Day 2 @ Hospital: Won't talk to you ever again!

Scene 1: The Mood


Interior. Hospital labour room. 7 p.m.

Super pregnant Mamasoon is experiencing contractions which come at every 4 minutes. The intensity is strong enough to cause pain but not unmanageable.

A bunch of doctors and nurses are examining the reports. Papasoon is trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.

DOCTOR

Temperature?

NURSE

98 thereabouts.

PAPASOON
(really unsettled)

sorry to interrupt there but I think it is Ninety Eight Point Three.

DOCTOR

Er..yeah! thanks for that!

Everyone in the room gives Papasoon the 'look' but they bear him somehow, probably because of having seen all kinds. 

 

PAPASOON

Yeah! and the contractions are also coming at 4.26 minutes. Look at the graph.

 

By now everyone is kind of sick of Papasoon, and the awkwardness is obvious to everyone except Papasoon.

 

MAMASOON
(with all the strength she could muster)

Papa!  Stop that. Let them work.

PAPASOON
(After a second of silence, shocked and angry)

I am only pointing out what is right. God forbid they decide something without really understanding the data... (he goes on for a while)

MAMASOON
(start sobbing)

I will never talk to you again in life. Ever.

CUT...

Scene 2: The Mood SWING

Interior. Hospital labour room. 1 a.m.

Intense labour is going on. The room is full of screams. Papasoon is helping Mamasoon push. They are in this together. She has neck pain and yet, she has to push. She is trying hard. Papasoon is supporting her neck with every contraction. The contractions are coming like clockwork, ever increasing in intensity.

Mamasoon

(In a moment of silence between two contractions)

Shit! I thought I will never talk to you again! 

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