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cinematic studio portrait close-up of Jai, the face must be an exact identical match to the man in <Image 1>, same person, same face shape, same eyes, same brows, same nose, same lips, same jaw, same skin tone, same age, same hair, do not change, stylize or reinterpret any facial feature, this is the same man photographed again in the same studio wearing a different costume, take only the clothing from <Image 2> and nothing else tight head-and-shoulders framing, face filling the center of the frame, looking directly into the camera with a calm level deadpan gaze, lips flat, jaw set, the barest held-back dry amusement costume exactly as in <Image 2>, a 1970s Indian jail guard uniform, a khaki cotton drill tunic with a stiff mandarin collar buttoned at the throat, two buttoned pleated chest pockets with pointed flaps, small brass buttons down the front, a wide dark brown leather belt with a rectangular brass buckle at the waist, a khaki cotton side cap folded flat on the head with dark hair visible at the sides, fabric weave, stitching and pressed creases clearly visible authentic 1970s Hindi cinema era look, no modern grooming, no modern fabric, no contemporary styling plain dark charcoal grey studio backdrop, seamless and evenly lit, no props, no set soft large-source key light from slightly above and camera left wrapping across the face, gentle fill on the shadow side keeping detail in the far cheek, subtle rim light separating the cap and shoulders from the background raw unretouched 70mm film camera look, pore-level skin texture, no smoothing, no plastic sheen, natural fine film grain, shallow depth of field with eyes tack sharp and shoulders softly falling off, 85mm portrait lens, 16:9 cinematic frame, no text, no watermarkk , feel very real photo

cinematic studio portrait close-up of Jai, the face must be an exact identical match to the man in <Image 1>, same person, same face shape, same eyes, same brows, same nose, same lips, same jaw, same skin tone, same age, same hair, do not change, stylize or reinterpret any facial feature, this is the same man photographed again in the same studio wearing a different costume, take only the clothing from <Image 2> and nothing else tight head-and-shoulders framing, face filling the center of the frame, looking directly into the camera with a calm level deadpan gaze, lips flat, jaw set, the barest held-back dry amusement costume exactly as in <Image 2>, a 1970s Indian jail guard uniform, a khaki cotton drill tunic with a stiff mandarin collar buttoned at the throat, two buttoned pleated chest pockets with pointed flaps, small brass buttons down the front, a wide dark brown leather belt with a rectangular brass buckle at the waist, a khaki cotton side cap folded flat on the head with dark hair visible at the sides, fabric weave, stitching and pressed creases clearly visible authentic 1970s Hindi cinema era look, no modern grooming, no modern fabric, no contemporary styling plain dark charcoal grey studio backdrop, seamless and evenly lit, no props, no set soft large-source key light from slightly above and camera left wrapping across the face, gentle fill on the shadow side keeping detail in the far cheek, subtle rim light separating the cap and shoulders from the background raw unretouched 70mm film camera look, pore-level skin texture, no smoothing, no plastic sheen, natural fine film grain, shallow depth of field with eyes tack sharp and shoulders softly falling off, 85mm portrait lens, 16:9 cinematic frame, no text, no watermarkk

cinematic studio portrait close-up of Jai, the face must be an exact identical match to the man in <Image 1>, same person, same face shape, same eyes, same brows, same nose, same lips, same jaw, same skin tone, same age, same hair, do not change, stylize or reinterpret any facial feature, this is the same man photographed again in the same studio wearing a different costume, take only the clothing from <Image 2> and nothing else tight head-and-shoulders framing, face filling the center of the frame, looking directly into the camera with a calm level deadpan gaze, lips flat, jaw set, the barest held-back dry amusement costume exactly as in <Image 2>, a 1970s Indian jail guard uniform, a khaki cotton drill tunic with a stiff mandarin collar buttoned at the throat, two buttoned pleated chest pockets with pointed flaps, small brass buttons down the front, a wide dark brown leather belt with a rectangular brass buckle at the waist, a khaki cotton side cap folded flat on the head with dark hair visible at the sides, fabric weave, stitching and pressed creases clearly visible authentic 1970s Hindi cinema era look, no modern grooming, no modern fabric, no contemporary styling plain dark charcoal grey studio backdrop, seamless and evenly lit, no props, no set soft large-source key light from slightly above and camera left wrapping across the face, gentle fill on the shadow side keeping detail in the far cheek, subtle rim light separating the cap and shoulders from the background raw unretouched 70mm film camera look, pore-level skin texture, no smoothing, no plastic sheen, natural fine film grain, shallow depth of field with eyes tack sharp and shoulders softly falling off, 85mm portrait lens, 16:9 cinematic frame, no text, no watermark

professional cinematic film storyboard, six panels arranged in a clean 3 by 2 grid on a single 16:9 sheet, thin dark gutters between panels, each panel a fully rendered photoreal film frame in 16:9, a small white caption strip under each panel with the panel label only, all six panels sharing the identical authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look, photoreal, shot on a large-format IMAX-grade cinema camera the two lead characters appear in the same guard disguise in every panel where they are present: Jai, tall and lean, his face an exact identical match to <Image 1>, and Veeru, shorter and broad-shouldered, his face an exact identical match to <Image 2>, both wearing the khaki jail guard uniform from <Image 3> — khaki tunic, khaki shorts, puttees, black boots, khaki side cap, brown leather belt and cross-strap — with a short iron chain hidden under their sleeve cuffs joining Jai's left wrist to Veeru's right wrist, do not change either face PANEL 1, caption "5A CORRIDOR MARCH": night, low steadicam angle looking down the cell corridor of <Image 4>, Jai and Veeru marching toward camera side by side in perfect lockstep, same foot forward, arms swinging together, faces set dead serious, a single lantern lighting them warm, prisoners' hands gripping the black bars on both sides, shadowed faces watching in silence, one chain link glinting at Jai's cuff PANEL 2, caption "5B THE WHISTLE": night, the open yard of <Image 5> under moonlight, Jai and Veeru mid-stride in the