EXT. MANEK MANOR - MORNING
ITS 11 AM, A BOY IS SITTING IN LONG FAMILY CHAIR IN SECLUDED GARDEN, THINKING WITHOUT HEARING ANY SOUND OF TRUCK MOVING OR NATURE CREATIONS.
BOY TAKES OUT A SMALL POCKET KNIFE, LOOKS AT IT.
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EXT. STORE - MORNING
BOY IS STANDING, WITH POCKET KNIFE, IN FRONT OF SELLER.
BOY LOOKS AT HIM.
BOY
IS IT SHARP?
SELLER
YES, ITS SHARP THEN TREE BEAK, IT CAN MAKE HOLE IN TREE BRANCHES
BOY
(TEST THE KNIFE) YEAH, I KNOW IT WILL MAKE HOLE, BUT CAN IT CUT?
BOY LOOKS AT HIM.
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BOY LOOKS AT KNIFE, PLAY WITH IT, POINT THE KNIFE IN ARM, OUT OF SUDDEN, BEGAN TO CUT HIS HAND, WHILE HE SCREAMS VERY LOUDLY THAT WHOLE MANOR COULD HEAR.
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INT. ROOM OF HOSPITAL - MORNING
BOY IS SITTING PLAIN DEAD WITH HIS RIGHT HAND IS SEVERED WITH LOTS OF BANDAGE.
UNTIL, AN OFFICER COMES, SITS ON HIS SIDE.
BOY
DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DO?
OFFICER
PENSION OFFICER.
BOY
I WANT TO MAKE AN DEMAND, CAN YOU DO IT?
OFFICER
I WANT TO ASK? WHY DO YOU CALL ME?
BOY THINKING, WHILE LOOKING OUTSIDE.
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INT. AMBULANCE (MOVING) - MORNING
BOY IS HURTING AS HIS HAND IS CUT IN HALF, WHILE HIS UNCLE IS SCARED AS HE IS TRYING TO CONSOLE HIM, BUT STILL HIS SCREAM WOULDN'T LOWER AND KEEP TELLING,
BOY
CALL THE PENSION OFFICER. (SCREAM) CALL
UNCLE SLAPS HIM, WHILE HE TEARS.
BOY
CALL HIM! CALL THE PENSION OFFICER.
UNCLE
YOU WANT TO CALL (SLAPS, WHERE EACH BECOME HARD UNTIL NURSE STOPS HER) YOU WANT TO CALL! (CRIES)
BOY
I DON'T CARE JUST CALL HIM, ITS MIN-
BOY SCREAM BECOMES MORE IN AGONY.
BOY
(TRYING TO HOLD HIS PAIN AS MUCH AS HE CAN) ITS MINE...... LAST ........REQUEST!
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INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - EVENING
BOY IS LOOKING OUTSIDE WHILE LAYING LIKE DEAD IN BED WITH SEVERED HAND.
ON HALL
DOCTOR (FEMALE) COMES TO UNCLE.
UNCLE
HOW IS HE?
DOCTOR
HE IS...