SCREENPLAY - Scene One

SCENE 1A

FADE IN:

EXT. MILE 2 BUSTOP, LAGOS – MORNING

A YELLOW CAB moves closer to the standing crowd, driving slowly and waiting for any passenger to call. CLOSE ON LOLA ADAMS, 20s. The cab driver, MR. PAUL BADMUS, 40s drives closer to Lola and stops.

He stretches his head closer to the passenger’s seat to be able to see Lola better and she can hear him clearly.

PAUL:     Young lady, where to?

Lola bends closer to negotiate with the driver.

LOLA:     APAPA, CREEK ROAD!

Hmm, after the ROUND ABOUT, very close to THISDAY MAGAZINE, hope you know the place?

She demonstrates with her right hand fingers pointing forward.

Paul smiles as he answers the question!

PAUL:     Hahaha! That’s our work now, why won’t I know the place? So, how many of you?

Lola draws his son, TEMMY ADAMS, 5, closer

LOLA:     Just the two of us!

PAUL:     Okay! Give me N750.

Paul scratches his head and he grins and winks simultaneously

LOLA:     Haba, OGA, just CREEK ROAD down there? Okay, I will give you N300!

She hops closer to the Cab

PAUL:     No oh! For wetin nah? Okay, pay N500.

He clutches down his Cab as if he is ready to move

LOLA:     That’s too much now! Okay, I will pay N400.

PAUL:     Alright, no wahala! Come in.

LOLA:     Thank you!

She beams. It’s the first genuine smile we’ve seen on her. She rushes to the Cab and Temmy eagerly joins her.

PAUL:     You have to be fast because this is not a real BUS STOP oh and I don’t want LASTMA people to catch me here.

They enters into the Cab and closes the door, the Cab zooms off.

SCENE 1B

EXT. INSIDE PAUL’S CAB - MORNING

TEMMY:    Mummy, where is my BISCUIT?

Temmy folds his arms and squeezes his face.

LOLA:     I will give you when we get to the SHOP!

PAUL:     Oh! He’s your son? I thought he’s your kid brother, how come you are looking so young like a 15-year-old? And why is he not in school?

LOLA:     He’s not feeling so well since yesterday, he should be in school tomorrow, by then he would be more stronger, its just a mere CATARRH, he is feeling better now, thank you sir.

Paul looks through the review mirror to see the little boy’s face

PAUL:     Okay! Sorry oh! Fine boy, don’t worry; mummy will give you plenty Biscuits when you get to the shop.

FADE OUT.