The camera is locked at a low angle as Dima’s trembling hand pushes the tablet forward. A thick stack of crumpled bills is pushed back in exchange. Dima stares at the money for a beat, his eyes hollow and devoid of emotion, before slowly folding the cash and tucking it away. Dust swirls in the harsh light beams. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one is speaking ...
Free to start · Generate videos and images with AI in seconds
