me. I humbly request a private audience.
KING: The White Elephant is a rare and wondrous beast. The request is granted...
The KING and HAMLET have a private talk. LILA climbs to her feet.
LILA: The King will never spare my father.
CHULAK: Hamletâs working on something...
LILA: Heâs an elephant! Why would the King listen to him?
CHULAK: Heâs a very persuasive elephant.
The battered SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD comes back in.
SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD: Whereâs the beast?
CHULAK: Heâs chatting to the King.
SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD: Iâve had as much insolence as Iâm going to take off you boy.
CHULAK: No really, he is. And the Kingâs talking back too.
The SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD tries to draw his sword but itâs too bent to leave the scabbard. The KING and HAMLET return from their conference. HAMLETâs looking very stern.
SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD: Your majesty. This boy has defamed you. He says youâve been talking to the elephant.
KING: ( Instantly angry .) On your knees!
The SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD falls to his knees.
KING: I decide who gets punished. Fetch the Special and Particular Royal Town Crier. I have a proclamation to make.
The SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD starts to crawl out of the room.
KING: Quickly!
The SPECIAL AND PARTICULAR BODYGUARD jumps out of the window to please the KING.
KING: After careful consideration, Iâve made a wise and just decision. Firstly, elephants, do not talk.
LILA and CHULAK look to HAMLET. He stares ahead.
KING: ( To CHULAK .) For allowing the White Elephant to escape, you are dismissed.
CHULAK sinks.
KING: Next week, is the New Year Festival firework competition. I have invited the greatest artists in fireworks from all over the world to show their displays. This year there will be a new entrant - you. The prize will go to the artist whose display receives the longest applause. That is all the other competitors will know. You will know something more. If your display wins, Lalchand will go free. Lose... and Lalchand dies!
2 - LALCHANDâS WORKSHOP
A fuse burns across the floor of the workshop. It reaches a large firework. Thereâs a tiny bang.
CHULAK: Very disappointing. Come on, Lila, youâve got to do better than that.
LILA: I wasnât testing the firework. I was testing the fuse.
CHULAK: ( Covering ignorance .) Ah, I knew that actually... Did it work?
LILA: No. I need new fuses. Fuses that burn at different speeds so I can set off fireworks in stages. I think I can do it. In the jungle, creepers twisted round trees. Something like that might work...
CHULAK: ( Bemused .) Yeah, it might... Nice.
LILA: I need new fireworks too. Things people have never seen before. More spectacle, louder explosions, brighter colours, higher rockets.
CHULAK: Sounds good. You seem to have everything in hand. Iâm very impressed.
LILA sinks, depressed.
CHULAK: Whatâs the matter?
LILA: Iâve no idea what Iâm doing.
CHULAK: Youâve gone to a lot of trouble if you donât know what youâre doing. Why did you climb Mount Merapi?
LILA: To be a Firework-Maker.
CHULAK: Youâre making fireworks.
LILA: Thereâs too much to learn.
CHULAK: Well youâd better learn quickly. For Lalchandâs sake.
LILA: Iâm up against the greatest Firework-Makers in the world, in a competition that my father, who has thirtyyears of experience and taught me everything I know, has never won. If I donât win, he dies. Iâm allowed to panic.
CHULAK: When you put it like that.
LILA turns over the cart of fireworks, scattering them across the stage.
CHULAK: Donât do that!
CHULAK hurries to pick up the fireworks.
LILA: I donât stand a chance.
CHULAK: Youâll have the best... fuses.
LILA: I need my Royal Sulphur! If I had that...
CHULAK: You donât need it, Iâll help you.
LILA: You? What every
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