43. Her Own Stream - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. JAPANESE GARDEN - DAY


• Isabella opens her eyes and looks around, enjoying the scent of bright cherry blossoms and damp grass.


• The garden around her is full of color, dark red gazebos, and ornate bridges, delicate in their intricacy.


• She smiles sleepily and closes her eyes.


• She floats on the stream that divides the garden, still for a moment, then pulled by the steady flow of water.


• Her dark hair twists and trails behind her and her soaked dress spreads around her on the surface of the water.


• Footsteps pound the cement paths that twist through the path and a security guard appears from behind thick foliage.


• OFFICER THOMAS
• Lady, hey lady...you can't swim in the stream lady.


• Isabella murmurs, asleep.


• ISABELLA
• You can't touch me here..safe.


• OFFICER THOMAS
• Lady...what's your name ma'am? Look, I have to ask you to leave the premises.


• The stream picks up speed, pulling her along it's curves away from him.


• Officer Thomas throws up his hands and watches her float gently through the garden.


• FADE TO BLACK.