foreground, Veeru with the brass whistle from <Image 8> at his lips blowing hard toward the far wall, cheeks puffed, one arm pointing, Jai beside him flat-faced and unamused, the distant line of crouched guards at the barrack wall in the background turning toward the sound PANEL 3, caption "5C KEY DOWN THE DRAIN": night, low angle at ground level beside a parked olive-green 1970s Willys jeep near a small gate office, Jai's boots and Veeru's boots passing in step in the foreground, Jai's hand at his side releasing a small brass key mid-air above an iron drain grate in the packed earth, the key caught falling, neither man looking down PANEL 4, caption "5D THE SALUTE": night, the main gate of <Image 6> with its heavy timber door swung half open, a lone khaki sentry from <Image 3> at the left snapping a salute, Jai returning the salute with exaggerated chest-out chin-up pomp, Veeru beside him holding the lockstep, the dark road beyond the gate PANEL 5, caption "5E WHIP PAN": a pure horizontal motion blur, streaks of night blue and torch orange smeared across the whole panel, no readable subject, the transition frame PANEL 6, caption "5F DAWN — THE KEY RING": grey dawn light in the empty cell of <Image 7>, low angle on the stone floor, dead centre a worn iron key ring with four dark iron keys fanned out, both plank cots empty behind it, the uniforms gone, cold light through the bars, nothing else in the cell every panel photoreal with pore-level skin, real fabric weave, real stone and iron, cool desaturated khaki and grey-blue, night blues cool and lifted, torch and lantern orange warm, green-tinted stone with green-cyan shadow cast, warm tan skin, gently lifted blacks, soft highlight halation, fine constant organic film grain, slightly soft spherical lens with clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade, consistent colour across all six panels, no watermark, no text other than the six caption labels

SCENE CONTEXT Morning, 1970s Indian prison colonnade. Hariram the barber is calmly shaving a burly prisoner against a green-tinted stone wall when he overhears two voices behind a pillar describing an escape plan. He freezes in comic terror, his hand slips, the razor nicks the prisoner's chin, the prisoner yelps, and Hariram bolts — running off in the direction the seated prisoner faces, past him and out of frame. Fifteen seconds, five shots with hard cuts at stated seconds. The prisoner's face is never shown. ACTIVE REFERENCES <Image 1> is the exact first frame of the video: Hariram bent over the burly prisoner against the rough green-tinted stone wall, his left hand pressing down on the prisoner's grey-blue cap steadying the head, his right hand holding the steel straight razor at the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, the prisoner seated low on the left of frame facing left with his face turned away and hidden, Hariram standing on the right bent forward, both in grey-blue prison kurtas and caps, cool diffused shade. Every position, every prop, the wall, the light and the colour of this frame hold exactly. The video begins precisely on this frame. 100% matches the reference. <Image 2> Hariram's face identity: same face shape, same deep-lined forehead, same heavy under-eye bags, same large prominent ears, same thin salt-and-pepper droopy moustache, same black cord necklace, same two or three long stray hair strands dangling from under the cap over the forehead, grey-blue coarse cotton kurta, grey-blue cap with single black band. 100% identical match in every frame, no drift, no change. LOCATION MAP The rough green-tinted weathered stone block wall of <Image 1> fills the background. The prisoner sits low on a wooden stool at frame left, body angled toward the left edge of frame, face away from camera. Hariram stands at frame right bent over him. A white cloth over Hariram's right shoulder. A small brass water bowl on the stone floor beside the stool. The two off-screen voices come from the right, behind a pillar out of frame. The direction the prisoner faces — frame left — is the open colonnade where Hariram will run. Camera at eye level, slightly right of centre, looking at the pair. FIRST FRAME / BLOCKING Exactly <Image 1>. Prisoner seated left facing away, foam on the jaw, cap pressed under Hariram's left hand. Hariram bent right, razor in the right hand mid-stroke on the jaw. Both in motion from frame one — the razor moving, the prisoner breathing. FORMAT MODE Timed multishot with hard cuts at stated seconds. Cuts only at the specified points, the camera does not cut on its own. Handheld 1-2mm breath tremor within each shot. Real-time throughout. OPTICS 0.0–4.5s MS two-shot, 47° FOV neutral, no drift mid-segment. 4.5–8.5s CU Hariram face, 29° FOV portrait compression, no drift mid-segment. 8.5–10.5s ECU razor and jaw insert, 18° FOV tele-detail, no drift mid-segment. 10.5–11.5s MCU prisoner from behind and low, 29° FOV, face hidden, no drift mid-segment. 11.5–15.0s MS two-shot widening slightly to 55° FOV as Hariram runs, no drift mid-segment. Spherical prime character, clean centre, gentle corner falloff, natural motion blur at real-time shutter. CAMERA 0.0–4.5s locked at eye level in the exact framing of <Image 1>, focus on Hariram's hands and face. 4.5–8.5s locked close on Hariram's face at his eye level, focus on his eyes, the prisoner's cap a soft blur at the bottom edge. 8.5–10.5s locked low and close on the razor edge against the foam-covered jaw, focus riding the blade, the prisoner's chin and the barber's fingers only. 10.5–11.5s locked low behind the prisoner's shoulder looking up at the back of his cap and jaw, face never turning to camera. 11.5–15.0s locked back at the eye-level two-shot of <Image 1>, then a small pan left following Hariram as he runs past the prisoner and out of frame, settling on the prisoner alone. Wide tonal latitude, soft highlight roll-off on the stone. ACTION 0.0–3.0s — Calm professional shaving in the exact positions of <Image 1>. The razor glides one smooth confident stroke down the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, foam curling off the edge in a clean white ribbon. Hariram's left hand keeps the cap pressed steady. He tips his head appraising the line, lips pursed in craftsman satisfaction, eyes half-lidded. He lifts the razor, wipes it once on the cloth at his shoulder, resets. The stray forehead strands sway. Ordinary. Peaceful. 3.0–4.5s — Two low male voices reach him from the right, off-screen. The razor hand slows mid-air and hovers. His eyes flick sharply right toward the voices without his head moving. Brows pull together one millimeter. Listening hard. 4.5s HARD CUT 4.5–6.5s — Close on Hariram's face. The words land. In slow stages: the brows begin to climb, the forehead folds deepen crease by crease, the eyes widen — slightly, then more, then fully — the whites showing all around the iris. One audible gulp travels visibly down his throat. 