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(There scene start with an
Indian judicial ceremony. An Indian jury sentences Stella and Sam to death by
the handman in India. The two are charged in Indian language which they do not
understand.)

Judge: Shankrabai
kurikuchi
Shakrabai kurikuchi
Tumara nam kia
Stella/Sam: What?
Stella: Sam,

what is he saying?
Judge: dimakaa
rabu?
Sam: What
do you mean?
Judge: hosejamji
kuchikuchi hothaye
Sam/Stella: Sir,
we cannot understand you
Judge: haru
baru kuchinamira picha para
Sam/stella: What
is our verdict
Judge: case
picha para closed!
M.att: Sam
Hangman: Stella
M.att: your
time has come!
Hangman: By the powers given to me by the
jury it is my pleasure to hang you by the noose until dead and thereafter
confirmed by a medical expertise.
M.att: By
the powers given to me by the same jury it is also my pleasure to confirm that
you are dead and be preserve your bodies thereafter.
Hangman: Samson
and Stella, it is very unfortunate that your parents are not here with you to
witness your departure to the world of the unknown.
M.att: Samson
and Stella you will be allowed to make phone calls back in your home country (phones enters)
Father/Mother: Hallo
Sam/Stella: Hallo
Father: Is that my daughter
Stella
Sam: Mama
Mother: Is that my son Samson
Stella: Yes I am. My death has
come knocking and I have no option but to heed to its demands.
Sam: My
journey of life on this earth has crashed into the blazing fire of external
doom.
Father: I
lack definite words to express what I feel for you my daughter.
Mother: My
son, the sword of reality is slicing my heart into shreds.
Stella: Papa
Sam: Mother
Sam/Stella: and why are you not here with me?
Stella: or
is it because the jewel that you once treasured is soon going to become
lifeless and worthless.
Sam: or
is it because, the warrior that you once treasured is soon loosing the battle
of life
Stella: Papa
Sam: Mama
Stella/Sam: Why are you not here with me at the time
I need you most?
Father: My
daughter, tell them to spare my jewel just an extra day.
Mother: My son plead with them to
spare my warrior for just an extra day
Stella: he
request that you spare me for an extra day
Sam: She
pleads that you spare her warrior for an extra day
Hangman: My hands are tied by the law of
this land. You have a right to die at the right time.
Stella: Papa
Sam: Mama
Stella/Sam: I must die at the right time
Stella: but papa I have news to
break to you before I die.
Father: What
is it my daughter?
Sam: before I die mama I am
forced to tell you this
Mother: what
is it my son?
(hangman grabs the phones form Sam and
Stella)
Hangman: and
marks the end of your story
Mother: hallo
Father: hallo
Mother: Sam
Father: Stella
M.att: they
will get the other details in my mortuary
Sam: you have killed me
Stella
M.att: the law allows you to
do anything in five minutes, bite, scratch, wrestle, quarrel or even make love.
But only one thing, do not kill, because consequently you will face the law in
your death.
Stella: Sam,
it is you who made us board this train full of misery.
Sam: Stella,
it is you who made us alight at this destination full of suffering, pain and
regrets.
Stella: remember
Sam
Sam: Remember
Stella
Stella: I
don't want to remember the events of that fateful day Sam
Sam: Contemplate Stella,
contemplate! For only then will you understand how you have killed me
Stella: you have also killed me
Sam
Sam: Stella
Stella: Sam
Sam/Stella: and that marks the beginning of I
' ' LIED TO DEATH
(Flashback)
(Love
scene)
Sam: Stella
my rose flower,
Stella my flower petal,
Stella my shinning star,
Stella, the only oasis in
this harsh dry desert but surprise I have for you
Stella: What
is it Sam?
Sam: Promise
you won't forsake me
Stella: What
do you mean
Sam: I
love you but I won't be with you always
Stella: why
are you speaking in metaphors?
Sam: To
the land of the reds am headed, across the Indian ocean and the cities mother
Teresa touched hearts
All: What!!!
Sam: Will
you fight for our love no matter the distance
Stella: What are you insinuating
Sam: Am travelling to india
for study purposes.
Stella: What!
(Back
to present)
Sam: Stella
Stella: Sam
Sam/Stella: That was the beginning of our
doom
Sam: Remember
Sam
Stella: Remember Sam
(flashback)
Stella: What a coincidence
Sam: What do you mean?
Stella: come sam come , I was
afraid and with filled with fear to tell you
That…..
Sam: Stella …..
Stella: Smile Sam , celebrate ,
cheer, worry no more and cast your fears away
Sam: What do you mean?
Stella: am travelling to India as well for
study purposes
Sam: What!
That
calls for a dance
(a
short distance)
(back
to present)
Hangman/M.att: two minutes to go!
Sam/Stella: What !!
(Sad
song)
Stella: Sam
Sam: Stella
Stella: I never knew that parcel
will transform into our scourage.

