A completely empty room, scrawled from top to bottom with notes. Night. A professor of zoology is crawling around on all fours
writing on the floor. In the corner a Komodo dragon is rolling his eyes around. A bell rings, and the professor hobbles to the door.
Professor (angrily): Who's there?
Repossessor (behind the door): Your very own court-appointed repossessor. I'm here to execute the judge's decision, so open up.
Professor: It's one thirty in the morning.
Repossessor: Open up, you bastard, or we'll kick the door down.
The professor unlocks the door and into the room stagger the drunk repo man and an equally soused policeman.
Repossessor (fitfully): God damn it, grandpa, there isn't anything here.
Professor (politely, but with emphasis): Excuse me, but there must be a mistake.
Repossessor: No mistake here. Each time I finish at the pub, I do a few more cases. (He winks at the policeman and burps). So out with it, where did you hide all your stuff!
Professor: I don't have anything. Furniture would distract me and I don't need anything else besides a pen. Besides which, you obviously got the wrong address so get out of here, I need to continue my work.
The repossessor stiffens. This kind of behavior he never permits anyone. He turns to the policeman.
The policeman, tanked out, falls to the ground. The Komodo dragon rolls its eyes around and crawls closer. The repossessor notices him as he helps the policeman to his feet.
Repossessor (meaningfully): And you said that you had nothing, you old liar! (He gestures at the lizard): Tsssss ------ tsssss------ tsssss, come here, you beauty you.
He tries to entice the lizard toward him, holding his thumb and index finger together. The professor doesn't know what to do first: Drive the object of his investigatorial efforts back into the corner of the room, or throw the two idiots—the repo man and the policeman—out. Then, to help out his master the Komodo dragon jumps forward suddenly and bites the repossessor in the hand.
Repossessor (hysterically): Shit, somebody put that thing down before it gets my whole arm!
A gratified smile can be seen beneath the professor's beard for a brief moment, before the policeman pulls his service revolver out of its holster and shoots the lizard in the head.
Professor (desperately): No. Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!
Repossessor (in disbelief): That's not what I meant, you idiot.
Policeman (stupidly): So what was I supposed to do, then?
The repo man drags the policeman away, his injured hand thrust into his pocket. As he leaves, he looks back at the professor, who is leaning over the forlorn body, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief.
The Repossessor (uncertainly): I'm sorry...
Professor: Get out. Get out of here before I...
After they've closed the door behind themselves, the professor takes the dead Komodo dragon and carries it into the corner of the room where he covers it with a sheet. On the floor he notices the sentence he'd been working on before and which he hadn't been able to complete, and so he grabs his pen and again kneels down to his task. The room is then as quiet and empty as it was before the repossessor made his entrance.
(translated by G.S. Evans)