6.5–8.5s — Full comic freeze. Eyes bulging, brows at maximum, forehead in deep accordion folds, cheeks sucked in, mouth pressed into a tight horrified pucker, lips moving silently as if mouthing the words back. The stray strands tremble with a held breath. His eyes dart — left, right, left — checking who else heard, the head frozen. A second swallow. 8.5s HARD CUT 8.5–10.5s — Extreme close-up on the razor and the jaw. The blade hovers two centimeters off the foam, the barber's fingers trembling visibly on the spine, a 2 millimeter shake. Then the frozen hand slips. The edge drops and catches the chin. The foam parts unevenly. A small bright red bead of blood swells up through the white and tints its edge pink, one thin thread running down. The blade jerks back off the skin. 10.5s HARD CUT 10.5–11.5s — Behind the prisoner, low. His head snaps back with the sting, cap jolting under the barber's hand, shoulders jerking, a sharp furious "Aaiii!" from him, face still turned away and hidden. Hariram's left hand lifts off the cap as if burned. 11.5s HARD CUT 11.5–13.0s — Back in the two-shot of <Image 1>. Hariram straightens stiffly, razor lifting away, eyes still bulging, mouth open. The white cloth slips off his shoulder and falls to the stone. His bare foot catches the brass water bowl — a loud hollow metallic clang, the bowl spinning away across the floor catching a glint. 13.0–15.0s — He turns and runs in the direction the prisoner is facing, frame left, a comically stiff rapid shuffle, passing right behind the seated prisoner's back, kurta flapping, cap askew, stray strands flying, arms not swinging right, and exits the left edge of frame. The camera pans a few degrees with him then settles. The prisoner remains on the stool, foam on his jaw, blood bead on his chin, one hand rising to touch it, head still turned away, face still hidden. The abandoned razor lies on the stone. Hold to the last frame. PERFORMANCE Real human face performance, muscle-level. Fear builds continuously through brows, eyes, cheeks, throat and hands across the cuts, no sudden jumps between stages. The comedy lives in the contrast between the professional calm of the first three seconds and the complete silly collapse after. The prisoner's yelp is real pain and real anger, in the body and voice only, never the face. Skin at pore level: deep forehead creases deepening with each stage, catch-lights alive in the bulging eyes, individual moustache hairs, stray strands backlit and swaying, faint capillary flush rising on Hariram's cheeks, the throat gulp physically visible, the prisoner's neck tendons tightening at the nick. PHYSICS Razor obeys hand tremor and gravity, the slip is a real loss of grip. The nick produces a small realistic bead of blood that swells and runs one thread through wet foam. The white cloth falls with real fabric drape and weight. The brass bowl rings with a hollow metallic clang and spins on stone catching a light glint. Hariram's kurta flaps naturally during the run, dust kicks up from his bare feet. Stray strands follow the airflow of his movement. LIGHTING Cool diffused colonnade shade throughout, matching <Image 1> in every cut. Faint warm daylight glow from the open yard off-screen right touching Hariram's forearm and the prisoner's shoulder. The stone wall reading cool green-cyan. Warm tan skin against cool stone. Hard thin glint on the razor steel in the ECU. The blood bead wet and catching a small highlight. The brass bowl throws a spin-glint when struck. Light direction constant across all five shots. AUDIO Diegetic only. 0–3s razor scraping through foam and skin, close and dry, a cloth wipe. 3–4.5s two low male voices off-screen right, indistinct words, stone reverb. 4.5–8.5s Hariram's caught breath, the audible gulp at 5.5s, a second swallow at 8s, a faint metallic tremor from the shaking razor. 8.5–10.5s the blade's tiny wet slip against skin. 10.5–11.5s the prisoner's sharp "Aaiii!" close and loud with stone reverb, the cap fabric jolting. 11.5–13s the cloth hitting stone softly, the brass bowl's loud hollow clang and spinning ring fading. 13–15s Hariram's rapid bare-foot shuffle on stone receding left, kurta rustling, then silence, the prisoner's angry breathing, distant yard ambience, a crow. Very low constant vintage tape hiss under everything. PERIOD LOOK Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look matching <Image 1> in every cut, photoreal and cinematic. Cool desaturated grey-blue prison cotton, green-tinted rough stone wall with green-cyan shadow cast, warm tan skin with soft bloom, gently lifted blacks, soft highlight roll-off, soft halation on the razor glint and the sun-touched stone edges, fine constant organic film grain at medium density, very slight frame weave, slightly soft spherical lens with clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade. Colour held steady across all fifteen seconds. STYLE Photoreal 1970s period realism, real-time speed in every segment, 16:9. OUTPUT SETTINGS 4K, 16:9, real-time in all segments, constant fine grain. POSITIVE LOCKS Video starts exactly on <Image 1> and every cut returns to the same positions, props, wall and light. Hariram's face matches <Image 2> 100% in every frame, same ears, moustache, stray strands, cap, kurta, no drift. The prisoner's face stays hidden in every shot including the yelp. Cuts occur only at 4.5s, 8.5s, 10.5s and 11.5s. The nick and blood bead happen inside the ECU at 9.5–10.5s. The "Aaiii!" happens at 10.5–11.5s. The bowl clangs at 12.5s. Hariram runs frame left in the direction the prisoner faces, passing behind him, and exits by 14.5s. Ending frame: the prisoner alone on the stool, foam and blood on his chin, hand rising to touch it, face hidden, razor on the stones

