Upstream Color

Thief:
I have to apologize. I was born with a disfigurement where my head is made of the same material as the sun.

Thief:
The water before you is somehow special. When you drink it you feel revived and full of energy. It is better than anything you've ever tasted. Take a drink now.

Thief:
There are two approaching armies: hunger and fatigue, but a great wall keeps them at bay. The wall extends to the sky and will stay up until I say otherwise.

Thief:
Each drink is better than the last, leaving you with the desire to have one more. Take a drink now.

Thief:
The next drink must be earned and I'm going to tell you how. Focus closely on my instructions. I will ask you to repeat them from memory.

[Kris is rummaging through an enormous shoulder-bag and not meeting Jeff's eyes]

Kris:
Why do you take the train?

Jeff:
Why do I take the train?

Kris:
Yeah, it's just, everyone who takes the train is either homeless or they had their license revoked or, you know.

Jeff:
Do you want to see my driver's license?

Kris:
No.

[On the train, during their second encounter]

Jeff:
I called you. I can't do this every day, this makes me late for work. There are four trains after me. So you're going to have to answer if I call.

[She ignores him]

Jeff:
I'm gonna call. Again.

[Cut to Jeff and Kris meeting in a caf?]