[Hogarth and Giant are in the woods. Giant sighs happily at the beauty of the vast forest.]
It's beautiful, huh? [sees a deer] Hey, look. [quietly] It's a deer.
Deer?
Shh! Let's get closer. [The Giant walks quietly to the deer. The deer sees the Giant and Hogarth. The Giant kneels down holding out his finger Hogarth and Giant smiles as the deer curiously sniffs Giant's finger. Then the deer hears a twig snap and it leaves.] Hmm, well I guess he decided to-- [suddenly, a gunshot is heard and birds fly past them, the Giant is shocked, and sees hunters kneeling over the deer they just shot as they turn to see the Giant.]
[alarmed]
It's the monster! [they both drop their guns and run into the woods]
[shocked]
Oh, no. [Giant sees the deer is dead, and slowly reaches his finger down touching it, to no avail] It's dead.
Don't do that!
It's dead. Understand? They... shot it, with that gun. [Giant sees the gun his eyes narrow and turn red] Hey, what's wrong?
Yes. Guns kill.
Guns kill.
[Later that night, Giant and Hogarth are at the junkyard. Giant feels very sad about the deer. Hogarth walks up to him.]
I know you feel bad about the deer. But's it not your fault. Things die. It's part of life. It's bad to kill. But it's not bad to die.
You die?
Well... yes, someday.
I die?
I don't know, You're made of metal...but you have feelings. And you think about things. And that means you have a soul. And souls don't die.
Soul?
Mom says it's something inside of all good things... and that it goes on forever and ever. [pats Giant's face and walks away. Giant lies on the scraps and he looks up at the night sky.]
Souls don't die.
