Sometimes in April

Augustin: [Over the telephone] Anne-Marie, can you hear me?

Anne-Marie: Yes, how are you Papa?

Augustin: [Hesitant] I'm fine.

Anne-Marie: And Mama...?

Augustin: She's fine. She's next door with your brothers. fine.

Anne-Marie: I'm scared...!

[the sounds of gunfire and mayhem increase]

Anne-Marie: We can hear the guns.

Augustin: [Trying to reassure himself as well as Anne-Marie] It's all right. You're in a Catholic school; nobody can go in there.

Anne-Marie: Papa, I have to go

[the alarm bell begins ringing offscreen]

Anne-Marie: . The other girls are waiting for the phone.

Augustin: [Distressed] All right... you, you know I love you...!

Anne-Marie: [Tearfully] I love you too, Papa...! Bye...!

Augustin: Bye-bye...!

[Hangs up. Anne Marie and a friend hug in fright, a scream from outside calls the girls' attention to the pandemonium in the courtyard]

Augustin: .

Martine: [Enters the office in a hurry] Girls... calm down! I want you to go to your dormitories, quickly-! Quickly-!

Priest: [Entering the office as Martine shepherds the girls out] Martine, a word.

Martine: [Focused on her frightened students] I'm sorry Father, we have a school full of terrified girls.

Priest: Martine, we are in a very difficult position, but we must do our duty. We cannot harbor rebels. We must hand them over.

Martine: [Shocked at this proposal] Father, these are not rebels! These are girls, girls that you've promised to raise as your own daughters! And now you would turn them out?

Priest: What can I do, my child? We cannot protect all of them! I do not have the power to change the situation!

[Martine begins to leave, then turns to him again]

Priest: We must pray.