My mother!
FEMI (O.S.)
Are you done packing?
Close on the empty box laying on the floor. Chioma stares ahead at the open wardrobe in EXHAUSTION.
CHIOMA (sighs)
Give me five minutes.
Chioma walks further towards the wardrobe, and reaches for a black dress hanging.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. PUBLIC BUS - NIGHT
The interior of the bus is lit. A train of noisy and nosy passengers is revealed to the Screen. Some have their face weaved in worry, some in desperation, and others in aggression. We arrive at Chioma who stares on in fright as she watches the disintegrating body of the vehicle vibrate in disrepair. Everybody seems calm, and this makes Chioma even more frightened. It’s clear that she hasn’t boarded a public poorly-maintained bus before. Femi is seated beside her.
CHIOMA (to Femi)
How can you be so comfortable in this kind of bus? The bus looks like something that is about to fall apart.
Femi laughs without making a sound. He stops laughing, looks at Chioma, and starts laughing again, but this time aloud.
CHIOMA (CONT’D) (looking confused)
Why are you laughing at me?
FEMI
(tries to stop laughing) You be proper ajebo. Your own better oh!
BUS CONDUCTOR #2 (to Chioma)
Your money for there?