The Young Man turns his head slightly, eying her figure asshe makes a purchase. He looks away and moves on when sheturns around, a purple foil wrapped bouquet of yellow flowersin her hand.

Bored, the Young Man starts to walk away. He turns right intothe Brunette. She grins and gently urges the flowers towardshim. Hesitantly, he takes them.

YOUNG MAN...You're buying me flowers?

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She grins.

BRUNETTESure. Cant a cute girl buy acuteguy flowers? It is the 21stCentury.

He grins back at her, cautious, but interested. He playsback.

YOUNG MANI dont know about cute...

She raises her brow -- faux insulted.

BRUNETTEWhat are you talking about, ofcourse Im cute.

YOUNG MAN(stammers; doesnt get thejoke)

No I -- I mean...

He changes his tune, seeing her hold back a laugh.

YOUNG MAN (CONTD)Well what I mean is: Yes. You are.

She playfully pushes the bouquet into his chest. He takesthem in two hands -- and --

MATCH CUT TO:

-- GRUNTS, pain suddenly visible in his eyes. At once, hisclothes are different -- dirty, dingy, his face is raw redand --

A MASKED MAN IS TWISTING A KNIFE INTO HIS GUT.

The Young Man screams in agony and sinks to the ground, theknife sticking out of his bloody abdomen.

INT. DUNGEON

The Young Man lies on the dirty ground, stiff, too agonizedto writhe. A pool of blood has collected under him, soakinghis shirt.

Somewhere, a DOOR BLASTS OPEN. The Young Man turns his faceslowly from the sudden light. Two human shadows enter,towering over him. A pair of gloved hands drag him out of theshadow into the light.

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INT. TORTURE CELL

The Young Man sits in a rickety wooden chair, hooked up viaelectric leads to a nasty looking appliance. Offscreen, twoshadows handle the dirty work.

SHADOW #1(thick accent)Give us the name. Make the pain goaway. Make everything go, da?

He just moans.

A SWITCH is flipped and BRZAP --

-- the Young Mans head snaps back --

YOUNG MANAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

....for what seems like forever....then --

-- FLIP -- the switch goes down.

SHADOW #2(thick accent)

The name soldier! Your countrycannot help you now, give us thename of the informant!

FLIP.

Wild screams.

FLIP.

A THIRD SHADOW leans into the light, close to his face. ABEAKED NOSE and unfriendly pair of beady eyes train on theYoung Mans spent visage.

SHADOW #2 (CONTD)(thick accent)

Ok then. So you dont feel liketalking after we present you withsuch hospitality. Maybe you talk toout pet Spook, yes? Yes, maybe you

will. Or maybe you die. Da?

INT. DUNGEON

The Young Man is hurled into a heap in the dirty corner.

SLAM! The light disappears.

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Silence. Then, just his faint, hoarse breathing.

A door opens from a different angle. RED LIGHT shines in.FOOTSTEPS slog through the muddy dungeon. Someone crouchesnearby him.

A WOMAN. The Brunette, dressed similarly to the way she wasat the Greenhouse. But her eyes are cold. No smile. Noplayfulness.

He stares at her blearily. Recognition. But he doesntunderstand. His lips move.

YOUNG MAN(hoarse)

...yellow...flowers...

She reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out....a FLASK.She urges it to his lips. He turns his head away. She urges

it on him again. With his remaining strength he smacks itaway.

She stares at him sadly. He laughs softly.

YOUNG MAN (CONTD)Youre bringing me flowers?

She regards his face. Then a sad smile faintly softens herfeatures.

BRUNETTESure. Cant a cute girl bring a

cute boy flowers?

His eyes close slowly.

YOUNG MANI dont know about cute.

She lifts her hand to push away the hair stuck to hisforehead.

BRUNETTEWhat are you talking about. Ofcourse youre cute.

Eyes shut, he doesnt respond.

CUT TO BLACK

THE END

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