SCENE 23 | FILM “ ARQUEOLOGIA “ | DRAMA | 180 MINUTES | BRAZIL | 2024 Carlos Eduardo Thompson NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST LAYA, ANCESTOR OF 14,000 B.P. [EXTERNAL. LAYA WALKS IN DIVERSE DIRECTIONS IN THE FOREST. OBSERVE THE SPEED OF THE RIVERS. STACK THINGS ON A BASKET. SUSPEND THE BASKET ABOVE THE HEAD AND ENTERS THE WATER. STONES ARE SLIPPED AND CURRENCY THREATS YOUR BALANCE. WATER NOW Tapes YOUR WAIST. I WAS NOT SURE I COULD CROSS THE RIVER. ARRIVES IN HALF OF RIVER AND RIVER IS BACKGROUND. WATER NOW BEATS AT NECK HEIGHT. WALK ON TIPS. BASKET CONTINUES ABOVE HEAD. SUDDENLY MISSED THE FLOORS. HEAD BALANCE AND SHE WITHOUT WANTED TO SWALLOW A LITTLE WATER. SOON AFTER IT SHOULD PARSE SUPPORT WITH THE BASKET HOLDING IN HANDS. LAYA SEEKS TO PROPEL HIS BODY TOWARD THE OPPOSITE MARGIN.FOR A MOMENT THE CHAIN DRAGGED HER BUT SOON SHE FELT THE Background OF STONES BENEATH HER FEET. MOMENTS AFTER IT WAS ALREADY BACK AND AGAIN WALKING THROUGH THE KILLS] NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST LAYA, ANCESTOR OF 14,000 B.P. NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST — ... so you realize you need to find your people, your mate. LAYA, 14,000 B.P. ANCESTOR — I was looking for a point where I could cross the river. On the way I found a row of trees in which sometimes something gigantic appeared, dominating the rickety companions. As the days went by I followed every meander of the river's course, following each of its curves or detours. When Rio split into two canals, separated by an island, I decided to risk the crossing. A few large ... blocks of stone in the channel on the other side of the island gave me hope that this point was shallow enough to cross. I was a good swimmer, but I didn't want to wet my basket and clothes. I fell into the routine of traveling all day until dusk, when I would then look for a stream or stream to camp nearby. The water was abundant. The rains were causing rivers to overflow, filling the basins and valleys that would later be dry moats or, at best, muddy streams. The abundance was fleeting. The moisture would be quickly absorbed, but ... before giving the planes time to bloom ... overnight, the earth was covered with flowers of varying hues. Yellow, white, purple and blue. And the strong reds existed, but less so 14,000 years ago, but fewer. I came to depend less on the meager supply I had brought with me, beginning to increasingly take away the food, the food from the earth. And that did not hinder my march. I was nomadic as you archaeologists now say in 2025. Collector and fisher woman. And a huntress. The digging wood I had tucked into the same belt as my clothes. The food was plentiful, but the wood and fire were harder to come by, but I knew how to make a fire very well. [VOICE OFF NATASHA VOLKEN. THE LIGHT IN THE HORIZON RA IS SO BRIGHT THAT LAYA LITTLE DIDN'T SEE THE SUDDEN DESCENT PLATO WHERE IT WAS. STANDING ON THE EDGE, AND WITH HIS HAND OVER HIS EYES, SHE SAW A RAVINE. IT WAS A SMALL RIVER TO LIGHT WATERS AND FLANKED BY MEDIUM TREES AND PLANTS. PAST A THROAT OF ROCKY WALLS STRETCHED OUT A GREEN VALLEY. COOL AND WELL-SHELTERED. THERE UNDER A CERTAIN DISTANCE IN THE MIDDLE WAY THE LAST SUN SHIPS IN THE MIDDLE FIELD THE LAST SUN SHIPS ARE ON A GROUP OF FOREST PEERS].




