Aide
Prime Minister? Prime Minister?
MACDONALD
Did you want something?
Aide
Nigel. Sir.
MACDONALD
Did you want something, Nigel?
Aide proffers a rolled-up paper.
And what is that?
Aide
It’s a petition, Prime Minister. From the West.
MACDONALD
I don’t need another bloody petition, Nigel! I have 82 of the wretched
things already!
Aide
83, sir.
MACDONALD
But who’s counting?
Aide
I think the Métis might be, sir.
MACDONALD
Riel, again!? Riel? I thought he was wandering in the wilderness!
Aide
The people sent for him, Prime Minister.
MACDONALD
The people!
Macdonald unrolls the petition, which is impossibly long. He strides
around as he reads, becoming more and more agitated, the petition
dragging behind him.
MACDONALD
Land rights?! Legislature?! Rep by pop?! Is he MAD!