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(Indio stops, removes mask)
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morbid discharge of stinking bigotry? |
INDIO
(calls backstage)
Turn the lights on. They're fighting.
AMONG AUDIENCE
(The actors look on)
EDWARD
Those bastards don't know what the hell's good for them! I don't give a damn whose old man he was! He couldn't. . .
(Pause. Edward grabs Cecil's book)
Christ almighty! What did you say? Give me that book!
(Reads)
"Accident. . . riot. . . plant shut down for renovations--"
(To Cecil)
You four-eyed jackass! You got rocks in your head? Christ you looked up that accident in India when half the country swarmed down on us to shut the plant until we put in safety devices and got women and kids off that one job! You stupid jerk! This was years after that riot! Why the hell do you write things down if you can't remember what they mean?
CECIL
I didn't say this had anything to do with South Africa. This happened just after I had started. . . it was the first accident report that came into my hands. There was some kind of confusion--a mix up on the application for work. When that woman applied/
