Bold Girls (NHB Modern Plays)
By Rona Munro
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But when a mysterious young woman turns up on Marie's doorstep and disrupts their girls' night out, the devastating revelations which ensue will shatter dreams and threaten their friendship irrevocably.
Sharply funny, moving, yet never shying from the harsh realities of life during the Troubles, Bold Girls is a celebration of women's strength under siege.
It was first performed by 7:84 Scottish People's Theatre at Cumbernauld Theatre in 1990 and on tour. The play announced Rona Munro as one of the best playwrights of her generation, winning her the Susan Smith Blackburn Prize for 1990-91.
This new edition was published alongside the revival at Theatre by the Lake, Keswick, in June 2018.
Rona Munro
Rona Munro is a writer who has written extensively for stage, radio, film and television. Her plays include: Mary (Hampstead Theatre, 2022); James IV: Queen of the Fight (National Theatre of Scotland, 2022); a stage adaptation of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein (UK tour, 2019); a stage adaptation of Louis de Bernières' novel Captain Corelli's Mandolin (UK tour and West End, 2019); Scuttlers (Royal Exchange, Manchester, 2015); The James Plays trilogy (National Theatre of Scotland, the Edinburgh International Festival and the National Theatre of Great Britain, 2014); Donny's Brain (Hampstead Theatre, 2012); Pandas (Traverse, 2011); Little Eagles (Royal Shakespeare Company, 2011); The Last Witch (Traverse Theatre and Edinburgh International Festival, 2009); Long Time Dead (Paines Plough and Drum Theatre Plymouth, 2006); The Indian Boy (RSC, 2006); Iron (Traverse Theatre, 2002; Royal Court, London, 2003); The Maiden Stone (Hampstead Theatre, 1995); and Bold Girls (7:84 and Hampstead Theatre, 1990). She is the co-founder, with actress Fiona Knowles, of Scotland’s oldest continuously performing, small-scale touring theatre company, The Msfits. Their one-woman shows have toured every year since 1986. Film and television work includes the Ken Loach film Ladybird Ladybird, Aimee and Jaguar and television dramas Rehab (directed by Antonia Bird) and BAFTA-nominated Bumping the Odds for the BBC. She has also written many other single plays for television and contributed to series including Casualty and Dr Who. Most recently, she wrote the screenplay for Oranges and Sunshine, directed by Jim Loach and starring Emily Watson and Hugo Weaving. She has contributed several radio plays to the Stanley Baxter Playhouse series on BBC Radio 4.
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Bold Girls (NHB Modern Plays) - Rona Munro
Scene One
MARIE’s house.
It is irons and ironing boards and piles of clothes waiting to be smoothed, socks and pegs and damp sheets waiting for a break in the Belfast drizzle for the line; it’s toys in pieces and toys that are just cardboard boxes and toys that are new and gleaming and flashing with lights and have swallowed up the year’s savings. It’s pots and pans and steam and the kettle always hot for tea; it’s furniture that’s bald with age and a hearth in front of the coal fire that’s gleaming clean. At the moment it’s empty, an unnatural, expectant emptiness that suggests this room is never deserted; it’s too stuffed with human bits and pieces, all the clutter of housework and life. There is a small picture of the Virgin on one wall, a large grainy blow-up photo of a smiling young man on the other, he has a seventies haircut and moustache. DEIRDRE is not in this room, she’s crouching on all-fours on her own talking out of darkness in which only her face is visible.
DEIRDRE moves from all-fours.
DEIRDRE. The sun is going down behind the hills, the sky is grey. There’s hills at the back there, green. I can’t hardly see them because the stones between here and there are grey, the street is grey. Somewhere a bird is singing and falling in the sky. I hear the ice-cream van and the traffic and the helicopter overhead.
Lights off on DEIRDRE.
MARIE bursts into the room with her arms laden with four packets of crisps, two of Silk Cut and a packet of chocolate biscuits. Drops one of the crisps, tuts in exasperation, looks at it, shouts back out the door.
