EXT. MONASTERY GARDEN. MORNING
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[Hana] goes on outside, and
tentatively approaches Kip, who's still working at his hair.
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HANA: My hair was long. At some point. I've forgotten what a nuisance it is to wash. He continues to wash. She holds up the cup of oil HANA: Try this. I found a great jar of it. Olive oil. |
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KIP: Thank you. Hana stands for a second, just wanting to be close, then shyly walks away. Kip examines the oil, calls after her. |
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KIP: Is this for my hair? HANA (turning,smiling): Yes, for your hair.
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