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[the video shows a tall Indian boy running into a house, where a dark-haired girl lies on the floor, unconscious]
[he goes to her, concerned]
Ruth! What happened? What's wrong?
[dragging her up, he lies her back along a wooden table, leaning over her]
Ruth?
[he blinks, and suddenly, the girl lying on the table is not Ruth, but--]
... Susie?
[Susie grins at him, looking so completely happy]
You wrote me a poem once. You called yourself "The Moor".
[he just looks at her, speechless-- disbelieving, but also grinning]
[Susie's next words a whisper]
... Kiss me.
[and he does]
[he goes to her, concerned]
Ruth! What happened? What's wrong?
[dragging her up, he lies her back along a wooden table, leaning over her]
Ruth?
[he blinks, and suddenly, the girl lying on the table is not Ruth, but--]
... Susie?
[Susie grins at him, looking so completely happy]
You wrote me a poem once. You called yourself "The Moor".
[he just looks at her, speechless-- disbelieving, but also grinning]
[Susie's next words a whisper]
... Kiss me.
[and he does]