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Don P: (Standing) Well, thats a part of a game. Success is 50% luck. The whole of
life is a gamble. We are gamblers in one form or another. I gambled when I married
you.
Doa M: Dont be insulting. You forget that you were only a clerk twenty years ago.
Don P: (Sitting on sofa beside Doa M) No offense intended my dear, no offense. All
I wanted to say is that when a wife takes a husband, or a husband takes a wife, it is
just like buying a car. You never know what you are getting until youve got it. And
you speak of Rodolfos spoiling your social standing. Why, think of being the mothein-law of the Honorable Rodolfo Cruz, Congressman from the Fourth District og
Manila. Here is your chance to be invited in Malacaang.
ACT 2 ( A month late in the sala of Rodolfos house . Clara is seated in a chair
mending socks, Rodolfo on the arm of the chair.
TIME 7pm
R: Well, Clara dear, one week more of the campaign.
C: Yes, darling, one week more.
R: Yes, one week more and Ill be with you again in the evenings.
C: Living what we only see now in dreams
R: A week from now you will have more than one boy to help you clean the housse.
C: And you liveries chauffeur to drive the car for you.
R: And you a regular cook to do the cooking for you.
C: And you a private secretary to do the typing for you.
R: And you a maid to mend socks for you and save these little fingers from the
neeedle.
(Takes her hand and kisses finger one by one.)
R: I anybody wants to see me, look at him closely. If he wears smoked glasses,
carries a leather ba, and has a pair of badly worn shoes, tell him I am out.
Juan: Yes, sir. (Door bell rings. Juan goes and returns in half a minute. While he is
gone, Clara picks up a sock and put her hands in it. Her fingers comes out through a
hole.Somebody wants to see you sir.
R: Does he wear smoked glasses?
J: Yes, sir.
R: Worn-out shoes?
J: Yes, sir.
R: Well, why didnt you tell him I am out?
J: I did sir, but he insisted on entering. He said he would sleep here.
R: (Tunring to Clara) Can you beat that? He is going to sleep here, that pest! (To
Juan) Take a seat. Sir. As I todl you, Don Rodolfo is out. (Mang Cario puts down his
leather satchel.)
MC: Thats all right. I have the whole night to wait. How are things going with your
master?
J: Well, sir, I dont know. I am afraid they are not going.
MC: What do you mean?
J: They act rather queer sometimes, sir, he and his wife.
MC: Act queer? Explain yourself,
J: They dont seem to be very well, sir.
MC: I still dont understand.
J: Here they come, sir; you can judge fior yourself.
(Enter Rodolfo and Clara with brooms and mops, dressed like servants; they do not
look at Mang Cario. It is their scheme for evading bill collectors. Mang Cario follows
their movements, appearinf much perplexed.)
R: Well, Juana. This tiresome housework has got to be done before the boss comes,
thats all there is to it.
C: Its all right. It wont be long before well have an army of helpers in this house.
On boy! When the boss gets elected! Receptions, parties and banquets galore!
C: Yes, and work galore!
(They sweep against Mang Cario, driving him toward the door)
MC: Son, what do you suppose you are doing?
R: Oh, cleaning the house and driving the pests away.
MC: Pests? What pests?
C: The pests that give our boss a pain in the neck.
R: And what do you suppose you are doing?
MC: I want to see Rodolfo. I want to see you.
(Door bell rings. Rodolfo turns with Bruo.)
R: Well, sir, this is most unusual. Avisit form my opponent at this time. May I ask to
what I owe the pleasure of this call?
B: I came here to do you a favor.
R: Did you come here to insult me, Mr. Bruo?
B: No, indeed. Kindly listen for a moment. I kniw also that my election is assured,
and your efforts wasted.
R: I am not looking for sympathy, but go ahead with your story.
B: Just a moment, please. I am giving you a chance to cut down your losses. Ten
thousand pesos if you withdraw from this fight.
R: Mr, Bruo, you dont understand me. I entered this fight to support certain
principles. And those principles are not for sale! If this is the purpose of your
(sarcastically) kind vist, (standing) I wish you goodnight.
(Door bell rings, enter Sheriff)
S: Good evening, MR. Cruz.
R: Good evening.
S: (Showing badge) I am sorry I have to perform a
R: I suppose youve come to arrest me, Im ready.
C: (Excited) Rodolfo, can it go this far?
R: Thats all right, my dear. This charge is only a big lie. They cant do me any harm.
C: (Turns to the Sheriff) Officer, wait just a moment, please. (Runs to the telephone)
Give me 3-46-56. Yes. Let me talk to father, quick; this is Clara. Hello! Father!
Father! Please come here at once. Rodolfo is under arrest. Yes! Hurry up! (Hangs up
to the receiver) Officer, wait for my father, will you?
S: Yes, Mrs. Cruz, I will.
R: Officer? Have you any warrant for arrest?
S: Yes, sir. Here it is. (Rodolfo returns warrant to Sheriff)
C: Officer, please wait a while, my father will be here in a few seconds.
S: Yes, Mrs. Cruz, I will.
C: Oh, Rodolfo! (Goes to Rodolfo, much upset.)
R: Dont take it so seriously. You know it is false. (Pats her on the shoulder, trying to
comfort her. Enter Don Pedro)