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INDIO
I am. The old bundle in the corner is a child. I'm his father. Whatever you're bringing, I do not want it. I know what is in it.
MOKSA
(Looking at Vaisya)
Ah, Nathuram. You are still begging, I see. I had rather thought so.
BUREAUCRAT
The old man is K. Mockser.
ASSISTANT II
(Going to Moksa with forms)
Mr. Moksa? Would you mind just looking over the first two pages, and filling out the top half of the/
VAISYA
I'm afraid his mind wanders too much to read these forms. He is not able to concentrate very well.
MOKSA
(Grasps the forms)
No, Nathuram. You cannot take it away again. I am Harilal, Mr. Darius. You have not forgotten the offer. 50-50 you call it. Ah, that is a good offer. Is it not a good offer, Nathuram? I do not have to wear rags and go begging. And you are only a beggar, Nathuram.
ASSISTANT II
We'll have the movers here for your property first thing in the morning, Mr. Moksa.
ASSISTANT I
(Taking tray to Moksa)
We brought fine Indian and American food, Mr. Mockser, whichever you prefer. We had the Indian dishes supervised by a religious man to make sure they're--religious.
