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The Voices Project 2011 & 2012 is a collection of seven-minute monologues tailored for young adult actors.%##CHAR13##%%##CHAR13##%Developed by Australian Theatre for Young People working with some of the country's most exciting young playwrights, these powerful short stories are as diverse and vibrant as the young people that inspired them. This collection features the scripts from the productions Tell It Like It Isn't (2011) exploring the theme of 'first love', and The One Sure Thing (2012) exploring 'first death'.
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The One Sure Thing
Cast List
That's What I Am Now | Patrick Richards |
Twisted | Shaun Foley |
Hunger | Rhys Keir |
The Circle of Life | Alistair Mcintosh |
The Last Post | Emma Khamis |
La ConversaciĆ³n | Charlotte Hazzard |
Stick | Emma Campbell |
Senseless | Kate Campbell |
Ben Thomas, I Love You | Julia Rorke |
Prince Willy | Lucy Coleman |
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Director | Tanya Goldberg |
Stage Manager | Asha Watson |
Designer | David Fleischer |
Sound Designer | Kingsley Reeve |
Lighting Designer | Verity Hampson |
Assistant Director | Liz Arday |
Thatās What I Am Now
Enter JAZ, she is played by a man. She is an energetic 17 year old in a T-Shirt and jeans. She is sipping tea from a large mug.
JAZ:
You never made being a woman easy, Granny. It was always God inspects, and God expects, and Goddwells in retrospectāby retrospect I always pictured God in flaresābut you did give me a sense of duty, yāknow?
JAZ begins walking slowly on the spot, the pace of her voice will match the pace of her movement.
JAZ: Well thatās what I am now; dutiful. I got a jobāmy first one. Iām always on a bicycle; backpack filled with pharmaceuticals. Thatās what I am now; pharmaceutical courier, been one for a while actually ā Golly! We havenāt seen each other in forever! Well they say on my employment review Iām smiley. Thatās me all over, I think: smileyā and dutiful.
JAZ sips her tea. She quickens her pace.
JAZ: Today was a special delivery list, yāknow? Three names; Graham, 82, Michaels, 81, and Greene, thatās you Granny, 89. Youāre all spread across the city like entrails across a water biscuitāthis is lovely teaāGraham answers the door himself, takes a breath and says, real arthritic and English like ānow what the fuck do you want, young lady?ā while Michaels, just a little old fashioned, doesnāt mince words when she answers the door.
āAre you seeing anyone, Jasmine?ā
āYes maāam.ā
āSurname?ā
āPutnam, maāam.ā
āIs that Jewish?ā
āNo maāam.ā
āVery good, theyāve got noses like Satanās sphincter.ā
JAZ sips her tea.
JAZ: Wow. This teaāitās just honey and dandelions, yāknow?!
JAZ is now jogging. She speaks in a hurry concurrent with her jog.
JAZ: One more left after that, itās you. I take the high road, itās quickerāthatās what I am now; smiley, dutiful and punctual. I speed a bit, through traffic too, but Iām at your street quicksmart, and up to your door. Thereās the doorbell; brief buzz and Iām inside, jumping up three flights of stairs and suddenly Iām in your doorwayāin front of you, Granny, here, Granny.
JAZ slows to a walk and stops, she returns to a natural speaking pace.
JAZ: You look at me a while, like youāre not sure what to say.
Standing there on your venetian rug, the expensive oneāI smile, know itās down to me to make you feel comfortable, duty of a granddaughter: āhey granny!ā I say, āsurprise!ā no response, but I keep on: I leap right inātell you about my new job, how Iād finally got to deliver to you. Still nothing, so I ask you for a cup of teaāFantastic teaāand you grumble before youāre off into your tinny little kitchen. Fiddling with the kettle, but it boils real quickly. I let myself in. Close the door.
āIāve been going to churchā I say. āGoodā you sayāthe first thing you do sayā
I know thereās only three things you wanna talk about: men, children or Jesus.
āIām seeing someone,ā I say, you make this grunting noise, sort of non-committal hatred but thatās okay, Iām smileyā
āHer nameās Tanya.ā
JAZ sips her tea.
JAZ: You drop the jar of sugarārather messyāspin around and look at me, cup of tea in your hand. I try ignore the rabid, burning, loathing glare youāre giving me, just take the cup and say āgolly, thanks grandma!ā but itās obvious youāre mad, really mad, like lesbianismās worse than paganism and American television. This is just eye-melting phwwwoooaaa kind of tea.
JAZ sips her tea.
JAZ: I wanna talk to you about my first pap smearāI mean thatās where I met Tanya. She was on the desk, yāknow? And sure Iām only 17 but my job gets me free check-ups and I just sort of couldnāt help myself: I get the lotāall the check-ups, I mean, even the real invasive ones, just to see what its like to beāa woman. She had real short red hairānot slight red, but great, fiery stuff, something out of Irish mythology, I walked up to her, sort of mesmerised, yāknow? I couldnāt stop myself, just asked
āWhat are you?ā
and she grinned with these gorgeous yellow teeth, and said āUniversity dropout.ā
Wasnāt what I meant but I went along with itāI smiled back and said āIām an HSC student with religious and femininity issues,ā and she just said ācool,ā and leaning closer, grabbed my wrist with this colossal grip, whispered āwanna fuck?ā
JAZ sips her tea.
JAZ: I left with her phone number and some test resultsāand golly while I ...
Table of contents
- Title Page
- Introduction
- Foreword: Lachlan Philpott
- Tell It Like It Isnāt
- The One Sure Thing
- Author Biographies
- Copyright Page