SCENE CONTEXT Morning, 1970s Indian prison colonnade. Hariram the barber is calmly shaving a burly prisoner against a green-tinted stone wall when he overhears two voices behind a pillar describing an escape plan. He freezes in comic terror, his hand slips, the razor nicks the prisoner's chin, the prisoner yelps, and Hariram bolts — running off in the direction the seated prisoner faces, past him and out of frame. Fifteen seconds, five shots with hard cuts at stated seconds. The prisoner's face is never shown. ACTIVE REFERENCES <Image 1> is the exact first frame of the video: Hariram bent over the burly prisoner against the rough green-tinted stone wall, his left hand pressing down on the prisoner's grey-blue cap steadying the head, his right hand holding the steel straight razor at the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, the prisoner seated low on the left of frame facing left with his face turned away and hidden, Hariram standing on the right bent forward, both in grey-blue prison kurtas and caps, cool diffused shade. Every position, every prop, the wall, the light and the colour of this frame hold exactly. The video begins precisely on this frame. 100% matches the reference. <Image 2> Hariram's face identity: same face shape, same deep-lined forehead, same heavy under-eye bags, same large prominent ears, same thin salt-and-pepper droopy moustache, same black cord necklace, same two or three long stray hair strands dangling from under the cap over the forehead, grey-blue coarse cotton kurta, grey-blue cap with single black band. 100% identical match in every frame, no drift, no change. LOCATION MAP The rough green-tinted weathered stone block wall of <Image 1> fills the background. The prisoner sits low on a wooden stool at frame left, body angled toward the left edge of frame, face away from camera. Hariram stands at frame right bent over him. A white cloth over Hariram's right shoulder. A small brass water bowl on the stone floor beside the stool. The two off-screen voices come from the right, behind a pillar out of frame. The direction the prisoner faces — frame left — is the open colonnade where Hariram will run. Camera at eye level, slightly right of centre, looking at the pair. FIRST FRAME / BLOCKING Exactly <Image 1>. Prisoner seated left facing away, foam on the jaw, cap pressed under Hariram's left hand. Hariram bent right, razor in the right hand mid-stroke on the jaw. Both in motion from frame one — the razor moving, the prisoner breathing. FORMAT MODE Timed multishot with hard cuts at stated seconds. Cuts only at the specified points, the camera does not cut on its own. Handheld 1-2mm breath tremor within each shot. Real-time throughout. OPTICS 0.0–4.5s MS two-shot, 47° FOV neutral, no drift mid-segment. 4.5–8.5s CU Hariram face, 29° FOV portrait compression, no drift mid-segment. 8.5–10.5s ECU razor and jaw insert, 18° FOV tele-detail, no drift mid-segment. 10.5–11.5s MCU prisoner from behind and low, 29° FOV, face hidden, no drift mid-segment. 11.5–15.0s MS two-shot widening slightly to 55° FOV as Hariram runs, no drift mid-segment. Spherical prime character, clean centre, gentle corner falloff, natural motion blur at real-time shutter. CAMERA 0.0–4.5s locked at eye level in the exact framing of <Image 1>, focus on Hariram's hands and face. 4.5–8.5s locked close on Hariram's face at his eye level, focus on his eyes, the prisoner's cap a soft blur at the bottom edge. 8.5–10.5s locked low and close on the razor edge against the foam-covered jaw, focus riding the blade, the prisoner's chin and the barber's fingers only. 10.5–11.5s locked low behind the prisoner's shoulder looking up at the back of his cap and jaw, face never turning to camera. 11.5–15.0s locked back at the eye-level two-shot of <Image 1>, then a small pan left following Hariram as he runs past the prisoner and out of frame, settling on the prisoner alone. Wide tonal latitude, soft highlight roll-off on the stone. ACTION 0.0–3.0s — Calm professional shaving in the exact positions of <Image 1>. The razor glides one smooth confident stroke down the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, foam curling off the edge in a clean white ribbon. Hariram's left hand keeps the cap pressed steady. He tips his head appraising the line, lips pursed in craftsman satisfaction, eyes half-lidded. He lifts the razor, wipes it once on the cloth at his shoulder, resets. The stray forehead strands sway. Ordinary. Peaceful. 3.0–4.5s — Two low male voices reach him from the right, off-screen. The razor hand slows mid-air and hovers. His eyes flick sharply right toward the voices without his head moving. Brows pull together one millimeter. Listening hard. 4.5s HARD CUT 4.5–6.5s — Close on Hariram's face. The words land. In slow stages: the brows begin to climb, the forehead folds deepen crease by crease, the eyes widen — slightly, then more, then fully — the whites showing all around the iris. One audible gulp travels visibly down his throat. 6.5–8.5s — Full comic freeze. Eyes bulging, brows at maximum, forehead in deep accordion folds, cheeks sucked in, mouth pressed into a tight horrified pucker, lips moving silently as if mouthing the words back. The stray strands tremble with a held breath. His eyes dart — left, right, left — checking who else heard, the head frozen. A second swallow. 8.5s HARD CUT 8.5–10.5s — Extreme close-up on the razor and the jaw. The blade hovers two centimeters off the foam, the barber's fingers trembling visibly on the spine, a 2 millimeter shake. Then the frozen hand slips. The edge drops and catches the chin. The foam parts unevenly. A small bright red bead of blood swells up through the white and tints its edge pink, one thin thread running down. The blade jerks back off the skin. 10.5s HARD CUT 10.5–11.5s — Behind the prisoner, low. His head snaps back with the sting, cap jolting under the barber's hand, shoulders jerking, a sharp furious "Aaiii!" from him, face still turned away and hidden. Hariram's left hand lifts off the cap as if burned. 11.5s HARD CUT 11.5–13.0s — Back in the two-shot of <Image 1>. Hariram straightens stiffly, razor lifting away, eyes still bulging, mouth open. The white cloth slips off his shoulder and falls to the stone. His bare foot catches the brass water bowl — a loud hollow metallic clang, the bowl spinning away across the floor catching a glint. 13.0–15.0s — He turns and runs in the direction the prisoner is facing, frame left, a comically stiff rapid shuffle, passing right behind the seated prisoner's back, kurta flapping, cap askew, stray strands flying, arms not swinging right, and exits the left edge of frame. The camera pans a few degrees with him then settles. The prisoner remains on the stool, foam on his jaw, blood bead on his chin, one hand rising to touch it, head still turned away, face still hidden. The abandoned razor lies on the stone. Hold to the last frame. PERFORMANCE Real human face performance, muscle-level. Fear builds continuously through brows, eyes, cheeks, throat and hands across the cuts, no sudden jumps between stages. The comedy lives in the contrast between the professional calm of the first three seconds and the complete silly collapse after. The prisoner's yelp is real pain and real anger, in the body and voice only, never the face. Skin at pore level: deep forehead creases deepening with each stage, catch-lights alive in the bulging eyes, individual moustache hairs, stray strands backlit and swaying, faint capillary flush rising on Hariram's cheeks, the throat gulp physically visible, the prisoner's neck tendons tightening at the nick. PHYSICS Razor obeys hand tremor and gravity, the slip is a real loss of grip. The nick produces a small realistic bead of blood that swells and runs one thread through wet foam. The white cloth falls with real fabric drape and weight. The brass bowl rings with a hollow metallic clang and spins on stone catching a light glint. Hariram's kurta flaps naturally during the run, dust kicks up from his bare feet. Stray strands follow the airflow of his movement. LIGHTING Cool diffused colonnade shade throughout, matching <Image 1> in every cut. Faint warm daylight glow from the open yard off-screen right touching Hariram's forearm and the prisoner's shoulder. The stone wall reading cool green-cyan. Warm tan skin against cool stone. Hard thin glint on the razor steel in the ECU. The blood bead wet and catching a small highlight. The brass bowl throws a spin-glint when struck. Light direction constant across all five shots. AUDIO Diegetic only. 0–3s razor scraping through foam and skin, close and dry, a cloth wipe. 3–4.5s two low male voices off-screen right, indistinct words, stone reverb. 