PAGE ONE.
1.1: A BOY, probably between the ages of ten and twelve, walks with a GIANT PANDA next to him in a green field. The boy wears overalls and a baseball hat. The Panda is carrying a basket—let’s called the boy ZACK and the Panda is MERTON.
ZACK: Ma needs us to pick the apples for my birthday desert.
MERTON: Well we better get on it!
1.2: They stand in front of a creek, their basket filled with green and red apples. Zack is skipping rocks across the pond—we can see the little puddles stretching out into the lake.
NO DIALOGUE.
1.3: Merton picks up something from the rocky shore. It’s GOLDEN. Just focus on his furry palm.
ZACK [O.P.]: Whatcha got?
1.4: In a Tarantino-style shot, they look down at the golden pebble in Merton’s hand.
ZACK: We’re rich!
1.5: They’re on their hands and knees filling up their basket with gold stones and TOSSING the apples.
ZACK: This is the best birthday ever! Wait’ll Ma see.
MERTON: I think we may be on our way to subsidizing the national debt!
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