(At home, Lusako finds the farmer discussing with his parents.)

Lusako: Ah! Tsokonombwe? What are you doing here?

The Farmer: No, Sako. We can sort this out. It is not what you are thinking. Sit down and let us discuss this, please.

(Lusako’s father stands up angrily.)

Lusako: Discuss what? Do you think I will let you marry my sister just like that? Because you think you have money? You have to be taught a lesson you will never forget in life! (He speaks angrily and tries to leave the scene.) What is this? (He starts throwing away the gifts Tsokonombwe bought.)

Father: (Speaks with a roaring voice.) Lusako, what are you doing? Would you stop it? Who is your father? You are such a disgrace! Will I ever be able to pronounce you as my son in public after all the disgrace you have put me through? (He cries.)

Lusako: (Speaking courageously.) It does not matter, father. Even if you reject me, I will never let my sister suffer as long as I am alive. I will fight.

Pilirani: I will not get married! I do not want to get married! (She sobs.)

Father: Would you shut up! Shut up! Have you all risen against me? Nachisale, look at your kids. They are useless! And yourself, useless! Is this the way they taught you to raise kids? That they should never respect their father? (Looks at his wife sadly.)

Nachisale: No, Phiri. You just have to understand. Pilirani’s future is in our hands, bambo. We have to play our best role as parents.

(The farmer shakes his head in disbelief.)

Lusako: (Turns to the farmer.) You, what are you still doing here? Leave!

(The farmer fails to utter a word and starts running, leaving a slipper behind.)

Lusako: (Throws the slipper at the farmer.) Don’t you ever come here again, or you will be handed to the cops! (He leaves the scene majestically.)

(Nachisale and Phiri exchange a few glances before she takes Pilirani out with her.)

Tell us: What do you think Lusako can do to end the marriages of young girls in his area?