DRAMA SCRIPTED LINES Flashcards
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Of all of us the most - at least in the eyes of this so-called world - the most successful of us
So - a pool
Did she mean to impress? Was it for a show?
No. I can’t think. No. Because she’s
She’s good. She’s nice. She has integrity. Her roots.
And she has a pool now - its fantastic fantastic fantastic fantastic
We adore her
We adore her. We all absolutely adore her.
And now she has the pool. The poooooooooool
First seen in attachments. A Christmas attachment. Open the attachment for a PDF of my new pool.
I open with caution. I have a fear of viruses.
Her pool
And there’s a PDF
(stand in a line DS)
Lets share it with her
And we email her back. Were coming
Were all coming
Were all getting on a plane and coming over to share the pool with you
And she E’s back. Fantastic fantastic fantastic
There’s fundraising there’s-
There’s Sally in the hospice
Sally in that fucking hospice
Its got into her bones now, its eaten through her bones now, its eaten through her body and now that little evil C is eating into her bones - its got a taste of marrow - and she lies there and she says:
But that’s just to humour us. Nobody believes that
(Move chair into funeral setting)
And Sally turns green and Sally turns grey and there’s a drip drip drip stuck everywhere and nurses and nuns and we organize a rota because life must go on with its exhibitions and its fund-raising and we take it in turns until we all rush there one night and some of us make it and some of us don’t and that’s Sally done for.
You were all amazing for looking after.
I’m so guilty
And were
no no no no no
But I felt did you feel, listen I felt
this is wrong I know this is wrong
but I felt maybe its only -
did anyone else feel?
I think that should be honoured, you know?
If you know what I’m saying?
I want to scream at her
God
Yes, just open my lungs and scream at her. This is your doing, you did this. You see this cheap horrible wooden casket with our friend Sally in it? You did that. That was you.
God
It was you who killed Sally
You see, what bad people
We are all bad people, it needn’t be that way of course.
No it needn’t
If only we’d use our Art for some good. But instead we harbour
And I think maybe we have always harboured, you know right since the hovel, harboured
Now we reflect…
Isn’t that strange? All the time she was amongst us as a friend, all that time and yet really we harboured the most awful…well I suppose hatred
Murderous hatred
would be the only word
We must embrace her
we must love her
despite all this grandeur she’s still…
naughty naughty naughty