SCENE 23 | FILM “ ARQUEOLOGIA “ | DRAMA | 180 MINUTES | BRAZIL | 2024

Carlos Eduardo Thompson


NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST


LAYA, ANCESTOR OF 14,000 B.P.


[EXTERNAL. LAYA WALKS IN DIVERSE DIRECTIONS IN THE FOREST. OBSERVE THE SPEED OF THE RIVERS. STACK THINGS ON A BASKET. SUSPEND THE BASKET ABOVE THE HEAD AND ENTERS THE WATER. STONES ARE SLIPPED AND CURRENCY THREATS YOUR BALANCE. WATER NOW Tapes YOUR WAIST. I WAS NOT SURE I COULD CROSS THE RIVER. ARRIVES IN HALF OF RIVER AND RIVER IS BACKGROUND. WATER NOW BEATS AT NECK HEIGHT. WALK ON TIPS. BASKET CONTINUES ABOVE HEAD. SUDDENLY MISSED THE FLOORS. HEAD BALANCE AND SHE WITHOUT WANTED TO SWALLOW A LITTLE WATER. SOON AFTER IT SHOULD PARSE SUPPORT WITH THE BASKET HOLDING IN HANDS. LAYA SEEKS TO PROPEL HIS BODY TOWARD THE OPPOSITE MARGIN.FOR A MOMENT THE CHAIN DRAGGED HER BUT SOON SHE FELT THE Background OF STONES BENEATH HER FEET. MOMENTS AFTER IT WAS ALREADY BACK AND AGAIN WALKING THROUGH THE KILLS]


NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST


LAYA, ANCESTOR OF 14,000 B.P.


NATASHA VOLKEN, ARCHAEOLOGIST — ... so you realize you need to find your people, your mate.


LAYA, 14,000 B.P. ANCESTOR — I was looking for a point where I could cross the river. On the way I found a row of trees in which sometimes something gigantic appeared, dominating the rickety companions. As the days went by I followed every meander of the river's course, following each of its curves or detours. When Rio split into two canals, separated by an island, I decided to risk the crossing. A few large ... blocks of stone in the channel on the other side of the island gave me hope that this point was shallow enough to cross. I was a good swimmer, but I didn't want to wet my basket and clothes. I fell into the routine of traveling all day until dusk, when I would then look for a stream or stream to camp nearby. The water was abundant. The rains were causing rivers to overflow, filling the basins and valleys that would later be dry moats or, at best, muddy streams. The abundance was fleeting. The moisture would be quickly absorbed, but ... before giving the planes time to bloom ... overnight, the earth was covered with flowers of varying hues. Yellow, white, purple and blue. And the strong reds existed, but less so 14,000 years ago, but fewer. I came to depend less on the meager supply I had brought with me, beginning to increasingly take away the food, the food from the earth. And that did not hinder my march. I was nomadic as you archaeologists now say in 2025. Collector and fisher woman. And a huntress. The digging wood I had tucked into the same belt as my clothes. The food was plentiful, but the wood and fire were harder to come by, but I knew how to make a fire very well.


[VOICE OFF NATASHA VOLKEN. THE LIGHT IN THE HORIZON RA IS SO BRIGHT THAT LAYA LITTLE DIDN'T SEE THE SUDDEN DESCENT PLATO WHERE IT WAS. STANDING ON THE EDGE, AND WITH HIS HAND OVER HIS EYES, SHE SAW A RAVINE. IT WAS A SMALL RIVER TO LIGHT WATERS AND FLANKED BY MEDIUM TREES AND PLANTS. PAST A THROAT OF ROCKY WALLS STRETCHED OUT A GREEN VALLEY. COOL AND WELL-SHELTERED. THERE UNDER A CERTAIN DISTANCE IN THE MIDDLE WAY THE LAST SUN SHIPS IN THE MIDDLE FIELD THE LAST SUN SHIPS ARE ON A GROUP OF FOREST PEERS].



 

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