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Mario: What? How can you even say that?

Martha: Do you remember the shooting that took place in Carcassonne 7 years back? (Staring
towards the sea). I was with my daughter there. (Crying) We were so happy. All of a sudden I
hear a bang. I look around in panic; do you know who I see? Can you take a guess? (Shouts)
It was that man. I look at my daughter and she is in a pool of blood. They killed my daughter.
She never did any harm to anyone. She did not deserve this. (Crying) This man was one of
the 5 shooters but he ran away and was never convicted. I have been tracking him down for
the last five years and when I got to know that he’ll be on this ship, I knew I had to avenge
my daughter’s death.

Dr. Anthony: (Sympathetically) I understand that you had to go through a lot of pain but you
can’t take the law in your own hands. Killing a person cannot be justified at any cost.

Martha: You have no idea what it is like to lose your only child. She was so precious to me
and they took her away. I still remember how happy she was that day when it was the first
day of her new job. I don’t regret it at all! I would kill him again if I have to!! He deserved it.
(Looking at the doctor) Doctor, what are we supposed to do when the authorities can’t uphold
the law and give justice to the victims and their families? Who should be held responsible?
(Breaks down completely) You can hand me over to the authorities if you wish but I have
achieved my purpose.

(There is a deafening silence in the room and everyone is exchanging glances.)

Mario: (Tears in his eyes) I can’t even imagine what you had to go through.

John: What should we do now? Should we turn her in or let her go? She did commit a crime.

Mario: But he deserved it! I would have done the same for my child.
Dr. Anthony: Are you mad? (Swaying his arms towards her) She is a murderer!

Captain: I think we will reach the shore by 10 am. (holding the wheel, looking at the rising
Sun) Once when I was on sail in Europe, they danced in a circle, they called it a Sardana.
They took steps ahead and steps behind, but they were still stalled in the same circle. That’s
how life is, like their Sardana, a circle that goes on till eternity, where nothing changes, and
so he created time. To grow the things, it would kill... And you are reborn... Each one of us...

(The curtain draws with the characters in thought and Martha’s tears rolling down)

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