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THE MAN
It is impossible. My daughter
doesn't want to denounce him, and,
believe it or not, she even loves
him. He is being sponsored to go to
America. No one knows what will
happen. Everything... everything is
so complicated. Anyhow, let it
be... this life is so wretched...
This is how things are.

The man's voice becomes slurred; his eyes glaze over; and his head

slowly drops on the table. The policeman in plain clothes shrugs his
shoulders and gets up. He turns toward his companions, who are
sitting half-drunk at a nearby table, picks up a bottle of beer, and starts
to fill their glasses. He then raises his glass and loudly announces:

POLICEMAN A

Guys. Drink up! Bottoms up!

THE DRINKING BUDDIES
Go, Go, Go...

The "Go, go, go" screams resonate and mask the snoring sounds
made by the small man hunched over the nearby table. A stream of

tears has run down from the corner of his eye and blended in with the
filth on the table.

58 EXT. THE INTER - VILLAGE ROAD - MORNING

POLICEMAN B gets the news that a friend of his, a policeman in the
next hamlet, has seen the Amerasian there. He immediately jumps on

his motorcycle to go look for the Amerasian. He asks some villagers
where the Amerasian has
taken temporary refuge and then goes to find the place. It is a house at
the end of the hamlet, next to the endless rows of tea bushes from a
nearby plantation.