Monday, September 29, 2008

273. The Kingdom - Leslie







  • FADE IN:

  • EXT. THE KING'S HIGHWAY - DAY

  • Travelers make their way up the dusty road, a walled city standing in the distance.

  • TALIB walks with the gait of a man who has traveled for a long time.

  • He is focused, keeping his movements efficient and powerful.

  • He approaches a GROUP OF TRAVELERS.

  • TALIB
  • Excuse me friends, is that the Kingdom?

  • The LEADER of the group scoffs.

  • LEADER
  • That's the city of Aran; there is no Kingdom, friend. It's just a fairy tale.

  • Talib nods politely and continues; it's an answer he's heard many times before.

  • EXT. CITY OF ARAN: SHEPHERD'S GATE - DAY

  • Talib arrives at the gates and is pulled through with a wave of merchants and travelers pouring into Aran.

  • Talib pulls one of the GUARDS aside.

  • TALIB
  • Sir, I'm searching for the Kingdom, do you know which road I must take?

  • The guard laughs and pushes Talib past him.

  • GUARD
  • Don't waste my time.

  • Talib bows politely and continues into the city.

  • EXT. CITY OF ARAN: MARKET STREET - DAY

  • Talib wanders through the market, looking for someone to help him.

  • He passes IDRIS, a dignified man with an ancient face, and spins around.

  • He runs back to catch up with him.

  • TALIB
  • Sir, sir. You appear to be wise and well-traveled.

  • IDRIS
  • You are correct as to the extent of my travels, the wisdom bit, I suppose we shall have to see.

  • TALIB
  • Please, could you tell me which road I must take to find the Kingdom?

  • Idris smiles.

  • IDRIS
  • Child, the Kingdom is all around you.

  • For the first time, Talib's face falls.

  • TALIB
  • How can that be? I've searched all these years. That sounds like the fable everyone believes it to be.

  • He rushes away.

  • EXT. CITY OF ARAN:INN STREET - NIGHT

  • Talib walks along the street, his gait slower, weariness etched on his face as he looks for an inn.

  • A BEGGAR at the side of the street holds out his hand.

  • BEGGAR
  • Alms, sir, alms? Alms for the poor.

  • Talib pauses, then sits beside the man and pulls a loaf a flatbread from his pouch.

  • TALIB
  • Here, friend.

  • The beggar takes the bread thankfully and stands, scooting away.

  • He turns.

  • BEGGAR
  • The Kingdom is all around you.

  • And then he is gone.

  • Talib stares after him in surprise, then feels a hand on his shoulder and turns to see Idris towering above him.

  • IDRIS
  • I see you understand the Kingdom more than you realize.

  • TALIB
  • But, I don't understand.

  • IDRIS
  • Good, that's an excellent place to begin.

  • He holds out his hand, revealing a royal signet ring with the seal of the Kingdom.

  • IDRIS
  • Follow me.

  • Idris turns and strides away.

  • Talib stares for a moment, then rushes after him and as he catches up with him, for a moment, he sees the building washed in a glow of gold and jewels scattered along the street and a palace larger than he could ever have imagined stretching out before him.

  • It disappears and he throws his head back, laughing so hard he shakes,and Idris joins him.

  • FADE TO BLACK.


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