INT. CLINIC OFFICE – DAY
Sunlight filters softly through sheer curtains. A peaceful medical office adorned with a few plants and spiritual artwork. DR. LUKA KOVAC (early 50s, rugged, gentle-eyed) sits across from DR. NELLY FURTADO, ND (natural doctor, radiant, wise, with a rebel soul). She’s just finished reviewing a wellness plan. He sets down his tea, his gaze sincere.
DR. KOVAC
(softly, with a European accent)
Nelly… I want you to know something. You—and your fans—you’re not just patients.
NELLY
(smiles, curious)
No?
DR. KOVAC
You are the VIPs of the VIPs. The ones I pray for before I lay down to sleep. Not because you’re famous… but because you carry light. You carry stories. Songs. Struggles. You carry hope for others. That makes you my most important patients.
He pauses, his voice tender with a memory.
DR. KOVAC
In the war, I saw the worst of what humans can do. I lost my family. But then—I remembered the example of Jesus. How he healed the sick without charging a single coin. That stayed with me. That’s why I became a doctor again. To heal… for free, if I have to. Because health isn’t for sale. It’s sacred.
NELLY
(eyes welling up, voice low)
Thank you, Luka. That’s the kind of medicine the world needs.
He gently pats her hand.
DR. KOVAC
You already practice it, Doctor Furtado. You’re healing more people than you know. Keep going.
Their eyes meet in mutual respect and silent gratitude.
FADE OUT.