The Power of One Page #4

Jaapie bends down and grabs the six-year-old by the

shirt front, yanking him up.

JAAPIE:

With your blood.

Jaapie slaps the Boy across the mouth three times.

Blood flows from his mouth and nose. Jaapie dips his

finger in the blood and smears it across his new tattoo.

He holds up his bloodied fingers.

JAAPIE:

We swear allegiance to Adolf

Hitler. Heil Hitler!

ALL:

We swear allegiance to Adolf

Hitler. Heil Hitler!

JAAPIE:

Death to all Englishmen in South

Africa. Heil Hitler!

The chorus repeats.

JAAPIE:

God bless the fatherland. Heil

Hitler!

The voices come back to him stronger.

10.

Heil Hitler!

ALL:

Jaapie grabs the six-year-old again.

JAAPIE:

See what we have in store for

you when Hitler comes, Rooinek.

Hoy!

He gives a command. The boys at the far end of the

room part. The six-year-old's eyes open in terror.

17 HIS POV 17

20 feet away Inkosi Inkosikazi's chicken, his chicken,

is hung from a rafter upside down, haplessly flappingagainst his bonds.

18 BACK TO SCENE 18

No!

BOY:

But before he gets two steps towards the chicken he isgang-tackled and held. Jaapie picks up a sling and arock.

JAAPIE:

For crimes committed against thewhole Boer people. I, JaapieBotha, the judge and Uberfuhrer,

sentence you and your Rooinekkaffir chicken to death. Heil

Hiter.!

Heil Hitler!

ALL:

Jaapie starts to swing the sling around and around.

six-year-old struggles to get free.

The

Heil Hitler!

ALL:

Heil Hitler!

The SLING WHISTLES through the air, faster and faster.

No!

BOY:

Jaapie releases the stone. It flies true, catchingthe SQUAWKING, struggling CHICKEN flush in the chest.

The flapping stops as blood soaks through feathers.

11.

Jaapie flings his hand forward, victorious.

JAAPIE:

Heil Hitler!

ALL:

Heil Hitler!

The Boy takes the opportunity to break loose. He rushes

Jaapie, whose arm is outstretched, putting him off

balance. The Boy catches him low, driving his head into

Jaapie's exposed stomach. Jaapie falls back and gets

the knife used for his tattooing right in his ass.

Jaapie Botha bellows like an enraged bull as he grabs

futiley for the embedded blade. His cohorts laugh,

thinking it tremendously funny, until Jaapie removes

the knife and turns with it, dripping his own blood, his

eyes murderous. The laughter dies. Jaapie's breath

comes hard.

JAAPIE:

Hang him up!

A few boys protest.

BOYS:

Jaapie! No!

But Botha is murderous, intent on revenge.

JAAPIE:

Hang him!

He waves the bloody knife in the air. Three boys grab

the six-year-old and drag him to where the chicken is

hanging. Two more boys throw a rope over the same

rafter. Others bind the struggling boy, trussing his

hands to his sides.

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