Sam: I told you stellar
Stella: My eyes were not wide
open to realize that parcel would sentence us to death
Stella: Sam , you are making my
conscience guilty
I never knew
that you were carrying drugs
Sam: You could have trusted
my instincts
Stella: my ultimate desire was
you respect your mothers' instructions
Sam: No Stella you have
killed me , you have killed me
Stella: Sam
M.att: Your five minutes have
elapsed, fasten your neck belts and let me drive you to your new world
Hangman: by the powers given to me by the
law, I take this maiden opportunity to bid farewell to you two
M.att: Samson
and Stella say your last words
Sam: kill me kill me
quickly
M.att: Stella !!
Stella: I loved you Sam
Sam: I loved you Stella
Hangman: At the count of three, you will
bid your lives goodbye
Three….two….one!
(sad song)
Its time …
the elephant of this red land bring me a whip
Mother/ father: A whip?
Mother: Is this a school or a mortuary?
M.att: a school of the dead
, and how exactly can I assist you?
Father: we have been directed to this
place
M.att: directed
Mother: we are parents of the two
that killed yesterday
Father: our hearts are heavy .All
we need is to view their bodies and make an important decision thereafter.
M.att
: My job
description is to damp them in my prestigious mortuary as I wait for
instruction from the state
Mother: we were not as they were
diving in the deep sea of death. All we ask is to see their remains.
M.att: Are those
instructions from the state? Eeeh!
Mother: Our children are now referred
to as state property
M.att: And am not to clarify
this matter any further.
F&M: What.
Father: Better watch your loose
lashing marauding tongue. I can
See the bud
of confidence brazenly growing in you.
M.ATT: By their power
bestowed upon me by this republic, I command you out of this place!
Mother: Don't you have a polite
version of doing this?
M.att: I said out ! Out of
this place
Mother/Father: Please
M.att: Out . Ok I grant you
exactly one minute to view their bodies.
(Sad song)
Mother: My son Samson , please
open your eyes and at least bid goodbye to you mother
M.att
: Where ere you
when you were supposed to talk to him?
Father: My daughter Stella ,
don't close your eyes on me .Open you vocal chords and say goodbye to your
father.
M.att: Where were you when
you were supposed to listen to her voice Eeeh? You are disturbing her . She was
singing a beautiful song to her colleagues . She is dead and as useless as
dust.
F&M: Dust to
dust,…………………………………………………………….
M.att: Hey ! this is a taboo
, on this land , here we cremate dead bodies
Mother: Sir , we request that you
preserve the bodies of our children as we organize for transportation back
home.
M.att: Are those
instructions from the state? Eeeh?
Mother: Sir we were not here us
they were dying and the only way to relive th guilt sir, is by giving them a
honourable send off.
M.att: Are those
instructions from the state? Eeeh!
F&M: What?
M.att: I said no . N….O….No
preservation to people who break the law!
Father: please sir, we beg
you , we ask foor help , we beseech , we lick your bots , we lick your knees,
we lick your……..
M.att: Eeeh! State property is state property.
Father: I now order you to
preserve these bodies!
M.att: No I wont! I won't
preserve this bodies unless I consult my boss.
Mother: Like smoke on a windy day,
my son's life billow way into the black chocking air of death without even a
trace.
Father: My heat crawls with
bitterness when I see colours that symbolize doom painted all over your dead
face.
Sam: Mother!
Stella: Father!
F&M: What
Sam: We lied to death.
Stella: We escaped tragedy by a
whisker.
Mother: Please tell me am not dreaming.
Sam/Stella: Touch me.
Mother: No
Mother: No you are not my son you
are supposed to be dead.
Father: My daughter you are
not my daughter
Sam: Then who am I
Father: you are a ghost engulfed
in my daughter's skin.
Stella: touch me father.
Father: No
Sam: Mother I hate you!
With a passion.
Stella: Father , my dead bleeds
with tears of hate and bitterness.
Sam: Cursed be the day
that I was conceived
Stella: Cursed is the man whop
exactly introduced me in this cruel world.
Father: but my daughter,
what exactly happened?
Stella: Sam, what exactly
happened? I need an explanation
Sam: Mother , what exactly
happened
Mother: and what exactly happened
my husband.
Sam: What ! My husband?
Sam: Mother , when did you
get married?
Stella: Father, did you marry?
You are not even ashamed. You couldn't have waited for my mother's bones to
even rot before you marry again.
Sam: Mother, so that is
the reason why you sent me away to a foreign country so that you can re-marry?
Stella: A foreign country that
has sentenced me to death?
All: What exactly
happened?
(flashback)
Father: Sophia dear, when I look
at the reflection of your image in this mirror fresh memories of my dead wife
resurrect in me. But as you well know your son and my daughter are travelling
abroad . This parcel will be a stepping stone to their success and this will
give us a maiden opportunity of staying together legitimize our relationship in
a wedding of symbolic proportion.
Sam&Stella: Mother,
father
Stella n our naivety we took
the parcel oblivious of its dangerous contents.
Sam: We have a death
sentence hanging preciously over our heads just because of you.
Mother: Mother you are the
genesis of this predicament that hangs preciously above us You never disclosed
to me the content of that parcel . I blame you for this
Mother: My husband you are the
cause of all this. You lied to me. I never knew we were digging graves for our
own children.
