LARA (mumbling)
I'm not sure if I'll like it. Will I be able to see my clones in the future?
The professor encourages Lara with a glowing expression.
PROFESSOR
No, Lara. Our psychological advisors prohibit the original from meeting their duplicates. (Attempts to reassure her) The chances of encountering them later in life are minimal since the androids are assigned to distant duties, and it is highly unlikely that they will be around us. (Attempting to change the subject) But you should know (sensitively) that you become a legend, which cannot be said about all your friends and acquaintances who vanish into the depths of oblivion.
She turns away from her mother and the professor, an indication that the conversation has come to an end. Her head rests on the pillow, her gaze fixed on an undefined spot on the white wall. With a hand gesture from behind her back, she signals her desire to be alone. After a few moments of bewilderment, they both exit the room.
INT. MID-DAY. OPEN FIELD
Lara, the girl, takes advantage of the boy's distracted state and suddenly manages to shake off the person who was kissing her, disrupting his balance. Swiftly, with her athletic build, she knocks him down and taunts him, kneeling next to his ribs, asserting her dominance. She smiles as she playfully massages her friend's flushed cheeks with her fingers.
LARA (in a sighing voice)
Don't move.
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