Scorpion Tales: A Collection of Stinging Monologues
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The monologues in this volume are designed to be performed in intimate venues and classrooms.
All but one (Mary) are completely self contained and require minimum staging. They are adaptable to any environment and can be performed anywhere. That is the purpose of them.
They are particularly suited to both the HSC Drama and English sy
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Scorpion Tales - Siobhan Colman
Final Call
Business Class Lounge at airport.
Woman. Early 30’s. Smartly dressed in a business suit.
WOMAN
(Finishing the last of her glass of champagne and pouring herself another.)
He wraps me in golden warmth. Like the blanket grandma had on my bed when I was little – when she’d tuck me in and tell me the angels would watch over me. I can’t remember what colour it was. Just the way it felt.
He’s like that. My body relaxes when I hear his voice. I feel safe.
I am safe with him.
(pause)
And I’ll be ok.
(Long pause. She sips her drink)
I’ve made such a mess of things. All my relationships have been a series of derailments leading to the final twisted wreck. I can’t help myself. (smiles sadly) I have a thing for control freaks. This last one was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. (rubs face as though the bruises still show)
I count myself lucky to have walked away with some pride and dignity. At least on the outside. (pause) Inside there was a weeping wound and a screaming child.
I’d given up believing there would be a rescue.
Until now.
(pause. Raises glass to look at the bubbles and wipe away the frosting)
I’m not a religious person. At least I wasn’t for a long time. After my Grandma had her stroke all talk of angels stopped with her tongue. And DoCS came in and had me removed.
No more blankets.
They didn’t let me visit. Too distressing,
they said.
It’s amazing how deaf people can be to the sound of screaming. It’s like cicadas in summer. You hear the first one but when they are calling in their thousands, you tune the noise out. Now, the only way you’ll notice them is when they stop. It’s amazing how loud silence can be.
(pause)
She didn’t last long after that. And I waited. I waited until I had the chance to join her.
(smiles at audience)
Oh. It’s not all doom and gloom. We rise above things.
He taught me that.
(sips drink and pours more.)
He had waited too. Let me find my own way to him. Had shown me the door was open, had let me see inside him.
He’s taken nothing from me. Only given.
He’s light. And I’m trembling in that light. (closes eyes with relief)
He is heat and safety. A fire-place on a winter’s night.
(long pause)
I wasn’t a wife. Or a girlfriend, though I had friends who hoped I’d find the right man.
(pause)
And I wasn’t miserable, either. I’d found a strange kind of contentment in being alone. It served my purpose.
(hold up bottle to examine how much is left. Takes a long swallow from her glass and pours more)
I met him on line.
(smiles)
I wasn’t looking.
I’d never even heard of them, but one day there was a curious message in my in-box:
The Solution: Be a part of it.
He’s a part of it.
(smiles nervously. Looks at watch and begins to collect her travel documents while speaking)
And here I am. Two years later – with my passport and my ticket.
I haven’t bothered with a suitcase. I’m not coming back.
(checks her purse)
The small powder compact in my purse is enough. They will detonate it from the ground.
And I’ll head into the next life. See my grandmother. Be protected by angels.
It will be instant,
he told me. You won’t need to do anything but get on board. I have bought you a business class seat. Only the best for you.
He told me to drink as much as they offered and then take the sleeping tablet.
I’ll be asleep when it happens.
(stands to leave. Takes out her phone)
I’ve written my manifesto. I’ll send it to the Times just before the plane takes off. It’s a late flight on a long weekend and the journalists will be out till Tuesday.
By the time anyone reads it it will all be over.
CALL TO BOARD FLIGHT
He loves me.
His love is the purist of all. Not of this world (takes a final swig of champagne)
But of the next.
END
The Priest
Deirdre: Seventeen from Crocke, a tiny village in County Limerick. It is 1963. She’s dressed as though it’s still the ‘50’s, but she’s tried to style her hair in the latest beehive. She’s at the kitchen sink.
DEIRDRE
Sean’s gone up to Dublin. Left this morning. Mammy’s so proud of him. And he looked so neat and tidy in his suit.
He’s always been neat and tidy. Not like my other brothers. They’re always covered in muck from the cowshed, or the soccer field. They bash down the kitchen door with their huge selves, throw their boots about the place and wolf down the whole loaf saved for dinner.