                            ZICO
                If you keep losing sleep,
                on the third day...
                    (shows three fingers)
                You could start hallucinating.
He closes his eyes. Lowers his face.
                            ZICO
                Every morning I wake up wishing
                I'd been lied to rest 'neath the green,
                green grass.
TEARS fill her eyes.
                            ZICO
                I really wanna go home. There's
                not much to write home about.
EXT. TIDAR STREET - NIGHT
ZICO and INDAH leave a fried chicken restaurant. Carrying plastic bags.
                            ZICO
                   (points to the hawker)
                INDAHSARI, you want martabak?
She whispers in his ear.
                      MARTABAK MAN
                          (to him)
                Wanna order?
                            ZICO
                Sir, where can we get one of these?
                    (points to his skillet)
