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MOKSA You Moses Burumba have killed my child.

INDIO I'm going to throw it in the canal.

MOKSA You can dispose of my son Indio. You cannot dispose of my daughter!

INDIO You can't just keep it here rotting! It'll poison Vaisya next!

MOKSA

You cannot take her away!

INDIO Put that stick down, father! Are you going crazy?

MOKSA Can you help a poor old man?

INDIO This isn't your child! It's Pretoria's, and it's dead!

MOKSA I am only a beggar. I have nothing.

INDIO If the Dutch guard finds out about this baby he'll have us beaten to death for making a health hazard.

MOKSA Please give something to a poor old beggar.

INDIO Do you hear old man? They'll beat us to death!