4.5–8.5s Hariram's caught breath, the audible gulp at 5.5s, a second swallow at 8s, a faint metallic tremor from the shaking razor. 8.5–10.5s the blade's tiny wet slip against skin. 10.5–11.5s the prisoner's sharp "Aaiii!" close and loud with stone reverb, the cap fabric jolting. 11.5–13s the cloth hitting stone softly, the brass bowl's loud hollow clang and spinning ring fading. 13–15s Hariram's rapid bare-foot shuffle on stone receding left, kurta rustling, then silence, the prisoner's angry breathing, distant yard ambience, a crow. Very low constant vintage tape hiss under everything. PERIOD LOOK Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look matching <Image 1> in every cut, photoreal and cinematic. Cool desaturated grey-blue prison cotton, green-tinted rough stone wall with green-cyan shadow cast, warm tan skin with soft bloom, gently lifted blacks, soft highlight roll-off, soft halation on the razor glint and the sun-touched stone edges, fine constant organic film grain at medium density, very slight frame weave, slightly soft spherical lens with clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade. Colour held steady across all fifteen seconds. STYLE Photoreal 1970s period realism, real-time speed in every segment, 16:9. OUTPUT SETTINGS 4K, 16:9, real-time in all segments, constant fine grain. POSITIVE LOCKS Video starts exactly on <Image 1> and every cut returns to the same positions, props, wall and light. Hariram's face matches <Image 2> 100% in every frame, same ears, moustache, stray strands, cap, kurta, no drift. The prisoner's face stays hidden in every shot including the yelp. Cuts occur only at 4.5s, 8.5s, 10.5s and 11.5s. The nick and blood bead happen inside the ECU at 9.5–10.5s. The "Aaiii!" happens at 10.5–11.5s. The bowl clangs at 12.5s. Hariram runs frame left in the direction the prisoner faces, passing behind him, and exits by 14.5s. Ending frame: the prisoner alone on the stool, foam and blood on his chin, hand rising to touch it, face hidden, razor on the stone

SCENE CONTEXT Morning, 1970s Indian prison colonnade. Hariram the barber is calmly shaving a burly prisoner against a green-tinted stone wall when he overhears two voices behind a pillar describing an escape plan. He freezes in comic terror, his hand slips, the razor nicks the prisoner's chin, the prisoner yelps, and Hariram bolts — running off in the direction the seated prisoner faces, past him and out of frame. Fifteen seconds, five shots with hard cuts at stated seconds. The prisoner's face is never shown. ACTIVE REFERENCES <Image 1> is the exact first frame of the video: Hariram bent over the burly prisoner against the rough green-tinted stone wall, his left hand pressing down on the prisoner's grey-blue cap steadying the head, his right hand holding the steel straight razor at the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, the prisoner seated low on the left of frame facing left with his face turned away and hidden, Hariram standing on the right bent forward, both in grey-blue prison kurtas and caps, cool diffused shade. Every position, every prop, the wall, the light and the colour of this frame hold exactly. The video begins precisely on this frame. 100% matches the reference. <Image 2> Hariram's face identity: same face shape, same deep-lined forehead, same heavy under-eye bags, same large prominent ears, same thin salt-and-pepper droopy moustache, same black cord necklace, same two or three long stray hair strands dangling from under the cap over the forehead, grey-blue coarse cotton kurta, grey-blue cap with single black band. 100% identical match in every frame, no drift, no change. LOCATION MAP The rough green-tinted weathered stone block wall of <Image 1> fills the background. The prisoner sits low on a wooden stool at frame left, body angled toward the left edge of frame, face away from camera. Hariram stands at frame right bent over him. A white cloth over Hariram's right shoulder. A small brass water bowl on the stone floor beside the stool. The two off-screen voices come from the right, behind a pillar out of frame. The direction the prisoner faces — frame left — is the open colonnade where Hariram will run. Camera at eye level, slightly right of centre, looking at the pair. FIRST FRAME / BLOCKING Exactly <Image 1>. Prisoner seated left facing away, foam on the jaw, cap pressed under Hariram's left hand. Hariram bent right, razor in the right hand mid-stroke on the jaw. Both in motion from frame one — the razor moving, the prisoner breathing. FORMAT MODE Timed multishot with hard cuts at stated seconds. Cuts only at the specified points, the camera does not cut on its own. Handheld 1-2mm breath tremor within each shot. Real-time throughout. OPTICS 0.0–4.5s MS two-shot, 47° FOV neutral, no drift mid-segment. 4.5–8.5s CU Hariram face, 29° FOV portrait compression, no drift mid-segment. 8.5–10.5s ECU razor and jaw insert, 18° FOV tele-detail, no drift mid-segment. 10.5–11.5s MCU prisoner from behind and low, 29° FOV, face hidden, no drift mid-segment. 11.5–15.0s MS two-shot widening slightly to 55° FOV as Hariram runs, no drift mid-segment. Spherical prime character, clean centre, gentle corner falloff, natural motion blur at real-time shutter. CAMERA 0.0–4.5s locked at eye level in the exact framing of <Image 1>, focus on Hariram's hands and face. 4.5–8.5s locked close on Hariram's face at his eye level, focus on his eyes, the prisoner's cap a soft blur at the bottom edge. 8.5–10.5s locked low and close on the razor edge against the foam-covered jaw, focus riding the blade, the prisoner's chin and the barber's fingers only. 10.5–11.5s locked low behind the prisoner's shoulder looking up at the back of his cap and jaw, face never turning to camera. 