Francisco "Soc" Rodrigo
About the Author Francisco had a colorful career as politician, poet, playwright, essayist and nationalist. He is popular for his caustic comments on current events, which he writes in both English and Filipino. He is one of the foremost exponents of nationalism and was one of the writers censored and detained during the Marcos regime. He was also one of the youngest to be elected Philippine senator.
Kulas, an out-and-out sabungero, or cockfighting addict
Celing, wife of Kulas
Sioning, friend of Celing
Castor, a middleman in the cockpit
Teban, an old manservant of Kulas and Celing Kulas: Ahem! Er. . . nice morning, isn't it, Celing? How are you?
Celing (dryly): Oh, fine. I feel very fine. Thanks for thinking of me.
Kulas: Oh, come, Celing, that's not a nice way to say it.
Celing: Well, you certainly take a lot of interest in me these days. Usually our first thought is for your fighting cocks and your last one is for your wife.
Kulas: Come, come, Celing. You have first place in my heart. I know to appreciate a wife like you.
Celing: Really? But when I see you fondle your cocks, I feel envious, I am jealous.
Kulas: But Celing, you know that I only cherish my fighting cocks for our own good.
Celing: What good are you talking about? If it's stewed chicken you're after. I can get good, fat hens in the market any time. We don't have to get a roster killed in the cockpit and lose money in the process. I can do the killing myself right here for nothing.
Kulas: Come now, Celing, I don't expect to lose all the time. Look at this cock for example… why it is a sure winner — its scales are perfect.
Celing: That's the same thing you said about that unbeatable cock you bet ten pesos on last week. Did you like the way I cooked it?
Kulas: Oh, but that was an accident. Everybody was betting two