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Christmas is Miles Away (NHB Modern Plays)
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A touching play about adolescent friendship.
Luke and Christie are typical sixteen-year-old lads from Manchester. They like camping out, drinking lager and talking about girls. But when they leave school and their lives go in different directions, will they still have things in common?
'Young playwright Chloe Moss excels again in her latest offering' - Metro AM
'Young Scouse playwright Chloe Moss knows a thing or two about teenage boys, as is evident in her third excellent play, Christmas is Miles Away... As a playwright Moss just gets better and better. The brilliance of her work is demonstrated by quick wit rather than pompous philosophising, making her latest work subtle, hilarious, relevant, and completely unmissable' - City Life
'Moss assuredly captures the exhilarating terror of standing on the cusp of adulthood and leaving childhood certainties behind. She finds credible language to gain access to the inner world of characters who barely know how to speak their minds... outstandingly touching' - Guardian
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LUKE. You stupid?
CHRISTIE. What?
LUKE. It doesn’t go like that . . . you feed it through the top, yer mong.
CHRISTIE. How many times have I done this?
LUKE. Exactly. Should know how to fuckin’ do it by now . . . take yer gloves off’d be a start.
CHRISTIE. Fuck off.
CHRISTIE pulls one glove off and throws it on the floor.
I’ll get frostbite.
LUKE. It’s nearly March, yer big puff.
CHRISTIE. So, it’s freezin’ . . . I can’t concentrate.
LUKE. Stop fuckin’ daydreamin’, be up in a minute if you paid attention.
CHRISTIE. I’m losing consciousness through hypothermia . . . not fuckin’ daydreamin’.
LUKE. Yes yer are. Julie Bridges’ legs wrapped round yer –
CHRISTIE. Shurrup.
LUKE. Through the fuckin’ top . . . wake up, Christie, fuck’s sake.
CHRISTIE. Do it yer fuckin’ yerself then.
CHRISTIE throws the pole down and sits down, head in hands.
LUKE. Fuck’s up wi’ you?
CHRISTIE. Nothin’.
LUKE carries on with the tent.
She didn’t say anythin’?
LUKE. No.
CHRISTIE. Nowt?
LUKE. I’m tellin’ yer –
CHRISTIE. As if.
LUKE. She never –
CHRISTIE. Not a word?
LUKE. Nope. Pegs . . . get up will yer.
CHRISTIE reaches for the bag of tent pegs from the floor, takes a handful, then passes the rest over to LUKE. They place the flysheet over and start securing it with the pegs.
CHRISTIE. Just blanked yer?
LUKE. Yep.
CHRISTIE. What like . . . expression did she have?
LUKE. What d’yer mean?
CHRISTIE. On her face. Did she y’know . . . smirk or anything?
LUKE. I dunno, she was walkin’ away. I couldn’t see.
CHRISTIE. Did you just let her go?
LUKE. Course I fuckin’ did. What did you want me to do, get her in a headlock?
CHRISTIE. She just carried on walkin’ –
LUKE. Like she hadn’t heard me.
CHRISTIE. She might be deaf.
LUKE. I’ve seen her talkin’ to people . . . like normal.
CHRISTIE. She might lip-read.
LUKE. She might, yeah. Next time I see her, I’ll let me airgun off right by her ear. If she doesn’t jump then we can try somethin’ else. Write on a bit of card.
CHRISTIE. It’s not funny.
LUKE. You know she’s not fuckin’ deaf.
CHRISTIE. I wasn’t serious.
LUKE. She might a’ thought I was windin’ her up. I don’t know her. Never fuckin’ spoke to her before. Only seen her ’round. Felt a bit of a dickhead actually, mate. But I did it. Fer you. Didn’t I? Sorry it didn’t come off like you wanted . . . happens sometimes. You’ll get used to it.
The tent is up, they both stand back to look at it.
Couldn’t swing a fuckin’ midget in that, could yer?
Pause.
CHRISTIE. I’m not arsed anyway.
LUKE. Course you’re not.
CHRISTIE. I’m not.
LUKE. S’alright. You’re allowed.
CHRISTIE. I just . . . I don’t believe yer.
LUKE. Yer what?
CHRISTIE. I don’t believe yer but I’m not arsed.
LUKE. She didn’t fuckin’ say nothin’ . . . why would I lie?
CHRISTIE. Protectin’ me feelin’s.
LUKE. Wha’ the fuck would I w...
Table of contents
- Cover
- Original Production
- Dedication
- Characters
- Christmas Is Miles Away
- About the Author
- Copyright and Performing Rights Information