11.5–15.0s locked back at the eye-level two-shot of <Image 1>, then a small pan left following Hariram as he runs past the prisoner and out of frame, settling on the prisoner alone. Wide tonal latitude, soft highlight roll-off on the stone. ACTION 0.0–3.0s — Calm professional shaving in the exact positions of <Image 1>. The razor glides one smooth confident stroke down the prisoner's foam-covered jaw, foam curling off the edge in a clean white ribbon. Hariram's left hand keeps the cap pressed steady. He tips his head appraising the line, lips pursed in craftsman satisfaction, eyes half-lidded. He lifts the razor, wipes it once on the cloth at his shoulder, resets. The stray forehead strands sway. Ordinary. Peaceful. 3.0–4.5s — Two low male voices reach him from the right, off-screen. The razor hand slows mid-air and hovers. His eyes flick sharply right toward the voices without his head moving. Brows pull together one millimeter. Listening hard. 4.5s HARD CUT 4.5–6.5s — Close on Hariram's face. The words land. In slow stages: the brows begin to climb, the forehead folds deepen crease by crease, the eyes widen — slightly, then more, then fully — the whites showing all around the iris. One audible gulp travels visibly down his throat. 6.5–8.5s — Full comic freeze. Eyes bulging, brows at maximum, forehead in deep accordion folds, cheeks sucked in, mouth pressed into a tight horrified pucker, lips moving silently as if mouthing the words back. The stray strands tremble with a held breath. His eyes dart — left, right, left — checking who else heard, the head frozen. A second swallow. 8.5s HARD CUT 8.5–10.5s — Extreme close-up on the razor and the jaw. The blade hovers two centimeters off the foam, the barber's fingers trembling visibly on the spine, a 2 millimeter shake. Then the frozen hand slips. The edge drops and catches the chin. The foam parts unevenly. A small bright red bead of blood swells up through the white and tints its edge pink, one thin thread running down. The blade jerks back off the skin. 10.5s HARD CUT 10.5–11.5s — Behind the prisoner, low. His head snaps back with the sting, cap jolting under the barber's hand, shoulders jerking, a sharp furious "Aaiii!" from him, face still turned away and hidden. Hariram's left hand lifts off the cap as if burned. 11.5s HARD CUT 11.5–13.0s — Back in the two-shot of <Image 1>. Hariram straightens stiffly, razor lifting away, eyes still bulging, mouth open. The white cloth slips off his shoulder and falls to the stone. His bare foot catches the brass water bowl — a loud hollow metallic clang, the bowl spinning away across the floor catching a glint. 13.0–15.0s — He turns and runs in the direction the prisoner is facing, frame left, a comically stiff rapid shuffle, passing right behind the seated prisoner's back, kurta flapping, cap askew, stray strands flying, arms not swinging right, and exits the left edge of frame. The camera pans a few degrees with him then settles. The prisoner remains on the stool, foam on his jaw, blood bead on his chin, one hand rising to touch it, head still turned away, face still hidden. The abandoned razor lies on the stone. Hold to the last frame. PERFORMANCE Real human face performance, muscle-level. Fear builds continuously through brows, eyes, cheeks, throat and hands across the cuts, no sudden jumps between stages. The comedy lives in the contrast between the professional calm of the first three seconds and the complete silly collapse after. The prisoner's yelp is real pain and real anger, in the body and voice only, never the face. Skin at pore level: deep forehead creases deepening with each stage, catch-lights alive in the bulging eyes, individual moustache hairs, stray strands backlit and swaying, faint capillary flush rising on Hariram's cheeks, the throat gulp physically visible, the prisoner's neck tendons tightening at the nick. PHYSICS Razor obeys hand tremor and gravity, the slip is a real loss of grip. The nick produces a small realistic bead of blood that swells and runs one thread through wet foam. The white cloth falls with real fabric drape and weight. The brass bowl rings with a hollow metallic clang and spins on stone catching a light glint. Hariram's kurta flaps naturally during the run, dust kicks up from his bare feet. Stray strands follow the airflow of his movement. LIGHTING Cool diffused colonnade shade throughout, matching <Image 1> in every cut. Faint warm daylight glow from the open yard off-screen right touching Hariram's forearm and the prisoner's shoulder. The stone wall reading cool green-cyan. Warm tan skin against cool stone. Hard thin glint on the razor steel in the ECU. The blood bead wet and catching a small highlight. The brass bowl throws a spin-glint when struck. Light direction constant across all five shots. AUDIO Diegetic only. 0–3s razor scraping through foam and skin, close and dry, a cloth wipe. 3–4.5s two low male voices off-screen right, indistinct words, stone reverb. 4.5–8.5s Hariram's caught breath, the audible gulp at 5.5s, a second swallow at 8s, a faint metallic tremor from the shaking razor. 8.5–10.5s the blade's tiny wet slip against skin. 10.5–11.5s the prisoner's sharp "Aaiii!" close and loud with stone reverb, the cap fabric jolting. 11.5–13s the cloth hitting stone softly, the brass bowl's loud hollow clang and spinning ring fading. 13–15s Hariram's rapid bare-foot shuffle on stone receding left, kurta rustling, then silence, the prisoner's angry breathing, distant yard ambience, a crow. Very low constant vintage tape hiss under everything. PERIOD LOOK Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look matching <Image 1> in every cut, photoreal and cinematic. Cool desaturated grey-blue prison cotton, green-tinted rough stone wall with green-cyan shadow cast, warm tan skin with soft bloom, gently lifted blacks, soft highlight roll-off, soft halation on the razor glint and the sun-touched stone edges, fine constant organic film grain at medium density, very slight frame weave, slightly soft spherical lens with clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade. Colour held steady across all fifteen seconds. STYLE Photoreal 1970s period realism, real-time speed in every segment, 16:9. OUTPUT SETTINGS 4K, 16:9, real-time in all segments, constant fine grain. POSITIVE LOCKS Video starts exactly on <Image 1> and every cut returns to the same positions, props, wall and light. Hariram's face matches <Image 2> 100% in every frame, same ears, moustache, stray strands, cap, kurta, no drift. The prisoner's face stays hidden in every shot including the yelp. Cuts occur only at 4.5s, 8.5s, 10.5s and 11.5s. The nick and blood bead happen inside the ECU at 9.5–10.5s. The "Aaiii!" happens at 10.5–11.5s. The bowl clangs at 12.5s. Hariram runs frame left in the direction the prisoner faces, passing behind him, and exits by 14.5s. Ending frame: the prisoner alone on the stool, foam and blood on his chin, hand rising to touch it, face hidden, razor on the stone.

