Jailbird
Episode 4
POLICE OFFICER 1
Get them up, man. I’m losing my patience here.
Chris looks at them with sad eyes.
CHRIS
You got here pretty quickly. She called you, right?
ELAINE
(viciously)
No, Effe didn’t, Chris! I called the police! You’re a
lawbreaker, and jail breaker, and you’re going back to
jail!
POLICE OFFICER 2
(calmly)
Let’s go, Chris. Now.
Chris nods numbly.
CHRIS
Yeah. I’ll go with you. But you don’t put no
handcuffs on me, not in front of my boy.
STEVE
(with scorn)
Unbelievable! Shouldn’t you have thought of that before
breaking jail, Chris?
POLICE OFFICER 1
You don’t make no demands here, buddy. Slap the
cuffs on him, Joe!
The second police man holsters his gun and takes out a
pair of handcuffs.
CHRIS
(voice deadly)
One of us is going to die today if you bring that thing
near me.
His voice is so cold, so sinister, so absolutely
venomous, that the two policemen exchange sudden looks
of unease, and a sudden silence reigns again.
The policeman gives a shaky laugh, clips the handcuffs
back to his belt, and brandishes his gun again.
POLICE OFFICER 2
Come on then, pal. We don’t have the whole day.
Chris walks away towards the police sedan.
Junior breaks free from his mother’s arms and rushes
towards his father.
He clamps his arms around his father’s legs, and Chris
quickly falls to his knees and grabs his son by the
arms.
JUNIOR
(voice absolutely broken)
Let me go with you, Daddy, to prison!
And that is what finally breaks Chris.
His son’s words cut into him so deeply, and in that
moment it breaks his spirit like no betrayal has ever
been able to.
He looks at his son, and then tears slowly form in his
eyes as pain suffuse him.
CHRIS
(softly)
I’m not going to prison again, Champ! I promise you
that.
He reaches into his pocket and brings out a small gift-
wrapped box and extends it.
One of the policemen steps forward with his gun, but
the other one motions him to stay away.
Junior takes the box and, still crying, rips off the
wrapping.
Inside the box is a beautiful Ben 10 watch which Chris
had purchased from the gift shop earlier.
Junior does not need to speak.
He pulls the golden watch, given to him by Steve, off
his wrist without a word and drops it, and then he
extends his arm towards his father.
Chris puts the Ben 10 watch on his son’s wrist, fixes
the locket, and then he stands up.
Quickly he walks towards the police sedan.
JUNIOR
(weeping heartbreakingly)
Daddy! Please don’t go! Daddy, please!
Chris is blinded by tears, and so he does not look
back.
He enters the sedan, and the policemen enter too.
The car moves away, lights flashing, sirens wailing.
Junior turns and runs inside the house, and his mother
follows him.
Steve looks at the golden watch he had given Junior as a
birthday gift and now lying broken on the street.
His jaw tightens with fury.
STEVE
(bitterly)
Stupid ungrateful little brat!
EFFE’S RESIDENCE
Effe runs after her son.
Some of the people who have come for the birthday party
quickly step out of her way. She races into the living-
room which is filled with her guests, and sees Junior
rushing up the stairs.
A distinguished-looking man in his late sixties with
iron-grey hair comes towards her.
Beside him is a beautiful middle-aged woman. They are
KEN KEDEM and IVY KEDEM, Effe’s parents.
KEN KEDEM
(worried)
Effe! What’s wrong with Junior? He looks agitated.
Effe pauses briefly, and it is clear that she is also very
much affected.
EFFE
It’s Chris, Dad. He came around.
IVY KEDEM
(hoarsely)
What? Chris? Chris Bawa?
EFFE
(unsteadily)
Yes, Mom. He w-was- out-outside just now.
KEN KEDEM
(shaking his head with incomprehension)
What? But he’s supposed to be in prison. Where’s he
now? Still outside?
EFFE
No, Dad. The police came for him. They took him
away.
IVY KEDEM
(clasping horrified hands to her cheeks)
Goodness me! Did he escape from prison?
EFFE
(agitated)
I don’t know, Mama! My guess is that he did. Excuse
me, Junior saw him. I’ve to attend to him. I’ll be
with you soon.
Effe rushes up the stairs after her son.
Ken and Ivy exchange horrified looks.
