INT. ZOO — PRIMATE EXHIBIT — DAY
A little girl in awe of us, her body against the glass.
Come, come. I’ve something
real to show you.
We pull away from the girl. Turn. A
WALL OF GLASS
keeps dozens of pressing toddlers at bay. An orangutan marvels them, slouched against it.
The children certainly delight—
no doubt about that. But it’s the
adults that truly endear. Watch.
The ape holds an index finger high, waves it around, adds to it his middle…and then ring. PEALS of mimed giggles ripple through the children; parents shift legs in curiosity.
He turns to look at us with a twinkling eye…
…places his index beside his nose in cheeky knowing. Then turns back to his audience, waves the three fingers again, holds them aloft in ceremony. …And reduces to two, points to their eyes, points to his eyes, and drops them, staring—just waiting for reaction.
A pin-drop silence.
Before parents rip/drag/scream their dumbstruck children from the glass. Furious panic erupts like artillery.
“One, two, three, eyes on me.”
Gets them every time.