INT. ZOO — LION EXHIBIT — DAY

AZRIEL the lion lounges, watching, while trapped VIN the jerboa scrambles for escape.

AZRIEL
What…is it…truly…that makes
you run like so?

VIN
No! Please! You can’t! You can’t!
No! You wouldn’t! You wouldn’t!

AZRIEL
Is it…instinct? …Fear?
(a beat)
Or is it something more…
conscious?

VIN
I’ve family! I’ve kids! I’m an
orphan! I’m a vet!

AZRIEL
Don’t we all…in fact…choose
the emotions we indulge…and
which we don’t?

VIN
I’ve got friends! They’re powerful!
They’ll miss me! They’ll miss me!

AZRIEL
Or does humanity happen to us at
screaming birth?

VIN
I’ve got cash! I can pay! Say a
numba! I know numbas!

AZRIEL
Just think: the fetus, concept’s
conception—the cosmic
brainstorm of a man…

VIN
I’m inedible! Don’t even taste
good! Too much fat! Too much
bone! Give ya heartburn! Acid
reflux! Indigestion! Diarrhea!

AZRIEL
The womb, his carnal crucible
for manifest.

VIN
Please!

AZRIEL
His “Big Crunch.”

VIN
Oh, god, mercy!

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