MARIE. Mickey! Mickey, were you wanting smoky bacon?… Well this is salt and vinegar… well, why did you not say? Away you and swap this… Catch now. (Hurls the bag.) No you cannot… No… because you’ll not eat your tea if you do. Mickey, pick up those crisps and don’t be so bold.
MARIE comes back into the room and starts two jobs simultaneously.
First she puts the crisps, etc., away, then she fills a pan with water and throws it on the stove; she starts sorting her dry washing into what needs ironing and what doesn’t; she sorts a few items then starts peeling potatoes; all her movements have a frenetic efficiency.
NORA comes in with a pile of damp sheets.
NORA. Is that the last of them, Marie?
MARIE. Just the towels… Oh, Nora, you didn’t need to carry that over, wee Michael was coming to get them.
NORA. Och you’re alright. These towels is it?
MARIE. That’s them.
NORA. This’ll need to be the last, I’ve a load of my own to get in.
MARIE. Oh here, Nora, leave them then!
NORA. No, no, we’re best all getting our wash done while it’s dry. We’ll wait long enough to see the sun again.
CASSIE sticks her head round the door.
CASSIE. Can I ask you a personal question, Marie?
NORA. Have you left that machine on, Cassie?
CASSIE. Do you have a pair of red knickers?
MARIE. I think I do, yes.
CASSIE. With wee black cats, with wee balloons coming out their mouths saying ‘Hug me, I’m cuddly’?
MARIE (stops peeling potatoes briefly, gives CASSIE a severe look). They were in a pack of three for ninety-nine pee.
NORA. You see if you leave it, it just boils over, you know that, Cassie.
CASSIE. And did you put those knickers in the wash you just gave my mother?
NORA. It’s because that powder isn’t really biological, it’s something else altogether.
MARIE. What’s happened to them?
NORA. I think it’s for dishwashers. But it was in bulk, cheap, you know? I got a load of it at the club last month, awful nice young man, do you know that Dooley boy?
CASSIE. And did my mummy just drop those bright-red knickers with their wee cats, right in the middle of the road, right by the ice-cream van as she was coming across from our house to yours?
NORA. Did I what?
MARIE. Oh no! (Increases the pace of her peeling.)
NORA. Cassie, will you get back over the road and see to that machine before the foam’s coming down the step to greet us.
MARIE. Where are they?
CASSIE. At the top of the lamp post, I didn’t know wee Colm could climb like that, he’s only nine.
NORA. Och I’ll do it myself. (Moves to exit with a heap of towels.)
MARIE. Hold on, Nora, I’m coming too.
CASSIE. I wouldn’t. After what’s been said about those knickers I’d just leave them alone, pretend you never saw them in your life.
NORA. All my lino’s curled after the last time. I’ll never find a colour like that again.
NORA exits.
CASSIE. And did you know your wee Michael’s just swapped a packet of salt and vinegar crisps for a wee plastic cup full of raspberry ice-cream syrup?
MARIE (erupting towards the door). MICKEY!
CASSIE. I’ll get him. (Calling off.) Mickey, come here… ’Cause I want you.
MARIE finishes the potatoes, dives into the ironing again.
MARIE. He doesn’t just drink it, he wears the stuff.
CASSIE (talking off). Give me that cup now.
MARIE. In his hair and everything.
CASSIE (off). Because it’s poison.
MARIE. Then he won’t eat his tea and what he does eat comes straight back up again.
CASSIE (off). I am an expert on poison, a world expert, and I’m telling you that stuff will kill you. I do know. I took a GCSE in identifying poisons.
MARIE. Threw his hamburger clear across the room last time. Frightened the life out of his Auntie Brenda.
CASSIE (off). It gets your intestines and eats them away till they just shrivel up like worms. It’s worse than whiskey.
MARIE. I wouldn’t mind but he doesn’t even like the taste, he just likes being sick.
CASSIE (off). I’ll tell you what happens to all those men that drink whiskey and all those wee boys that drink raspberry ice-cream syrup; their intestines get eaten away and their stomachs get eaten away and all the other bits inside just shrivel up and die. Then they’ve no insides left at all and all they can