Siete minutos, Ismael Camacho Arango [read with me TXT] 📗
- Author: Ismael Camacho Arango
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FAT PROFESSOR
I had never seen a ship as luxurious as this one in my life.
THIN PROFESSOR
This is a marvel, dear Homer. That’s the truth.
HOMER
Don’t exaggerate, please.
THIN PROFESSOR
Our words are mathematical formulae.
Homer caresses the child.
HOMER
How is the infant today?
WOMAN
He’s all right. The diarrhoea has stopped.
HOMER
It’s not easy to find three novel prize scientists in a ship like mine.
FAT PROFESSOR
We wanted a trip of pleasure and rest. We have found both of those things
Homer, but you wished to show us something else.
HOMER
I never promised to show you something marvellous. It’s just a bit different. I
didn’t imagine I’d have the famous professor Irwin in my ship.
EVERYBODY
It’s hard to believe it.
HOMER
Professor Irwin’s found the formula of eternal youth. He made a mistake and has
gone back to being a baby.
WOMAN
I have to feed him now.
She opens the front of her dress, showing her teats and breastfeeds the child.
HOMER
He has to grow up, before he tells us where he has left the formula.
FAT PROFESSOR
We couldn’t find the formula in Professor Irwin’s laboratory but I got drunk after
drinking the contents of a bottle with a yellow liquid.
Everybody laughs.
THIN PROFESSOR
Did he tell you about his experiments?
FAT PROFESSOR
We were in constant communication. He started his experiments four years ago.
HOMER
Tell us more about it, please.
FAT PROFESSOR
He had a theory to make humans and animals younger. He told me in his last letter
he had to sort out a few more details before his formula was ready.
The woman puts the child against her shoulders, knocking his back gently.
WOMAN
I never imagined I would be feeding a baby at my age.
HOMER
You’re lucky that it’s your husband.
WOMAN
He likes to eat a lot.
She puts the baby on her other breast.
WOMAN
He wanted to keep the result of his investigations a secret, as medicines for getting
younger every day never work.
THIN PROFESSOR
If they were any good, I should be in my mother’s
I had never seen a ship as luxurious as this one in my life.
THIN PROFESSOR
This is a marvel, dear Homer. That’s the truth.
HOMER
Don’t exaggerate, please.
THIN PROFESSOR
Our words are mathematical formulae.
Homer caresses the child.
HOMER
How is the infant today?
WOMAN
He’s all right. The diarrhoea has stopped.
HOMER
It’s not easy to find three novel prize scientists in a ship like mine.
FAT PROFESSOR
We wanted a trip of pleasure and rest. We have found both of those things
Homer, but you wished to show us something else.
HOMER
I never promised to show you something marvellous. It’s just a bit different. I
didn’t imagine I’d have the famous professor Irwin in my ship.
EVERYBODY
It’s hard to believe it.
HOMER
Professor Irwin’s found the formula of eternal youth. He made a mistake and has
gone back to being a baby.
WOMAN
I have to feed him now.
She opens the front of her dress, showing her teats and breastfeeds the child.
HOMER
He has to grow up, before he tells us where he has left the formula.
FAT PROFESSOR
We couldn’t find the formula in Professor Irwin’s laboratory but I got drunk after
drinking the contents of a bottle with a yellow liquid.
Everybody laughs.
THIN PROFESSOR
Did he tell you about his experiments?
FAT PROFESSOR
We were in constant communication. He started his experiments four years ago.
HOMER
Tell us more about it, please.
FAT PROFESSOR
He had a theory to make humans and animals younger. He told me in his last letter
he had to sort out a few more details before his formula was ready.
The woman puts the child against her shoulders, knocking his back gently.
WOMAN
I never imagined I would be feeding a baby at my age.
HOMER
You’re lucky that it’s your husband.
WOMAN
He likes to eat a lot.
She puts the baby on her other breast.
WOMAN
He wanted to keep the result of his investigations a secret, as medicines for getting
younger every day never work.
THIN PROFESSOR
If they were any good, I should be in my mother’s
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