super cinematic realistic close-up film still from the same scene as <Image 1>, the same cell, the same midnight moonlight, the same colour tone, a closer camera angle of the same moment, shot on a large-format IMAX-grade 70mm cinema camera with a 75mm portrait cinema lens, compressed cinematic perspective, the face tack sharp with the cell dissolving into deep soft shadow low angle: the camera sits below Veeru's chest level looking steeply up at his face as he sits on the right wooden plank cot exactly where he sits in <Image 1>, leaning slightly forward, the frame filled byhis face from the cap to just below the chin, his face an exact identical match to <Image 2>, same face shape, same eyes, same brows, same nose, same lips, same jaw, same skin tone, same thick dense wavy dark hair pushing out at the sides under the cap, same age, do not change, stylize or reinterpret any facial feature his head tilted a fraction, eyes lowered, looking down past the camera at something below, his expression alert and watchful, lips closed with the barest hint of a held-back grin at one corner, the readiness of a man waiting for the word he wears the grey-blue cotton cap with a single black band, the brim throwing a hard shadow across the brow, thick wavy hair visible at the temples and over the ears, and the collar of the grey-blue coarse cotton prison kurta open at the throat at the bottom edge of frame behind and above him from this low angle exactly as in <Image 1>: the pale grey plaster cell wall rising into darkness on the left of frame, rough weathered texture catching the faintest cool bounce, the black iron bars of the cell's barred opening on the right edge of frame in deep shadow, and high on the upper left the barred slit window pouring its cold shaft of moonlight down across the cap, the bridge of the nose, the cheekbone and the jaw, the beam visible in the dusty air the cold 4500K moon shaft from the high window as the only light, striking from above and slightly behind so the top of the cap, the nose bridge, one cheekbone and the jawline are lit and the eyes sit in deep shadow under the brim with a single catch-light in each, the far side of the face falling into near black, faint cool fill from the plaster wall, the bars behind him only a faint cold edge, deep lifted-black shadow everywhere else authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look, photoreal, night blues cool and desaturated, grey-blue cotton reading cool slate in the moon shaft, warm tan skin cooled by moonlight, gently lifted blacks with shadow detail held, soft highlight halation along the moon-lit cap edge, cheekbone and jaw, fine constant organic film grain at medium density, very slight frame weave, slightly soft spherical lens with a clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade pore-level skin on the lit cheek, individual wavy hairs at the cap edge catching the beam, faint stubble along the jaw, no smoothing, no plastic sheen, a real photograph from a real 1970s film set, 16:9 cinematic frame, no text, no watermark , very real feel , in background plain wall , night light from his right side cold desaturated color palette, premium large format digital camera profile, classic anamorphic lens, 85mm focal length equivalent, German restrained cinematography, no dramatic rim light, no cinematic glow, natural skin texture, minimal expression, internal concentrationn

super cinematic realistic close-up film still from the same scene as <Image 1>, the same cell, the same midnight moonlight, the same colour tone, a closer camera angle of the same moment, shot on a large-format IMAX-grade 70mm cinema camera with a 75mm portrait cinema lens, compressed cinematic perspective, the face tack sharp with the cell dissolving into deep soft shadow low angle: the camera sits below Veeru's chest level looking steeply up at his face as he sits on the right wooden plank cot exactly where he sits in <Image 1>, leaning slightly forward, the frame filled byhis face from the cap to just below the chin, his face an exact identical match to <Image 2>, same face shape, same eyes, same brows, same nose, same lips, same jaw, same skin tone, same thick dense wavy dark hair pushing out at the sides under the cap, same age, do not change, stylize or reinterpret any facial feature his head tilted a fraction, eyes lowered, looking down past the camera at something below, his expression alert and watchful, lips closed with the barest hint of a held-back grin at one corner, the readiness of a man waiting for the word he wears the grey-blue cotton cap with a single black band, the brim throwing a hard shadow across the brow, thick wavy hair visible at the temples and over the ears, and the collar of the grey-blue coarse cotton prison kurta open at the throat at the bottom edge of frame behind and above him from this low angle exactly as in <Image 1>: the pale grey plaster cell wall rising into darkness on the left of frame, rough weathered texture catching the faintest cool bounce, the black iron bars of the cell's barred opening on the right edge of frame in deep shadow, and high on the upper left the barred slit window pouring its cold shaft of moonlight down across the cap, the bridge of the nose, the cheekbone and the jaw, the beam visible in the dusty air the cold 4500K moon shaft from the high window as the only light, striking from above and slightly behind so the top of the cap, the nose bridge, one cheekbone and the jawline are lit and the eyes sit in deep shadow under the brim with a single catch-light in each, the far side of the face falling into near black, faint cool fill from the plaster wall, the bars behind him only a faint cold edge, deep lifted-black shadow everywhere else authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print look, photoreal, night blues cool and desaturated, grey-blue cotton reading cool slate in the moon shaft, warm tan skin cooled by moonlight, gently lifted blacks with shadow detail held, soft highlight halation along the moon-lit cap edge, cheekbone and jaw, fine constant organic film grain at medium density, very slight frame weave, slightly soft spherical lens with a clean sharp centre, no digital sharpening, no modern grade pore-level skin on the lit cheek, individual wavy hairs at the cap edge catching the beam, faint stubble along the jaw, no smoothing, no plastic sheen, a real photograph from a real 1970s film set, 16:9 cinematic frame, no text, no watermark , very real feel , in background plain wall , night light from his right side cold desaturated color palette, premium large format digital camera profile, classic anamorphic lens, 85mm focal length equivalent, German restrained cinematography, no dramatic rim light, no cinematic glow, natural skin texture, minimal expression, internal concentration

Video starts exactly on <Image 1>: Veeru in close-up inside the midnight cell, leaning slightly forward, looking just past the camera, grey-blue prison cap with black band, grey-blue kurta open at the throat, cold moon shaft from the barred slit window top left, black cell bars on the right in shadow. His face stays a 100% identical match to <Image 1> and <Image 2> in every frame, no drift. One continuous 8s shot, no cuts, real-time. Camera locked in this exact framing with only a 1-2mm handheld breath tremor — no reframe, no tilt. 0-2s: he is watching something off-screen just below and past the camera — Jai's hand. Completely still. Eyes locked, tracking a small movement down, then up. Jaw set. A slow breath in through the nose. 2-4.5s: the eyes narrow a fraction, focused, reading what Jai is doing. His brow lowers half a millimeter. The lips press together. He is thinking, weighing it, serious — no smile, no comment. His head tilts two degrees as if to see better. The breath holds. 4.5-6.5s: he lifts his eyes from the hand to Jai's face off-screen. A long steady look. Then one slow deliberate nod, small, once — understood, agreed. The jaw unclenches slightly. Nothing else moves. 6.5-8s: he holds the look on Jai, calm and locked in, breathing slow and even, the stillness of a man who has just been handed the plan and accepted it. One slow blink. Hold to the last frame. Real human focus, muscle-level, no performance — everything in the eyes, the brow, the jaw and the single nod. Serious, loyal, ready. Skin at pore level in the moon light, catch-lights alive in both eyes, individual wavy hairs at the cap edge, natural sheen on the forehead. Audio diegetic only: his slow breathing, one held breath at 3s released at 5s, fabric shifting once, distant crickets through stone, low vintage tape hiss. Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print: night blues cool and desaturated, grey-blue cotton reading cool slate, warm tan skin cooled by moonlight, lifted blacks with shadow detail, soft halation on the moon-lit forehead and cap edge, fine constant organic film grain, slightly soft spherical lens, no modern grade. Colour steady. 4K, 16:9, real-time. LOCKS: starts on <Image 1> exact and holds this framing throughout. Face matches <Image 2> 100%. Eyes down 0-4.5s, eyes up to Jai and one nod at 4.5-6.5s, hold to end. No smile. No dialogue. No cuts.

