Willow Page #3
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- 1988
- 126 min
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KIAYA:
I told him we didn't steal it, Wil-
low.
Burglekutt furiously scoops a handful of seeds out of
Willow's sack and shakes them under Willow's nose.
BURGLEKUTT:
You haven't paid your debts. Where
did you get these seeds?
With pride, Willow puts his arm around his wife.
WILLOW:
In the forest. My family's been
gathering them since last fall.
There's no law against that, Bur-
glekutt.
Suddenly the children laugh in the distance.
KIAYA:
Willow! You left the children
alone by the river??
In alarm she runs off before Willow can stop her. Bur-
glekutt sweeps the horizon with his walking stick.
BURGLEKUTT:
Too late, Ufgood. You'll never get
your planting done before the rains
start. You're gonna lose this
land.
He raises the seeds high above his head, then smashes
them down at Willow's boots. He waddles away toward
two of his MEN who wait by the road. Then: Kiaya
SHRIEKS from the river. Burglekutt stops in his tracks
and shakes his head as if to say "the whole family's
crazy." Off he trudges. Willow watches and waits.
Then runs as fast as he can to the river.
EXT. RIVER - DAY
Kiaya cradles the baby in her arms. Willow runs up,
and with patriarchal authority, puts his fists on his
hips.
WILLOW:
Absolutely, under no condition, is
anyone in this family going to fall
in love with that baby.
They all fall in love as he speaks. The children fol-
low Kiaya up on the bank, walking right past Willow.
WILLOW:
Kiaya! We can't keep that baby.
Mims, Ranon. Hey! I will not be
ignored!
Ignored, Willow huffs after them across his unplowed
field.
Willow nervously paces as Kiaya pours water in a wood
tub and the children entertain the naked baby with
sticks and brightly colored cloths, apparatus for a
magic trick.
WILLOW:
This is bad. If we're caught with
that little daikini it'll be the
end of us. Careful, Ranon, I need
that for the festival.
(indicates magic cloth)
Kiaya, what are we going to do?
KIAYA:
We're gonna give this baby a bath.
The baby squeals with joy as Kiaya lifts her into the
bath.
WILLOW:
Burglekutt's right. There's not
enough time to finish plowing.
We'll lose everything and I'll end
up working in the mines.
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