The Final Journey Page #2
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- 2010
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They regard each other a moment, then Immanna rises and walks
out bravely into the vast white field lying outside the camp.
Isha strains to run after Immanna but Nutcha holds her back.
5.
YOUNG ISHA:
Immanna! Immanna!
Immanna never looks back. She just keeps walking.
The crowd breaks up, but Isha remains with her family
watching Immanna leave. Nato finally turns and heads back.
Isha refuses to leave, so Nutcha lifts her gently and carries
her away.
YOUNG ISHA (CONT’D)
Immanna...
Isha’s young, strong hands cling tightly to Nutcha. Her eyes,
bobbing in Nutcha’s arms, remain on Immanna...
EXT. HUT - MANPICHU CAMP - DAY
...ISHA’S EYES, 86 now, bob up and down as well.
Isha sits on a log bench covered with a grass mat, hunched
over some animal skins she is trying to sew together into a
fur-lined blanket.
Beside her, three old women also work on skins:
JOKKA, 70, makes a pair of mukluk boots. INNTA, 70, a jacket.
YANTAVVA, 75, repairs a full-bodied undergarment.
Isha looks in pain as her gnarled hands work the materials.
Once strong, her hands are now calloused and damaged by years
of exposure to the elements. They also slightly shake despite
Isha winces and drops her squirrel-bone needle. She rubs her
hand profusely, trying to hide her pain from the others.
Yantavva puts a questioning hand on Isha’s shoulder. Isha
shakes it off and continues working as if nothing is wrong.
The others exchange knowing looks before continuing with
their own work.
A HORN CALLS IN THE DISTANCE and the women stop working--
Isha thankfully. All four duck into the...
INT. HUT - CONTINUOUS
Divided four ways, Jokka and Innta run to the hut’s two
closest corners, Isha and Yantavva to the farthest two.
6.
They each grab wooden or clay bowls and run back out.
EXT. LARGE TENT IN THE CENTER OF THE VILLAGE - CONTINUOUS
Three ice-covered hunters unload two dead seals from a sled.
Isha and the others arrive and fall in with an excited crowd
of mostly women and a few stone-faced men.
Everyone raises their bowls and the hunters count them while
dancing children run up and touch the seals with delight.
A walrus-stomach sack with fresh water is brought from the
tent. The Hunters feed the water to the dead seals as
everyone nods and offers the seals words of thanks.
The hunters cut up the seals, first removing the heads and
setting them aside, followed by the skin and blubber.
When the hunters have taken the best parts for themselves,
they divide the rest into equal parts for everyone gathered.
INT. ISHA’S HUT - LATER
Isha drops her bowl to the floor in her corner, spilling her
family’s portion of meat and blubber.
Cursing, and rubbing her hands in pain, she gets on her knees
and gathers the spilled food back into the bowl.
She glances around cautiously at the hut’s other families
gathering around bowls of their own.
Nobody seems to have noticed her spill.
Until she notices Yantavva eyeing her suspiciously as
Yantavva cuts up her own portion of meat.
Isha grits her teeth and focuses on her cleanup.
When the meat is back in the bowl, Isha unrolls an animal
skin containing several knives and grabs a thin one.
She hovers with the knife over the meat, looking nervous
about how much her hand is shaking. She steels her resolve
and is about to cut the meat when her name is called:
CHOKO (O.S.)
Isha!
Isha looks at the entrance as her granddaughter CHOKO, 8,
rushes in, excited, and stares wide-eyed at their meat.
7.
CHOKO (CONT’D)
For us Grandma!?
Isha nods, then gets an idea. She holds out the knife.
ISHA:
Would you like to cut it up for the
family today?
Choko’s eyes grow even wider. She takes the knife and under
Isha’s guidance, cuts up the meat.
As they work, Isha glances at Yantavva who shakes her head
with disapproval.
Isha lies under a fur blanket beside Choko, her son SONTO,
45, daughter-in-law NADDA, 35, brother ITO, 60, Ito’s wife
ATTIMA, 45, and Ito’s sons ATTO, 25 and UTOJAN, 27.
Other families lay in the hut’s other quarters, all beds
consisting of woven grass mats covered with caribou skin.
Everyone is asleep except Isha who stares at the roof,
rolling her wrist to work out the pain.
Sleep eluding her, she quietly gets up.
EXT. ISHA’S HUT - NIGHT
Isha exits wearing a parka and sets off for the edge of camp.
As she walks, she closes her eyes and savors the HOWLING WIND
rushing around her.
Isha stares at the vast arctic field stretching into
darkness. The only things moving are flakes of snow, and
chips of ice, rolling along in the arms of the WIND.
The GHOSTLY FORM OF AN OLD WOMAN appears on the ice field.
She is followed by FOUR OTHER ELDERLY GHOST WOMEN.
All of them stare at Isha.
Then Immanna appears, a bright blue spirit in the night, and
ISHA IS A LITTLE GIRL AGAIN staring at her in awe.
8.
Immanna smiles at Young Isha and holds out an entreating arm
towards the arctic field.
The Ghostly Women behind Immanna do the same.
THE WIND PICKS UP INTENSITY and Isha’s joy turns to fear. She
shakes her head no. THE WIND RISES TO A GALE!
Isha beseeches Immanna with her eyes but Immanna shows no
emotion. The Women stare like accusing statues.
The WIND whips around Isha, rising to a frightening level.
Isha finally cannot take anymore.
YOUNG ISHA:
NO!
The WIND blows itself away across the ice field, taking with
it Immanna and the others ghosts.
ISHA IS HER OLD SELF AGAIN, alone and shaken up in the still
arctic night.
EXT. ISHA’S HUT - DAY
Isha sits on her bench lost in thought. She holds her blanket
but does not work on it.
The day is surprisingly warm and Jokka and Innta seem to
converse about it as they work on their skins.
Yantavva, however, watches Isha.
She elbows Jokka and points at Isha sitting idle. Jokka and
Innta shake their heads in disapproval.
Sensing their stares, Isha comes out of her thoughts.
She turns away from them and uses her palms to apply the
force needed to push her needle through the thick skins.
After a few of these difficult stitches, however, Isha throws
down the blanket in frustration and storms into the hut.
The others look at one another in knowing, busy-body fashion.
INT/EXT. LARGE TENT IN CENTER OF CAMP - NIGHT
A festival is under way INSIDE AND OUTSIDE the great tent.
Children run in and out of it, chasing dogs and laughing.
9.
Several drummers PLAY MUSIC ON HIDE DRUMS.
The entire camp is gathered, people either dancing, eating,
or walking about sharing and distributing food.
Isha is the only person not having fun. She sits with Sonto,
Nadda, Ito and Attima who LAUGH together, ignoring her.
Isha stares at another family listening with rapture to an
elderly grandmother tell a tale.
INT. IMMANNA’S HUT - FLASHBACK
During Immanna’s goodbye ceremony, young Isha watches Immanna
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