I want to talk to these people because they stay in power and you

Opening Scene – Narrated by Host

The sunset casts a fiery orange hue over the city skyline, the streets below bathed in the soft glow of twilight. Inside a dimly lit café, the flicker of fluorescent lights buzzes overhead, mixing with the quiet hum of muffled conversation. Jack sits at a corner table, his fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of his coffee cup, eyes lost in thought. Across from him, Jeeny is scrolling through her phone, her brow furrowed in concentration, as the world around them continues at its usual pace.

The atmosphere is thick with the weight of unspoken words, both of them trapped in their own thoughts. The sound of distant traffic and the soft clink of cups and plates fill the air, but the space between Jack and Jeeny feels more charged than the bustling world outside. Jack finally breaks the silence, his voice cutting through the hum of the café like a sharp gust of wind.

Character Descriptions

Jack: Male, around 35, tall and lean but strong. Sharp-featured face, grey eyes, low, husky voice. Pragmatic, logical, skeptical, often cynical. Speaks sharply, sometimes sarcastic, but carries hidden pain and loneliness.

Jeeny: Female, around 30, small frame, long black hair, deep brown eyes. Soft-spoken and emotional, yet fierce when defending her beliefs. Represents morality, empathy, and the power of the heart. Speaks poetically and with conviction.

Host: The narrator, an objective observer. Describes scenery, atmosphere, lighting, movements, inner emotions, and the rhythm of tension. Has a cinematic voice — like a camera lens observing the story.

Main Debate

Jack: “I want to talk to these people because they stay in power and you change all the time. You know, Khrushchev wasn’t wrong about that. There’s something about power, something about those who hold it and the way they keep it, even as everything else shifts around them. The people in power are constant, like an anchor that holds everything in place while the world moves. The rest of us? We’re the ones who keep changing, adapting, struggling to find something permanent.”

Jeeny: She looks up from her phone, her deep brown eyes focused on Jack, the words hanging in the air between them. “I get what you’re saying, Jack. But don’t you think it’s more complicated than that? Power is a force, sure, but those who hold it are just as vulnerable as anyone else. The idea that they stay in power while everyone else changes? That’s an illusion. Power doesn’t just stay; it shifts, it breaks, and it can disappear in an instant.”

Host: The soft clink of a spoon against a cup interrupts the conversation for a moment, the background noise of the café amplifying the tension between them. Jack leans back in his chair, his gaze steady as he observes Jeeny, but there’s something deeper in his look, like he’s searching for a way to make her understand the complexity of what he’s saying.

Jack: “Sure, power shifts. But some people manage to hold onto it. Look at the politicians, the leaders, those who manipulate the systems around them. They stay in power, not because they’re perfect, but because they know how to adapt. They may change in small ways, but the essence of their control remains. It’s not like the rest of us — we’re always shifting, always reacting. The people who have power? They shape events. They dictate the course of things. We just get caught up in it.”

Jeeny: Her lips curve into a slight smile, though it’s more thoughtful than mocking. “I see what you mean. But maybe that’s the problem, Jack. The illusion of control. The idea that they stay in power while we change is based on this idea that power is secure, that it’s solid. But nothing in life is. Change is inevitable. Power can seem constant, but it’s just as vulnerable as we are — the more someone clings to it, the more it will slip through their fingers.”

Host: The café buzzes with life around them, but Jack and Jeeny are in a bubble, their conversation like a current that has pulled them into deeper waters. The warmth of the room seems to contrast with the sharpness of their words. Jack leans forward, the lines of his face hardening, while Jeeny sits back, her posture relaxed but her eyes intense.

Jack: “You’re right. Change happens, sure. But I think we’re both missing something. It’s not about the illusion of control. It’s about staying power when everyone else is changing. There’s a certain cynicism to it, but there’s also something admirable about it. Those who hold on to power — they know that things shift, but they also know how to manipulate that change. They don’t just react to the world; they shape it. And that’s why they stay in power.”

Jeeny: She shakes her head, her fingers gently tapping the table. “But it’s a dangerous game, Jack. Manipulating change, controlling others, it’s a fragile power. Eventually, people wake up. People rebel. Look at history. Those who cling too tightly to their power often end up falling the hardest. The ones who stay in power the longest? They adapt — they change with the times. They don’t just stay static. The real power is in knowing when to evolve, when to shift.”

Host: Jeeny’s words land with a weight, the stillness between them deepening. The café’s atmosphere fades into the background as both Jack and Jeeny hold their ground, locked in a battle of ideas. The room seems to shrink, as if the conversation itself is the only thing that matters.

Jack: “So, you think they have to change to stay in power? Adapt to survive?”

Jeeny: “Exactly. Staying in power isn’t about being static, Jack. It’s about adapting to the world around you, not just trying to hold on to something that was built in a different time. The true power is in evolution, in understanding that the world is always changing and finding ways to move with it. The moment you think you’ve got control over everything is the moment it starts slipping away.”

Host: The light shifts once more, the last rays of the setting sun bathing the room in a soft, reflective glow. The conversation lingers, not fully resolved, but somehow still profound. Both Jack and Jeeny sit in their own thoughts, each understanding the other’s point, but still firmly holding onto their own truths. There’s a shift, a deepening of thought in the space between them. Neither is fully convinced, but the exchange has made them both reconsider the nature of power.

Climax and Reconciliation

Jack: “Maybe… maybe it’s not about being static or clinging to power. Maybe it’s about control in a different way. The people who stay in power — they don’t just hold onto something, they adapt it. They bend with the times but never break.”

Jeeny: “And that’s the true power, Jack. Not in holding tight to something, but in knowing when to change, when to evolve. Power isn’t permanent, but the ability to evolve with it — that’s what gives someone the strength to last.”

Host: The rain outside falls softly again, a gentle rhythm that fills the gaps in their silence. In this small café, the world continues to turn. The conversation between Jack and Jeeny may not have found a perfect conclusion, but the understanding has deepened. They both know now — power isn’t just in staying still; it’s in moving with the changes, finding strength in evolution, not in stubbornness. The world spins, and so must those who seek to shape it.