Seeking a script about' AIDS' drama requires many roles and is urgently needed. ...

Mario Faradi

The curtain went up.

In the ward of a hospital in new york, the window was open, and Oro stood by the window staring out, looking very weak. He suddenly wanted to go back to bed, but every step was difficult. He heard someone approaching the ward. It was his friend Ivan who came in.

Ivan: (concerned) What are you doing? Why are you getting up? You know, you are still weak. (Helps him back to bed) How do you feel today? Look, your face is too pale. If you have anything, you should call a nurse. (affectionately) What would you like to drink? Water or orange juice? (Oro shakes his head) Traffic jam, I'm late. Oh! Our people are moving forward ... Remember last year? We advance hand in hand and are proud of our friendship. (Touching Oro's hand) For our love.

Oro: Who took part in the parade? Ivan: There are many people! There are Jamie, Waldorf, Tony ... gay parents, old people, police, soldiers, men and women ... Oro: (slightly sad) Fortunately, this has not changed. (Pause) Didn't David go?

Ivan: I haven't seen him.

Oro: What about Adam?

Ivan: He is in a wheelchair, and Morse pushes him.

Oro: Did Bill attend?

Ivan: (pause for a moment) I heard that he went to his mother's.

Oro: How is he?

Ivan: (cautiously) Not so good ... They said he was going to die, a week at the most. ...

Oro: What about Conrad? Is he with Bill? He was allowed. ...

Ivan: (interrupting Oro) I attended Conrad's funeral yesterday.

Oro: Why didn't you tell me?

Ivan: How can I say such a thing?

Oro: (sadly) We will all die, one by one, and no one can change it.

Ivan: No, I'm fine. I am not infected with HIV.

Oro: How long will it last? (After a short silence) Oh! pity ...

Ivan: I hope I will never catch the virus. ...

Oro: I hope so ... It's over. (suddenly changing the subject) What did the doctor say to you in the corridor just now?

Ivan: (hesitantly) Ah ... He is the dean. ...

Oro: (interrupting Ivan) About me? What did he say? How long do I have?

Ivan: Ah, this one is still long. he said ...

Oro: (interrupting Ivan) A month? Two months?

Ivan: He mentioned money and various expenses. The hospital will spend 12000 dollars for this person who can only live 10 days.

Oro: What about me? How many more weeks?

Ivan: A few months! He said you still have a long time, a lot. ...

Oro: How many?

Ivan: (slowly) At least half a year anyway.

Oro: You must be lying to me.

Ivan: No, absolutely not.

Oro: For friendship?

Ivan: For love. You know that. (kissing his hand)

Oro: Lie to me for love?

Ivan: No, we have always been loyal to each other.

Oro: I know. (Staring at Ivan) I know you too well. I can't guess what you are hiding from me.

Ivan: Why? If you only have 10 days or 10 weeks left, why should I keep it from you? In that case, you'd better know.

Oro: OK, tell me everything!

Ivan: I swear by our friendship and the wonderful time we spent together.

Oro: Six months?

Ivan: At least, I promise you.

Oro: Is there anything else you haven't told me? What is this?

Ivan: No, I didn't.

Oro: Who died? (Ivan hands him a newspaper that turns to the obituary page)

Ivan: There are three more. A strange trio … a priest, a dancer and a doctor … read the doctor's obituary.

Oro: Do we know him?

Ivan: No. (meditating)

Oro: What are you thinking?

Ivan: No, nothing.

Oro: If you are tired of me, just go.

Ivan: Me? Tired of you? Never.

Oro: Maybe you have other things to do, other important things.

Ivan: No, not at all. I can stay with you all afternoon. I'll stay here as long as they allow me. Until the nurse kicked me out.

Oro: I know you're hiding something from me.

Ivan: Do you really think so? What did you hear? Who told you that?

Oro: I know everything.

Ivan: Know what?

Oro: The doctor gave you an envelope. What's in it? Bill?

Ivan: Oh! No, they know that we can't afford more medical expenses. You sold your house, paintings and furniture. But they can't force me to sell anything ... (O 'Bribery) I am your closest friend, but the law stipulates that I am not your family.

