[A figure and two women stand on a hill around two bare trees.] Woman: One day a year, the sun sets directly between these two trees. Figure: Oh, cool - like the Manhattan thing. [The figure stands alone in thought.] [We see a close-up of the three of them. The sun shines behind them.] Figure: Wait, isn't that true every day for pretty much any two trees? Other woman: Shh, here it comes! [The sun is lower in the sky. The first woman holds a net on a pole, while the other has a bag.] Figure: Wait, what? Woman: OK, Got the bag? Other woman: Yup, grab it! Woman: We're gonna be rich!