The Taste of Vanilla
1. Josh's Beginning
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EXT. VANILLA PLANTATION - PAPUA - DAWN

Complete silence. Faint rustle of vanilla vines moving with the breeze. Establishing a greenish beautiful vanilla farm.

A focus on a single vanilla orchid, unopened. It falls down under the weight of the morning dew. 

A hand appears. Firm and strong. 

JOSH (29), tall, sharp in posture. His elegant shirt sleeves rolls. His charm portrays a strong lone wolf. He is alone, his face lit only by a headlamp, eyes visibly tired but focused.

He gently lifts the orchid and inspects it. 

Josh hand-pollinates the flower. It tells that the process requires effort, carefulness, and responsibility. 

RICO (22) arrives, in a simple T-shirt and a 3/4 pants, holding two cups of coffee. He's got the chill vibes.

Rico

Bro, it's 5:03. Normal people start at seven

Josh

Flowers don't

Rico shakes his head and gives a smile at his hardworking brother. 

Rico

You're doing this every single day. Ask for help some time.

Josh

If it's not right, I'll redo it later anyway

He notices something. Josh is hand-pollinating multiple flowers simultaneously, a surgeon-like movement. Josh's hands move quickly but accurately. 

Rico watches with a mix of awe and amusement.


Rico

You know the Jakarta peeps call you 'vanilla surgeon'

JOSH

Tell that to Father

Rico

You terrify people. No wonder women can't get to you.

Josh stares at the orchid on his hands, not distracted by what Rico said.

Wind howls.

Josh shakes his head lightly.

JOSH

One mistake and we'll lose it all. Don't be careless. That's what Father always say

Josh finished pollinating the flower and steps back. 

The vine row lights with the first touch of sunlight. The soft gold lights over the whole plantation.

Rico

... beautiful

Rico hands Josh the coffee and both watches Josh's masterpiece.

The sunrise reflects in Josh's eyes.

Rico (V.O.)

It's crazy how one small touch can change an entire season

Josh doesn't answer. He is in still zone- the sunrise in his eyes.

Josh

(low voice, almost whisper)

sometimes one small touch is enough to ruin everything, or fix it

Fast flickers of memories: the kiss with Luna, the emotional break, the healing sunrise in the final scene.

Josh walks through the rows. He moves in further and further until the vines engulf him. This man disappears into responsibility.

TITLE : THE TASTE OF VANILLA

A phone vibrates in Josh's pocket. He ignores it. Another vibrate, then another. 

He glances at it. Messages from his father: "Come here now!".

He pockets his phone.

Rico

(to Josh)

I have to catch my flight now. See you in Bogor?

Rico leaves the premises.

Josh goes to the house. He doesn't complain.


INT. JOSH'S HOUSE - PAPUA - MORNING

Establishing an elegant, exclusive, large house. Everything too neat and controlled. 

JOSH'S FATHER, MR. PRAMA (60s), wearing a similar formal shirt as Josh, hair almost all grey, a silver watch on his wrist, a professional, sits at the luxurious living room table. 

Coffee untouched.

Josh enters, already tensed.

Mr. Prama

You checked the west field?

Josh

Yesterday

Mr. Prama

And the numbers?

Josh

I sent them last night

Mr. Prama

The buyers won't wait. 

Josh

I adjusted the pollination schedule.

Mr. Prama

Without telling me?

Josh pauses. Breath tightens. 

Josh

The weather window was closing. I didn't want to risk delays.

Silence. Josh swallows.

Mr. Prama

And the flowers?

Josh

They bloomed early.

The flowers bloomed.

Josh

But... the bees didn't come.

Mr. Prama

Where?

Josh

Almost the entire west field.

His father leans back slowly.

Mr. Prama

Vanilla doesn't wait. If it isn't pollinated in a day, it dies.

Josh nods. He knows this already.

Mr. Prama

So?

Josh forces the words out.

Josh

We missed the window.

Mr. Prama

That field supplied thirty percent of this quarter.

Josh breath tightens.

Mr. Prama

If this quarter drops, they'll pull out. You know that.

Josh

I'll compensate. We can increase manual pollination in the east...

Josh's father interrupts.

Mr. Prama

You can't replace time. You thought you could fix nature by scheduling it. I taught you better than this

Josh's father said it with firm

Mr. Prama

If this fails..

Josh

It won't 

Too fast. Too sharp. Now, they lock eyes.

His father looks at him and Josh looks at him. 

Mr. Prama

It can't. Never. It's your responsibility. 

Josh just nods. He knows he had failed.



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