Stella: Father you are worse
than an animal that gives birth and goes ahead to prey on its young ones.
Sam: Mother you are a bat
that defines its nature by flying during the day without a clear view of its
destination.
Mother: My son this is not time
to shift blame.
Sam: blames? Blames my foot
Father
: calm down my son.
Sam: Son?
Father: handle your mother with
some dignity
Sam: Stella , can you tell
your father to avoid blubbering without giving words a second thought.
Mother: My son
Sam: It is now your duty
to ensure that our dead bodies are not preserved because preservation means will be officially dead .
Father: quick
get back to your closets
Mother: I
can hear him approaching with malice.
Father: He
is coming
Sam: who
Father/Mother: the mortuary attendant
All: the mortuary
attendant
Sam: come on Stella. Quick
before he gets us live
(Stella
remains silent)
Mother: Stella
Sam: Stella
Father: Stella
All: Stella
Stella: Stop it! Am not going
back to that closet
All: What?
Stella: I don't want to lie to
death again
Sam: Come on Stella the
Mortuary attendant will realize that we did not die.
Stella: Father, How does it feel
to lie next to stinking dead bodies? How does it feel to face your death in
bits? How do you think it feels to be crucified for somebody else's mistake?
Sam: Stella, Postpone your
lamentations and let's get back to our closest.
Stella: No I won't
Sam: Stella my rose flower
Stella: No
Sam: Stella
my flower petal
Stella: no
Sam: Stella my lollipop
Stella: No
Mother: Stella
Father: Stella
Sam: Stella
All: Stella
(Door
opens and m.attends enters)
M.Att: Why
are you calling names? Did I not warn you that the dead people don't speak to
anybody anyhow? Eeh!'
Father: the
nostalgic memories of my beautiful daughter Stella had started resurrecting in
me.
M.Att: you
two are quite lucky
Father & Mother: lucky
M.Att: come on celebrate
Father & Mother: Why?
M.Att: ululate
M.Att I
hereby announce to you two, that it is now official instructions from the state
that your dead children bodies will be preserved
Father/Mother: What?
Father: We have changed our
minds!
Mother: Sir our culture and
tradition doesn't allow preservation of dead bodies and our children won't be
the first.
M.att: What!
Mother: Our culture and traditions
forbid!
M.Att: These
bodies inside this closes are state property and you don't choose what happens
to any property of state because state property is state property.
Father: Persevering these bodies
is a taboo
Mother: the burial ceremony is set
to be in two days time, give us the bodied of our children; as we organize for
their transportation back home
M.Att: who
gave you the audacity to think that your will bury your children?
This
is state property and state property is state property
Father: brace
yourself for you are about to see the true colors of an African lion and
lioness.
Mother: Aagrrh! The lion will skin
you alive, tear your flesh into shreds and leave them for the vultures to
feast.
Father: then the ground will sip
your blood till the last drop.
Mother: give us the body of our
children
Father: It is a demand
M.att: are you issuing
threats? I will be forced to call the security on you two.
Father: that is the unfortunate
reality and you have no choice but to dance to our tune.
Mother: now go back to that your
boss tell him to allow us to go back to our country with our dead children
without preserving them
M.Att: Impossible
Father: Possible
Now
there is a better way of doing this
Mother: My
husband please stop this
Father: (with
a gun) I now command you to go back in there and hand over the children to us
without preserving them.
Mother: Please
Father: or
else I will blow up your head once am through with this statement
Mother: My husband this will be
double tragedy. Remember we are in foreign land.
Father: At the count of three you
shall be no more three ….two… one…
M.Att: Ok!
Ok I heed to your demand.
Father: (Door opens)
All: What!
M.Att: What!
Father: What!
Mother: What!
Father: This is not my daughter
Stella
Mother: and this are not the
remain of my son Samson
Father: Where is Stella
Mother: where is my son?
Mother: I cannot be part of this
play within a play.
Father: The bodies of our
children are all want.
Mother: Where is Sam?
Father: where is my daughter
Stella?
Both: Where are our
children? (Enters handman)
Hangman: Hey
what is the cause of this hullabaloo.
Father: You
are the owner of this mortuary I presume
Hangman: Indeed I am.
Mother: The bodies of our dead
children are bafflingly, in explicably and mysteriously missing in their
respective closets.
Hangman: So? Does that warrant the basis
of an uproar in my premise.
Father: And that is the sole
motive why we are about to exterminate this swine from the surface of this
world.
Hangman: Simple! Simple! Simple Mr.
Mortuary attendant
M.att: Yes
Sir
Hangman: Let the search begin now
M.Att: You two are quire
lucky; behold the bodies of your dead children
Judge: (Sign)
the final verdict
Mother: What is their verdict
(Silence)
Father: Please tell us
Hangman: It is now official instruction
from the state that your children's bodies be cremated.
Mother/Father: What
Hangman: let the cremation begin now
Stella: (Scream)
Father: What is it my daughter
Stella: I had a dream
Father: a dream
Stella: a nightmare that exposes
our future painted with doom
Father : Don't worry my daughter it
was just a dream
Stella: But father?

ALL: I
LIED TO DEATH