how im spending my birthday vacation
FADE IN
EXT. EDGE OF A FOREST, THAILAND – DUSK
We open on the edge of a jungle forest, huge lush green leaves everywhere. The grass is tall, except for a narrow path that leads out of jungle. The sun is just setting, the leaves rock in the breeze. The scene is as total peace.
We hold on this for a moment, listening to the insects buzzing.
Eventually, far off in the distance, a figure emerges from the forest. It’s a small MALAYSIAN MAN. He trudges towards us, carrying a huge rattan basket full of something, followed by two more men, carrying similar baskets. Not far behind them is a few Malaysian women, carrying empty water buckets.
We watch them sleepily walk towards us, they obviously are returning home from a long day of doing something. The first man with a basket gets close enough to the camera for us to now notice that the basket is full of sheets, sheets that are covered in enormous blood stains, and there are a lot of sheets.
The first man gets far along enough that he almost exits our static shot.
The buzzing insects suddenly go quiet, and the last woman in the procession looks towards the forest.
A faint snarling is heard, and suddenly a horrifying ROAR blasts from the jungle, quickly followed by a woman screaming. The men and women drop everything and run back into the forest.
EXT. FOREST CLEARING – CONTINUOUS
There’s a small clearing deep in the forest, the tall grass is all matted down, clumps of grass clotted together with red.
In the middle of the clearing is an enormous TIGER, blood and thick ribbons of its flesh hanging off its back. It’s kicking and bucking wildly, while a small CAUCASIAN WOMAN named CAPUCINE stands near it, trying to approach the tiger, scared out of her mind.
Malaysian men and women, 10 or 15 of them, are running to the clearing. Some are screaming, some men try to back the women to the outer ring of the clearing, like men do when theres a fight. Most all seem to be trying to get the tiger under control and are not paying attention to the terrified white woman only feet away from the huge bloody tiger.
(in subtitles)
MALAYSIAN WOMEN
What did you do!
What did you do!
MALAYSIAN MAN
Get back!
Get back!
Is there any water left?
Go get water!
The tiger has obviously lost a lot of blood, and is now stumbling over itself. It lets out a few desperate but equally horrific yells, its tail swinging wildly. It abruptly pauses for a tense moment, and then like a housecat about to cough a hairball, the tiger arches its back, its eyes shoot wide open and the exahausted animal screeches, it exhales a pitiful and pained howl.
Immediately we hear a faint tearing sound, and the skin that was left intact along the tigers spine fissures all the way up to the base of its skull, a faint mist of blood wafts into the air above it.
The small white woman watches, then vomits into a large plant near by.
EXT. EDGE OF THE FOREST, SAME SHOT AS EARLIER – CONTINUOUS
The forest is dead silent, except for the leaves swaying.
Capucine comes bounding out of the forest and down the path off camera. She screams hysterically in French to herself.
(in subtitles)
CAPUCINE
No more! I can’t deal
with this shit! I’m done!
I’m done with this!
I’m done with this shit, I
don’t want to do it anymore!
EXT. BACKYARD OF FACILITY – CONTINUOUS
We follow Capucine into the back yard of what looks to be a well set up camp. Malaysian men and women are dutifully working, moving large baskets of bloody sheets back and forth, washing them, drying them. They watch in bewilderment as Capucine runs directly towards a pile of clean white sheets, collapses into them, and bawls. One of the women rush to her side, looking to comfort her.
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