Ricky walks slowly toward the portrait on his wall, his head tilted slightly. The camera tilts upward from Ricky's feet to the small painted face of Cornelius Gold I — looking away, as always. Dust motes drift in the dim light. The movement is slow and heavy, showing Ricky's growing obsession and the weight of six generations of failure behind him. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip...
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