The play seems to be coming along super! Tarquin has decided that I shall play the role of Woman (yes!) and he shall play the role of Man. Behind us Sebastian and Jemima will be wearing lycra body suits and performing a dance/mime...this will be a dance of joy juxtaposing itself against our bleak existence. Try and picture the joyful leaps and bounds of Sebastian and Jemima which will act as a backdrop for this opening exchange ....
WOMAN: Did you hear?
MAN: Come to bed.
WOMAN: You didn’t?
MAN: Hear what?
WOMAN: Outside. They’re building barricades.
MAN: Where?
WOMAN: Here. On our street.
[They lock eyes for a long moment—the MAN’s face turns pale. He goes to the window. The WOMAN continues to tremble, but her eyes remain locked on the man, motionless, gauging his reaction.]
MAN: How long?
WOMAN: An hour at least.
[Pause.]
MAN: My brother?
WOMAN: He’s gone. He knew you’d try to stop him, so he left as soon as it started. I saw him go.
MAN: Why didn’t you wake me?
WOMAN: What could you have done?
[Silence.]
MAN: It’s really happening. I can’t believe it.
[She clasps his hand.]
WOMAN: Are you afraid?
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