MOLOKOV
Mr Trumper, I have no idea what you are talking about!
FREDDIE
You know damn well what I'm talking about! You Russians are all alike � you�re all a pile of cheating shits!
PRESS CONFERENCE
REPORTERS
Does your opponent deserve such abuse?... ...
REPORTER
... ...How come your second�s a girl lover boy
FREDDIE
What�s her sex got to do with it? She�s an amazing chess player.
REPORTERS
But what�s her true motivation
That�s something we�d all like to know.
FREDDIE
Chess is her passion.
REPORTER
We�ve heard some stories about her, and she�s got her own axe to grind.
FREDDIE
What the hell are you guys getting at?
REPORTERS
1956, Budapest is rising
Parted from family
Father gone missing
FREDDIE
How the hell did you guys hear about that?
REPORTERS
1956, Budapest falling
Robbed of her family
And of her homeland
FREDDIE
What has all this got to do with me and with Chess?
REPORTERS
1956 Budapest dying
Little girl sent away
To England for safety
35 years on
The battle has shifted
Now on a chequered board
Her lover the victor
FREDDIE (To Molokov)
Who the hell do you think you are? This is all your doing, you couldn�t wait to make sure this juicy piece of information became front page news!
Freddie lunges for Molokov and grabs him by the jacket lapels. Molokov�s assistants pull Freddie away. He storms out, pushing aside Anatoly.
REPORTERS
Well what did I say ... ...
The press and Florence move behind the up-stage screens, meanwhile, Molokov and Anatoly, still down-stage, discuss what has just happened.
MOLOKOV
The man is utterly mad - believe me Anatoly, you're playing a lunatic.
Continue as per concept album....