Video starts exactly on <Image 1>: Veeru in close-up inside the midnight cell, leaning slightly forward, looking just past the camera, grey-blue prison cap with black band, grey-blue kurta open at the throat, cold moon shaft from the barred slit window top left, black cell bars on the right in shadow. His face stays a 100% identical match to <Image 1> and <Image 2> in every frame, no drift. One continuous 8s shot, no cuts, real-time. Camera locked in this exact framing with only a 1-2mm handheld breath tremor — no reframe, no tilt. 0-2s: he is watching something off-screen just below and past the camera — Jai's hand. Still, alert, eyes tracking down then up. A small breath in. 2-4.5s: the realisation lands and Veeru cannot hide it. His eyebrows lift, eyes widen a fraction with delight, and a grin starts at one corner of his mouth and spreads slowly across his whole face — the grin of a man who just watched his friend do something clever and cheeky. His head tilts a few degrees, appreciative. A silent laugh moves his shoulders once, no sound, mouth closing on it. 4.5-6.5s: he looks back off-screen at Jai, nods twice, small and quick, eyes shining, chin up — "haan, ab baat bani." The grin settles into something warmer and steadier, impatient, ready to go. His fingers flex once at the bottom of frame. 6.5-8s: he holds the look, breathing a little faster, the readiness of a man who wants the night to start now. One slow blink. Hold to the last frame. Real human reaction in stages, muscle-level, no sudden jumps — eyebrows, eyes, mouth corner, shoulders, nod. Warm, playful, loyal. Skin at pore level in the moon light, catch-lights alive in both eyes, individual wavy hairs at the cap edge, natural sheen on the forehead. Audio diegetic only: his breath, the short exhale of the silent laugh, fabric shifting, distant crickets through stone, low vintage tape hiss. Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print: night blues cool and desaturated, grey-blue cotton reading cool slate, warm tan skin cooled by moonlight, lifted blacks with shadow detail, soft halation on the moon-lit forehead and cap edge, fine constant organic film grain, slightly soft spherical lens, no modern grade. Colour steady. 4K, 16:9, real-time. LOCKS: starts on <Image 1> exact and holds this framing throughout. Face matches <Image 2> 100%. Reaction builds 2-4.5s, nod at 4.5-6.5s, hold to end. No dialogue. No cuts

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Video starts exactly on <Image 1>: Veeru in close-up inside the midnight cell, leaning slightly forward, looking just past the camera, grey-blue prison cap with black band, grey-blue kurta open at the throat, cold moon shaft from the barred slit window top left, black cell bars on the right in shadow. His face stays a 100% identical match to <Image 1> and <Image 2> in every frame, no drift. One continuous 8s shot, no cuts, real-time. Camera locked in this exact framing with only a 1-2mm handheld breath tremor — no reframe, no tilt. 0-2s: he is watching something off-screen just below and past the camera — Jai's hand. Still, alert, eyes tracking down then up. A small breath in. 2-4.5s: the realisation lands and Veeru cannot hide it. His eyebrows lift, eyes widen a fraction with delight, and a grin starts at one corner of his mouth and spreads slowly across his whole face — the grin of a man who just watched his friend do something clever and cheeky. His head tilts a few degrees, appreciative. A silent laugh moves his shoulders once, no sound, mouth closing on it. 4.5-6.5s: he looks back off-screen at Jai, nods twice, small and quick, eyes shining, chin up — "haan, ab baat bani." The grin settles into something warmer and steadier, impatient, ready to go. His fingers flex once at the bottom of frame. 6.5-8s: he holds the look, breathing a little faster, the readiness of a man who wants the night to start now. One slow blink. Hold to the last frame. Real human reaction in stages, muscle-level, no sudden jumps — eyebrows, eyes, mouth corner, shoulders, nod. Warm, playful, loyal. Skin at pore level in the moon light, catch-lights alive in both eyes, individual wavy hairs at the cap edge, natural sheen on the forehead. Audio diegetic only: his breath, the short exhale of the silent laugh, fabric shifting, distant crickets through stone, low vintage tape hiss. Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print: night blues cool and desaturated, grey-blue cotton reading cool slate, warm tan skin cooled by moonlight, lifted blacks with shadow detail, soft halation on the moon-lit forehead and cap edge, fine constant organic film grain, slightly soft spherical lens, no modern grade. Colour steady. 4K, 16:9, real-time. LOCKS: starts on <Image 1> exact and holds this framing throughout. Face matches <Image 2> 100%. Reaction builds 2-4.5s, nod at 4.5-6.5s, hold to end. No dialogue. No cuts.

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