Chance, Part 3

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Ms. Kurtz
Are you quite through my dear? How unfortunate and after I told you how much I disliked loud talking. Haven’t I told you I’m really a very gentle woman.
Me
What are you gonna do?
Ms Kurtz
Oh, why’d you ask that?
Me
You look uncertain.
Ms. Kurtz
 I’m trying to decide which one shall live, and which one shall die.
Stan
You wouldn’t kill us?
Ms. Kurtz
No, just one, my dear. Just one.
Stan
We could both stay with you, to help you.
Ms. Kurtz
I’ll marry one, the other dies.
Me
Ms. Kurtz, listen, my family they’ve got money.
Ms. Kurtz
What is money to me, what will I do with it?
Stan
Insure your freedom!
Ms. Kurtz
Oh no, one of you must die, and this is as good a time as any. Yes, you look so amusing, with your backs against the wall, yet so fresh and young.
Me
You wouldn’t really kill anyone?
Ms. Kurtz
It isn’t a matter of that, my dear, it’s a matter of judicious selection, like in nature itself.
Me
Animals don’t kill for sport.
Ms. Kurtz
Neither do I, but you see, out here, I’ve had a chance to watch nature. She’s very gentle, just like I am, and yet she’s quite a realist too.
Stan
What do you mean?
Ms. Kurtz
When rabbits run before the fox, one goes to the right, one to the left. The Fox follows one and kills. But which one is chance.
Me
How do you plan to choose?
Ms. Kurtz
As in gentle nature herself, the choosing is chance. Don’t look at me like that!
Me
You’re wrong. In nature things have to kill to eat.
Ms. Kurtz
It’s chance, all is chance. Your being there, my being here, all things in heaven and on earth.
Stan
Let us go and we won’t bring the police, I swear.
Ms. Kurtz
Here you see a coin. One chooses heads and one tails. We will let chance be the decider.
Ms. Kurtz
So quickly choose; please don’t make me angry.
Me
No, you choose.
Ms. Kurtz
First, I say you choose tails, and that leaves heads for you. So one of you flip a coin.
Me
No. You sound like a thriller chat story, kind of hard to believe, but exciting.
Stan
No.
Ms. Kurtz
 I think I will flip it myself, up high in the air. There; it landed flat in the palm of my hand. Heads or tails, be my spouse or the spouse of death.
Stan
Watch out!
Ms. Kurtz
No, no, no, don’t touch him, let him lie there. Couldn’t stand the strain of waiting, now could he? How unfortunate.
Stan
That servant of yours didn’t need to hit him so hard!
Ms. Kurtz
He was rushing at me. Oh we must have patience. I’ll hold the coin here flat until your friend recovers. If he lost, it wouldn’t be fair to kill him while he’s unconscious, now would it?

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Look for the finale in Part 4!