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I just heard
I’m going to be free! I’m going to leave
here really soon. I am so happy!
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| AMIGO: |
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It’s
make me sad, and pretty angry.
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| TRISTE: |
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Amigo,
I love you and I’ve never wanted to separate from
you. But I have to do this, this is my opportunity
to be free!
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| AMIGO: |
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Tell me
that what you just said about you being free, tell me
it’s a joke, and that you’re only playing
with me. You shouldn’t joke like that, it
makes me mad.
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| TRISTE: |
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I’m
sorry. You are my best friend, and I know that
this is painful for you. But, it’s not a
joke. It’s the truth. I’m going
to be free.
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| AMIGO: |
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I’m
really getting mad. How is it that your going to
be free? And how can you leave me all alone? |
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| TRISTE: |
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You’re
not going to be alone. I’m going to be free
because the people who live here in this house are going
to bring another bird here, one just like me. |
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| AMIGO: |
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But it won’t
ever be the same, not like with you. I’ll
never have the same friendship and confidence I have
with you. Because you’re my family.
The one I’ve lived with all this time.
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| TRISTE: |
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I
am so sorry that you feel this way, but I
want to have my freedom. And in the same way you
got accustomed to being with me, you’re gonna get
accustomed to the new bird they bring. |
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| AMIGO: |
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I
already told you! For me, you are my only family,
and you will not be leaving!!
(Amigo angrily moves from side to side)
You will never leave. You’ll die before you
can go. |
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| TRISTE: |
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(very
startled)
I don’t know what to do. Hey, hey, hey—calm
down! What’s the matter with you? Why are you
like this? I’ve never seen you this way. |
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| AMIGO: |
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Well
I never imagined you would leave me. And now you
tell me, whether you think you’re gonna leave or
stay here with me. Because I think it’s
in your best interest to stay. If not, you should
already understand what may happen to you. |
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| TRISTE: |
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What’s
going to happen to me? Are you going to kill me? |
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| AMIGO: |
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I’m
not going to tell you what I’m going to do to you,
but I will ask you if you think you going to go, or stay
here with me. |
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| TRISTE: |
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I’m
going to think about it.
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| AMIGO: |
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Listen
to me, you are my best friend. It is not that I
don’t want you to be free or to be happy. But you
know that if you leave me, my life will end. I really
want you to be happy, but I never want you to seperate
from me—please, don’t go. Look at the
pain your causing me. I’m turning into someone
I don’t even recognize. |
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| TRISTE: |
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I’m
sorry. But I want to be free. I know that
you are in pain, and I’m truly sorry about that.
But I have got to have my freedom to look for my family.
The family I’ve never met and to do all the things
I’ve never been able to do. |
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| AMIGO: |
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I do understand.
I thought that you thought of me as your family.
Because I think of you as my family. This makes me doubt
everything. I guess for you, I’m just an
acquaintance.
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| TRISTE: |
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You are
not an acquaintance to me. You are definitely
my family. But I don’t know any of my real family
– and I told you that the reason I want to be free
is so that I can find them. Right now I don’t have
all of my family, my only family is
you.
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| AMIGO: |
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Tell me
that you’ll stay?
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| TRISTE: |
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You’re
not understanding me. If I tell you that I’ll
stay, no one benefits Because if even I tried
to stay, I couldn’t. It’s not really
only my decision to go. They are going to seperate
us anyway, and then we won’t have anything.
Neither one of us.
I promise and I sware to you that you are my family,
and when I am free – and this is a promise
–– that I will come back to visit you every
day. I’ll stop on the window sill –
and I’ll whistle to you – and if I find my
family, I’ll bring them back here with me so you
can meet each other. And I’ll tell them that
you are also my true family, the one I have spent all
this time with. What do you say?
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| AMIGO: |
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O.K.
But sware to me that you’re not lying to me and that
you will come back to see me. |
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| TRISTE: |
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I
promise you, I’m going to be back. |
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End. |
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