Константин Воскресенский – Film Screenplay. The Adventures of Kesha the Russian Boy (страница 7)

MOTHER

(studying the mud in his hair)

A puddle. That went over your head.

KESHA

(not blinking)

A deep puddle.

She doesn’t buy it. She doesn’t push it. She hands him a towel and points toward the bathroom. He goes, dripping.

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Scene 20. EXT. COURTYARD – DAY (1992)

Seven-year-old KESHA stands alone, staring at a BICYCLE leaning against a wall. It is a beauty – blue frame, chrome handlebars, a bell shaped like a ladybug. Not his. The owner is inside eating lunch, unaware.

Kesha’s breathing quickens. His fingers twitch. He looks left. Right. Behind him. Nobody.

He gets on. Pushes off. The world opens up – speed, wind, freedom. Trees blur. The courtyard expands. For fifteen seconds, his face cycles through an extraordinary emotional spectrum: euphoria, joy, lightness, then anxiety, burden, fear, horror. All compressed into the time it takes to ride from one building to another.

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