Oro: Maybe they are blackmailing you.

Ivan: Nothing. They can't do anything to me (trying to change the subject) What are our lucky numbers?

Oro: (sad face) 8. If the world is still just, I should live for 8 months. (Two people smile)

Ivan: We met on the 8th. It was your birthday ... we were both born in August. When traveling, we always live on the 8 th floor and have room 8 ... We exchange gifts on the 8 th of every month. We stayed together by mutual consent. We also decided to lose weight together. Do you remember all this?

Oro: (humorously) I succeeded. Look at me, it's reduced to 49 Jin.

Ivan: (gets up and kisses his forehead) You told me it was 48 pounds.

Oro: It was 48 pounds yesterday. (Silence)

Oro: What's in the envelope?

Ivan: (hesitates) Check.

Oro: (surprised) A check? What happened? It's so sudden.

Ivan: That's a great suggestion.

Oro: What is it?

Ivan: A sum of money, if you accept the terms.

Oro: How much is it? Ivan: Twenty thousand yuan.

Oro: (surprisingly) This is a lot of money for us. Did you accept it? Accept it, we need money!

Ivan: But this suggestion is ridiculous.

Oro: That's acceptable. The problem now is to get the money. I left you nothing in my will. What do they want? What should we do?

Ivan: That money is not for us, but for the AIDS Foundation.

Oro: What? Ha! This is really weird. Is it a personal gift from the doctor? Who has AIDS? His son? His brother?

Ivan: It's not a gift. It's a fund set up by the bank.

Oro: For what purpose? Human crisis? Sin? The hospital charges 1 000 a day, but it makes me live in such a messy place. Don't they feel guilty? (Pause) Tell me about the proposal. I'm a part of it, right?

Ivan: (Nodding, taking out the envelope, ready to tear it up) Just tear it up and pretend nothing happened. Oro: No, you can't just throw away twenty thousand dollars. This concerns me as well as me.

Ivan: (slowly and carefully) You know what doctors think. They only know how to make money ... they have made a budget to ensure that they will not suffer losses. They are worried that there is no profit.

Oro: What did he say? Give the same envelope to the young man next door?

Ivan: No, I didn't.

Oro: I see. This advice applies to people who can live for half a year. Ivan was afraid to look him in the eye. He knew that Oro had understood everything. ) pills? Did he give you medicine?

Ivan: What medicine?

Oro: The poison he suggested you give me.

Ivan: Oh! No, no. The fact is ... the fact is optional, completely optional.

Oro: Good. I agree to be a volunteer. Where is the medicine? I will accept it voluntarily.

Ivan: No medicine. He didn't offer anything.

Oro: (sarcastically) Really.

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A gentleman!

Ivan: The last few months ... will be more troublesome.

Oro: (painfully) I know the extreme pain. I thought about it.

Ivan: What do you think?

Oro: Pain, how to overcome it. (They stare at each other) They guessed.

Ivan: Guess what?

Oro: That is: I don't want to endure torture ... The way to die a doctor is to jump from the building of 12 ... I've thought about it 1000 times. (staring at the window) Let me see that check.

Ivan: Here ... Tear it up.

Oro: It doesn't say who the beneficiary is. ...

Ivan: Tear it up. Do not hesitate.

Oro: If we do what they say, who will benefit?

Ivan: Give it to me and let me tear it apart.

Oro: Who is the beneficiary?

Ivan: It's the AIDS Foundation.

Oro: (slowly, staring at Ivan) No. ...

Ivan: Let me destroy it.

Oro: He gave you a chance, really.

Ivan: Opportunity?

Oro: (staring at him) You can fill in your name.

Ivan: No, never.

Oro: (calmly and firmly) This is my last wish. You can't say "no" to my last request ... you must fill in your name here ... this money is yours. ...

Ivan: (His eyes are red and he shakes his head. Oro: You must ... This is my last gift to you. They hugged each other tightly. Ivan kissed Oro's hand. They stared out of the window. A ray of sunshine shone into the room through the window. )

The curtain fell.