Ken is a retired Supreme Court Judge. He takes out his
phone, opens to the Contacts section, searches for a
name, selects it, and dials.
He puts it to his ear and waits.
KEN KEDEM
Hello, Fii. How’re you, my brother? Happy New Year
to you. It’s been a while.
He laughs as he listens to the other man, and then he
puts a hand to his brow.
KEN KEDEM
Yes, yes, they’re all fine, thank you. Listen, Fii. I
just heard Chris Bawa came around my daughter’s
house, but he was taken by the police. Has he escaped
from prison? Are you in a position to tell me?
He listens for a while, nodding his head once, and then
he thanks the man at the other end and cuts the call.
People are looking anxiously at him.
IVY KEDEM
Well? What did he say? Did Chris break jail?
KEN KEDEM
(shaking his head)
No, no. Seems he benefited from the President’s
Christmas pardons. They said he’s been on very good
behaviour these five years, so he was also pardoned.
He’s a free man.
IVY KEDEM
(hoarsely)
Oh, no! No, no, no! This can’t be! Not when my
daughter is so close to finding happiness again! My
God, why didn’t that boy just die in prison!
KEN KEDEM
(sharply)
Hush, Ivy! What’s wrong with you? You’re a
Christian, remember? Don’t wish ill for a fellow
human! Effe is a big girl, you know. She can handle
her affairs pretty well by herself.
Meanwhile Effe enters her son’s room.
He is lying on his bed, still clothed and wearing his
shoes.
He is curled into the foetal position, and as she stands
in the doorway she can see his body heaving with the
depths of his tears.
On the walls are framed pictures of him and his father,
ranging from when he was a new born baby to his third
birthday.
In all the pictures Chris is holding his son and smiling
that incredible smile of his, the one that dimples his
cheeks and used to fill her heart with such tremendous
joy.
She had tried to take down the pictures several times,
but Junior always threw tantrums, and so she had finally
acquiesced and allowed him to keep them.
She sits on the bed beside him and although he resists
at first, she draws him into her arms and holds him
tight.
EFFE
(tenderly)
My Prince, I know you’re very upset, but you have to
be brave for me, okay? Remember our motto for this
year? Perseverance, Junior. We never give up. It’s
okay now.
JUNIOR
(holding her tightly)
I m-miss my D-Daddy! D-don’t send him to p-
prison!
EFFE
(tears in her eyes)
Hush, my Prince! I didn’t send him to prison! You’ll
see him again, I promise!
He leans back and looks at her, and she is agonised to
see his pain-filled, tear-drenched face.
JUNIOR
(pitifully)
You promise, Mommy? You promise that this time
you’ll let me visit Daddy in prison?
Effe’s face is tortured.
Her eyes are haunted. She does not know what to say,
but just then the door opens and Ken Kedem comes in,
and he looks at them.
KEN KEDEM
(softly)
I called the Chaplain at Grand Castle Prison, my dear.
Chris didn’t escape from prison. He was set free.
Mother and son turn and stare at him.
Junior bounces off the bed and races to his grandfather.
JUNIOR
(excitedly)
Really, Grandpop? Daddy is really really really free?
They’re not taking him to prison again?
Ken tussles the boy’s hair and smiles at him gently.
KEN KEDEM
No, Junior. He’s free.
The boy gives a screech of happiness and races out of the
room.
Effe stands up and faces her father. He sees the pain
and torture on her face.
EFFE
(tremulously)
Is it true?
KEN KEDEM
Yes, my love. Full presidential pardon for good
behaviour.
Effe’s lips begin to tremble. Her whole frame trembles.
She reaches out with a trembling hand and holds the
bedpost, and shakily she sinks down on the bed again.
EFFE
(voice unsteady)
He’s changed, Dad. Physically. They did something to
him. All that fat is gone, and he looks muscular now,
meaner, and his eyes, Dad! I can’t forget that look in
his eyes when the cops told him I took a restraining
order against him.
KEN KEDEM
(shocked)
You did? When? Why?
EFFE
(now crying)
When he was taken away, Dad! Five years ago! I’ve
forgotten all about it until I heard them saying it today!
I was hurt, and I was angry, and I was bitter for what
he did! At that time I positively hated him! I hate him
even now, Dad, but I’m sorry he found out I took a
restraining order against him. It killed him, Dad.
Ken walks forward and sits on the bed beside her.
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