Merhaba,

  I want to share these scrip options as possible story lines for the women with the red hair.

Ru

From Ken

Oh yes, there is a movie here: after the third scene, the train begins to pull away and the camera then rises above the train, watching it roll off into the countryside, then returning to the couple still gazing into each other’s eyes. They have never met, can’t even speak each other’s language, yet they both know that their futures are to be intertwined. 

From Roy

Not original, but maybe in frame 3   "we’ll always have Paris" .  In background someone is already rounding up the "usual suspects".
  So sorry (not really) but I couldn’t help myself  !     Roy   … Note ;  nowhere did I  even whisper "play it again Sam"

From Gwen

I love this!  I have a script: Her name is  Alara.  It means, literally,"red ornament".  But she was a natural brunette, but never felt natural or possessed any sense of wellbeing; almost as if she was out of sync with herself. Alara  went to the hairdresser and asked to be a red head.  The hairdresser thought Alara meant like auburn, or strawberry blonde.  But the hairdresser didn’t question Alara and the hair dresser stripped all the colour from Alara’s hair.. then, several hours later, after the hairdresser had , created strawberry blonde, Alara took one look in the mirror and was horrified.  She was not RED.  After some mixing and chemistry by the hairdresser, Alara was finally RED.  She loved it. But she knew her husband was going to have a temper tantrum because his girlfriend also had hair this RED!  Alara walked outside the hairdresser, toward the small Migros in Netsel marina.  She didn’t know what to do, so she just stood by a boat nearby and pondered some kind of solution.  She’d already spent about 8 hours in the hair salon and close 350 Turkish Lira on her husband’s credit card… then it started to rain.  As it rained, Alara noticed some of the wet drops from her hair fell on her blouse.  The drops were light red!  After about 30 minutes, her blue blouse was slightly turning a dark purple!  It was then that her husband, who worked on boats, wandered by and saw her.  he stopped… dead in his tracks. " OMG"" he exclaimed (he was a chat room expert  and avidly into twittering).  "love it" he cried.  Then added in a tender and caring voice, "and I love you, my dear RED Alara!"     They did not, however, live happily ever after because the RED colour was not permanent.  Just a RED vegetable dye … leaving  Alara’s hair, after a week or so, just a drab orange…