Siete minutos by Ismael Camacho Arango (the little red hen read aloud TXT) 📖

glasses. Amelia stands in front of everyone.
AMELIA
Dear comrades. We have to talk about freedom. Our countries must be governed by
people who don’t slave and torture their fellow human beings in the name of bigotry.
She pauses to take a sip of her gin and tonic.
AMELIA
We must attack the forces of evil.

They applaud.
HOMER
I have the arms ready for your fight.
AMELIA
It’s God’s fight, Uncle Homer. We must win over the people who kill and torture us.
She kisses him.
HOMER
I have a surprise for you.
As he claps his hands, a few women wearing uniforms appear from one of the doors and salute them military style.
Amelia smiles.
AMELIA
Thanks, Uncle Homer.
HOMER
I knew you wanted your girls.
AMELIA
Attention!
The women stand in front of her.
AMELIA
One, two, one, two…
They march around the scene.
AMELIA
Rest now.
They disperse as Amelia sips her drink. Homer hugs her, feeling around her bosom.
CARDINAL
That was a good show of solidarity.
BISHOP
You’re fighting for the country.
AMELIA
We want the liberation from the oppressor.
They all look at Fifi.
FIFI
I have left my husband, the general.
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EXT. LUXURIOUS YACHT- NIGHT
As music comes out of the loudspeakers, Homer dances with Amelia while Sister Camilla and Sister Rosa dance with each other. The bishop, the cardinal and Fifi sip their drinks.
The army women sit in a circle and spin a bottle on the floor. Every time it stops, one of them takes their clothes off, while the four members of the clergy look away. Sister Rosa shakes her head and holds her rosary.
SISTER ROSA
Our father who art in heaven…
CARDINAL
Hallowed be thy name…
SISTER CAMILLE
Thou kingdom will come…
Fifi moves across the scene and disappears through a door.
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INT. CABIN IN LUXURIOUS SHIP- NIGHT
Chucho writes on his notebook under the light of his lamp as someone knocks at the door.
FIFI (O.S)
Chucho, it’s me. Can I come in?
As Fifi opens the door and steps in the untidy room, she sees papers covering the floor while the table is full of other things.
FIFI
It’s crazy outside there.
Chucho stops writing.
CHUCHO
I’m working on Homer’s manuscripts.
FIFI
Jose was an invisible friend.
CHUCHO
I know.
Fifi caresses his fur and kisses his mouth while he writes.