The willow tree.

[Opening shots, really slow pans of a forest area, shots focused specifically on willow tee]

[RR3 approaches from forest to the side of the tree. It is shown through the way that he travels that he is familiar with his surroundings. Upon entering the clearing he sits down at the base of the willow tree, and lets out an incredibly long *sigh*. For the first few minutes not a word is said, RR3 just sits against the tree with his eyes closed, taking deep, slow breathes. An eerie music track lifts out of the background (Search for Delicious- Panda Bear) and a shot from behind RR3’s eyelids is shown, as he opens them it reveals that his surroundings have taken on a different appearance/colouring. Trees are much more present or “vivid”.]

Willow- That took you a while this time… have the troubles and tries of your pointless life clouded you?

RR3- I wish you wouldn’t talk like that… it’s not as easy for me to just let things “blow through my leaves”.

Willow-… What feeds your concern with your silly lifes problems? What ties you to these stresses and complications? Memories… things you’ve been taught or told to worry about. You know what I’ve been taught?

RR3- …

Willow- Nothing. I was born. I knew I had to eat… from there all I had to was grow and watch the world go by. I know what I am.. You humans are so consumed with what you’ve been told you have to do or what you have to be, that you never just…be.

RR3- *chuckles*, if only it were that easy.

Willow- Until you accept it… I guess it never will be.

[With a forceful sound, RR3 sits up from the tree, frustrated, and begins to walk away. As he’s leaving the tree colours begin to return to the normal, “breaking the haze”. The willow is shown lonely and silent, a sequence of shots representing the passing of night is shown till a new day has begun.]

[Shot of RR3 waking up in the morning and going about his day to day business, a narration starts]

RR3- I guess I started talking with the willow about a year ago, for a majority of my schooling the willow was a place where I’d go to get away… to throw the mental off switch, if you will. Money, friends, relationships…life in general, for some reason I get extremely overwhelmed with life’s problems. The willow was the only place I’d feel okay. It was somewhere where I could sit and just… and breath, just feel myself as an animal… a dumb fucking animal. It was when I really got in tune with this idea that the willow started to talk. It wasn’t really frightening to me, its voice would make me feel relaxed.. My fear would melt off… some night’s I’d be out in the forest till the early hours of the morning, but never once did I feel afraid.

[After a sequence of the day to day life of RR3, he is shown returning to the forest, the narration continues]

RR3- Though the willow has a thorough understanding of many of my problems, there’s some areas it can’t seem to grasp. It doesn’t understand the needs and expectations of a person in today’s society. It seems to think the best solution to any problem is to forget it… to ignore everything and just drift, let everything pass you by and calmly watch it as it goes . I shouldn’t expect it to understand really, it’s never had to actually accomplish anything.

[Again RR3 is sitting underneath the tree. A shot circulating him and the tree takes place as he breathes and the colours start to make the shift again. The two of them are silent until RR3 finally speaks]

RR3- I know I don’t really have to say this, but I’m sorry about yesterday. I’m out of it these days…

Buries his best friend under tree, then plants himself knee deep in the ground below it, shot revealing other kids approaching tree.

Fades to black, eerie music playing, fades back in to several kids all planted around the tree as dusk fills the sky.

Ends on a peaceful vibe.

When he kills his best friend the visual tones of conversing with the tree take over again, as if he’s accomplished it for himself.

Friends come and bury things that trouble them, like wallets ect.