Labels:text | font | paper | letter OCR: Page 23. CONTINUED: MALCOLM (Cont'd) When I tried to help, when I reached to grab her hand, we made that connection -- you know -- and for the very first time ever I was not stung. I saw nothing there, felt no heat or pain or passion. It was sheer peace ... the eye of the storm. It was then I realized the beauty of it all. Freedom is relative to one's mental state. It has nothing to do with walls and borders and rules and regulations. Those who have freed themselves have nothing for me to find at their core. Nothing but peace. The slide show ends. He is bathed in white light. MALCOLM Like you, Kato. You have no fears about what is inside of you. Do you? She shakes her head. Malcolm reaches up and lowers the projection screen, revealing THREE VERY TOUGH-LOOKING GANG MEMBERS standing behind ...
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