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Musk priest in Peru - Act 2 Scene 1

Act 2

Scene 1

(The entrance a city. A sign stands beside the path on which in large letters "Gartenaere" is written. An old woman sitting outside their front door and weaving a basket. The musk priest and the coachman to be ridden on the sovereignty Bramsen. The coach of the two can not be seen, both the priest and musk have the driver next to the dirt on their clothes now burns. The driver sees the sign, jumps off and looks at it. The musk priest, however, remains seated for a while, and jump until he sees the old woman. He walks up to them)
musk priest. Milady weave you baskets?
Old Man: Oh yes baskets, baskets oh yes! All day baskets. 3 copper coins for a Package!
musk priest: the famous Korbflechterinnen Gardena So. Then they would also have the old song "of the Korbesflechtkunst" know.
Old: Very well, I know it. It is an ancient custom to sing it every night.
musk priest: Well, why do not you sing?
Old Man: It was no one there to listen, until you got away two gentlewomen. All are at the festival, which since Chevio hosts.
musk priest: ye o Holde annoy me with your fucking life story about but few running up since Chevios or wollet their sound your beautiful song in the night sky sternenbehangenen.
old woman singing, so be it. (The old woman starts to sing:) We weave

and weave the baskets, even if we die soon
by terror.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
detonate bombs behind us.

Chorus:
And if God willing and the other girl also God, then we weave
until 8 April.
And if God wants and then Shamamir also
we weave until moon.
And if God willing and the fly then,
is then the chorus after only 3 lines to end 'and that too with too many syllables! weave (A dilemma, a dilemma!)

We and weave the baskets, even if
industry has been driven us all.
We weave and weave the baskets,
even if everyone says: "We have had enough of you!"

(chorus)

We weave and weave the baskets,
even if "move and" weave "are indeed equal.
We weave and weave the baskets, even if
for us to kill a child!

(chorus x24)

musk priest: It is meet and right!
driver: Hey, you lovebirds come down from your ma Sing Sang-shit. Because I want to fuck Chevio!
musk priest: The time is coming, road-related ferryman!
Kutscher: We go to the festival, and we take our coach full of dynamite, which we have before the city can stand with us. Burn, burn yes they are all in their orgy that has since been Chevio for them! They feed on the flesh El Ozoros, my dead brother's drink, at his own expense and are all dependent of the rumen, which he invented before his death with the checkered!
musk priest: Well yes, the sin once healthy Metzelmotive to blow up American bock eh got shit in the air. This had already present in nursery school, where we stop to flog imacht heroin out of boredom to the kiddies!
Kutscher: In which one at least has the good feeling that they will have a worry-free future, now that they have found their place in life as dependents.
old woman bum under a bridge, make blowjobs for a shot - almost as honorable as the old Webeskunst!
musk priest: Let us put your plan into action, simple-minded man whose name I forget!
(you want to go straight back towards the exit to get the car when a voice echoes across the street.)
Unknown: Stop! Where are you going?
musk priest (sounding unimpressed): Fuck you, fag, I shit 'you later in the neck, first we need to' blow up a party!
Unknown: It's just something that I appreciated! Do you not know who I am?
driver (turns, startled): Chromor! The Chequered!
Chromor: The same. Need some help? I escaped when I also vowed revenge, and I act together a band. Together we are "Chromor, The Chequered and his 18 vassals humid mountain"! Nothing and no one, and certainly not because Chevio can not stop us now!
Kutscher: You're insane, until you let my brother down and then you want leadership, since Chevios alone for you! We will never accept your help!
musk priest: table containing mixed ma discreet back here. Table can still monologues about God, the world, treachery, betrayal and desire for power at all costs keep me bright manner but rather off the bulb. (The musk priest fetches a bottle of vodka from his pocket and takes several sips final scene in the background.)
Chromor: You do not want my help? It almost seems as if not to help you!
driver: I have sworn El Ozoro at the grave that I kill Chevio Since by my own hand, and thus stop the terror. But I want not only the name "Da Chevio" go through "Chromor, the checkered! People must be free!
Chromor: Freedom? Pah, I'm the blood in the veins of the people. The nation needs a leader! Stupid sheep who want to be supplied with rumen!
Kutscher: Since I will kill Chevio before you get the chance. The people will never make you look as the new Baron!
Chromor: I have tried in good with you, coach, but It looks as if meant terms such as "honor" and "oath" something for you. Pride, my driver is, before the bullet in the chest! (Chromor pulls a gun and aims at the head of the driver.) I can now decide whether you should live or die. (... A pause occurs, the driver has a consternation facial expression determination it stands in the face wrote Musk priest drinks of further undisturbed and gives the bottle from time to time with the sovereignty of Bramsen, who drinks too broadly.)
Kutscher: You can kill me, but you will never destroy my heart!
Chromor: Ha, I'll eat your heart after your death. Yes eat, I will it, I'll keep my teeth deep into the soft bloody muscle meat can sink and allow large pieces of it disappear in my throat! But I'll leave you here and alive now, but I assure you, your death will come! Your suggestion that you want to kill Because Chevio before me, amused me, I accept your challenge! (He strokes his mustache and his take down the gun.) Go! And try to avenge your brother. But act quickly, your time is running out, coach!
(Pause. With the same resolute gaze stares Chromor in the driver's eyes, then he turns away and goes, without saying a word from the stage. Chromor stares into the distance behind the driver. A break occurs, the only activities proceed from the drinking musk priests and the sovereignty of Bramsen from. After a short time the driver enters the stage, however, again)
coachman. Boah you're full of shit, motherfucker! (He shows his Chromor raised middle finger and left the stage to go to the car.)

end of Scene 1