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First Love is the Revolution
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'I'm not tame 'cause I want to be with you'
Basti and Rdeca are pulling all-nighters. When their paths cross, the sparks fly and an impossible bond spirals dangerously out of control.
A viciously funny and unforgettable play about first love, teenage lust and nature vs nurture.
Rita Kalnejais's audacious new play directed by Steve Marmion is a Soho Theatre commission written whilst on attachment to the Soho Six
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PART 1: RDEČA’S FIRST KILL
The den has the feel of a juvenile clubhouse. Scratches of graffiti on the wall, some broken chairs, torn speakers, smashed-up drum kit. RDEĈA stands at the entrance looking out into a small circle of dawn. She wears jeans, trainers, a rust red T-shirt, anorak. She is a young fox. Her left canine tooth hangs over her lip. THOREAU and GUSTINA, also young foxes, are listless. GUSTINA looks out over RDEČA’s shoulder, while scratching intently at her back. THOREAU chews on a chair leg.
GUSTINA: (To RDEČA.) Do you feel ready?
RDEČA: Did you?
GUSTINA: It sort of just happened. I didn’t really think about it beforehand. But my body knew what to /do.
THOREAU: Yeah. Mine did. But I’d thought about it. Like moves I was gonna make and certain positions…
RDEČA: It was quite scary watching you.
THOREAU: I really got into it.
GUSTINA: Yeah. Wow.
RDEČA: When I think about doing it I just imagine lots of blood.
THOREAU: Great.
RDEČA: Wow
GUSTINA: It might not be today Rdeča.
RDEČA: Those birds are going mad up there –
THOREAU: I wish one of them would fly in here.
GUSTINA: No!
THOREAU: Are you not hungry?
GUSTINA: I think it would make things a bit hectic.
THOREAU: Bit /hectic?
RDEČA: I’ve never heard them so loud.
(Calling out.)
YOU GUYS ARE CRAZY!
THOREAU: Rdeča –
RDEČA: What?
THOREAU: (Nodding at the entrance.) I’d step back if I were you. Look at the colour of the sky.
GUSTINA: /Wow
RDEČA: It’s /beautiful –
THOREAU: (Ominously.) Dawn. That’s a dawn sky Rdeča.
GUSTINA: Where’s Mum?
RDEČA glances at THOREAU.
RDEČA: She’s just late is all.
GUSTINA: wowowowowowowow
THOREAU: Shut it Gus!
GUSTINA: I’ve been bit by /something.
Wow wow –
RDEČA: We’ve got fleas Gus.
THOREAU: (To GUSTINA.) You’re the one gave/them to us –
GUSTINA: I didn’t! Rdeča… I /didn’t –
RDEČA: You know it was the guinea pig Thoreau.
GUSTINA: Yeah your bloody guinea pig.
GUSTINA scratches herself aggressively.
THOREAU: Dad was the one chose the guinea pig.
RDEČA: Try not to /scratch Gusti.
THOREAU: I never aksed for a guinea pig.
RDEČA: But you were pretty happy with it.
THOREAU: I would’ve preferred something with a neck.
GUSTINA: I think I’m allergic. It’s so wow wow/WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW
THOREAU hurls his chair leg. It hits GUSTINA. She gasps.
THOREAU: SHUT IT WITH THE /GEKKERING GUS
GUSTINA: I’M TELLING MUM –
WHERE IS SHE?
RDEČA: Running home right now I/bet –
In the distance – a car skids round a bend. The three foxes sit up alert, wide-eyed.
THOREAU: Wow!
GUSTINA: That was –
THOREAU: – out front the chicken shop –
GUSTINA: WOW/WOW WOW WOW MUM MUM MUM MUM! MUM! MUM MUM!!!
THOREAU: MUM! MUM!/MUM!
RDEČA: No! No it wasn’t Gus. It was over there somewhere –
THOREAU: It don’t matter where it was Rdeča –
GUSTINA: Are we orphans now?
RDEČA: /No!
THOREAU: Rdeča what are you going to live on now Mum’s / dead?
GUSTINA: /Wow wow
RDEČA: She’s not dead.
THOREAU: (To GUSTINA.) She’s never even killed a grasshopper.
RDEČA: What about that moth?/ Thoreau? –
THOREAU: What-?
RDEČA: – That I caught when Mum took us out to explain bin lids
THOREAU: The one under the streetlight?
RDEČA: /Mhmm
THOREAU: You made its wing move with your lip –
RDEČA: I /did not Thoreau!
GUSTINA sits bolt upright.
THOREAU: – It was dead al/(ready) –
GUSTINA: MUM!
They all sit alert. A distant fox cry.
COCHINEAL: WOW! WOW/ WOW!
RDEČA: WOW! Mum!/ Mum! MUM! MUM!...
Table of contents
- Cover
- Half-title Page
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Characters
- Part 1: Rdeča’s First Kill