Rùn Nuǎn
(Living room of the mansion on Russian Hill. Rainy afternoon. RUNNUAN, 7 years old, puts together a puzzle of a Chinese garden. MARÍA, 50, looks out the window.) MARIA: (Whispering) The rain hides everything... RUNNUAN: And what does it reveal? MARIA: Nothing, my life. How's the garden going? RUNNUAN: The bridge pieces are missing. They got lost. Like Bàba and Māma on their container journey. MARIA: They will come back. (An engine approaches in the street. Maria tenses.) RUNNUAN: Are you afraid? MARIA: No. I just hope. A cousin of your dad's is coming today. Liang. He will be tired. We must give him peace. RUNNUAN: I'll give it to you. Did your parents get lost, too? MARIA: Something like that. (The doorbell rings: two short rings, one long. Mary leans toward Runnuan.) MARIA: Remember: education, peace and your beautiful smile. (He opens the door. On the threshold, in the rain, is LIANG. Soaked, silent, with a backpack and a painful story in his eyes.)
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(Living room of the mansion on Russian Hill. Rainy afternoon. RUNNUAN, 7 years old, puts together a puzzle of a Chinese garden. MARÍA, 50, looks out the window.) MARIA: (Whispering) The rain hides everything... RUNNUAN: And what does it reveal? MARIA: Nothing, my life. How's the garden going? RUNNUAN: The bridge pieces are missing. They got ...Read more