Eyam (NHB Modern Plays)
By Matt Hartley
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When the plague arrives in Eyam, the villagers are tasked with examining their civil responsibility, as they must decide whether to stay quarantined, or flee and risk spreading the deadly disease.
Matt Hartley's Eyam is a play about the importance of community, which premiered at Shakespeare's Globe, London, in September 2018.
Matt Hartley
Matt Hartley grew up in the Peak District and studied drama at the University of Hull. His first play Sixty Five Miles won a Bruntwood Award in the inaugural Bruntwood Competition and was produced by Paines Plough/Hull Truck in 2012. Other work for theatre includes: The Wife of Cyncoed (Sherman Theatre, Cardiff, 2024); Idyll (Pentabus Theatre tour, 2021); Eyam (Shakespeare's Globe, 2018); Here I Belong (Pentabus tour, 2016); Deposit (Hampstead Theatre Downstairs, 2015); Microcosm (Soho Theatre, 2014); Horizon (National Theatre Connections, 2014); The Bee (Edinburgh Festival, 2008); Punch (Hampstead/Heat and Light Company); and Epic, Trolls and Life for Beginners (all at Theatre503, London). He has written for TV's Hollyoaks and his radio plays include The Pursuit and Final Call.
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Eyam (NHB Modern Plays) - Matt Hartley
PART ONE
1.
Eyam. 1665. Dawn. Church grounds. REVEREND SHORELAND ADAMS hurries through the churchyard. The bell rings. 5 a.m. Each chime speeds ADAMS. Shadows step forth from the dark. They block his path.
ADAMS. Stand back, stand back! I shall strike thee down!
A figure grabs him.
Release me, immediate!
A hooded figure (PHILIP SHELDON) steps forth. ADAMS recognises his shape.
Wait. Pray wait…
SHELDON. String him up for all to see.
ADAMS.…I beg you. No…
The figures drag ADAMS onto the floor. They tie a rope round him, drag him through the mud towards a tree.
I am a man of God. This will not go unpunished. Hear you all, I am a servant of the Lord our Saviour!
SHELDON gestures for them to hoist ADAMS. They follow his instruction.
SHELDON. Make yer peace, Adams.
ADAMS dangles, his feet just remaining upon the floor.
ADAMS. May you burn in hell.
SHELDON. Hoist him high.
ADAMS is hoisted high. He dangles… the lynchers watch.
God, whoever yer send next, let this be their greeting.
Welcome to Eyam.
The VILLAGERS dance. Wild, aggressive. Their battle cry.
2.
Weeks later.
Eyam Church.
REVEREND WILLIAM MOMPESSON and KATHERINE MOMPESSON.
WILLIAM. Where has Sir Saville sent us?
Eyam, a place no map will ever know.
Lord, have I not served thee loyally?
What wrong have I done to warrant this?
KATHERINE. Eyam.
WILLIAM. What?
KATHERINE. Locals pronounce it ‘Eeeeam’.
WILLIAM. Eeeeem.
KATHERINE. There is an ‘a’ in there, William.
WILLIAM. EYAAAAM. Look at this church. Look above, Katherine. The sky! I can see the sky such is the hole in the roof. The floor, this wood, rotten. Squalor. Such utter disrepair.
KATHERINE. Enough of this self-pity, this wounded pride, William. No, Sir Saville has not sent us to a market town in a wholesome Midland shire, but he is not a man to appoint without reason.
WILLIAM. I only wish to serve God, to be a vessel for his words. To stand before a fine congregation, where words reach many not few. Yet instead here we stand: in insignificance. As what is this place, a populate no more than three hundred, what possible can be achieved?
Crows cry.
Crows! It even has roosting crows!!
KATHERINE. Crows. It is a sign!
WILLIAM. To flee.
KATHERINE. No. William, I have dreamt of them. Of this, the crows, so vividly.
WILLIAM. If crows haunt dreams it is a warning, Katherine. Not a sign to set up camp.
KATHERINE. No. I was not haunted. I have felt fear in dreams before. But never with these. It was as if they provided comfort. Peace.
WILLIAM. I shall send for the children immediate in that case.
KATHERINE. I can hear the mockery in your tone, but I beg you do. Not a moment passes where I do not feel the weight of their absence. Here. Eyam. This is God’s plan. What form that takes I do not know. But is what he wishes. William, it is. I know it.
WILLIAM. Katherine, your passion is enough to make me question logic. Yet the children shall remain where they are. This place we know nothing of it yet.
KATHERINE. You cannot even say its name.
WILLIAM. Eyam.
KATHERINE. Hear that, you are a local already.
MARSHALL HOWE enters.
HOWE. Church’s closed.
KATHERINE. The doors were open.
HOWE. Shouldn’t be.
KATHERINE. Are you Marshall Howe?
HOWE. I am.
KATHERINE. You are the sexton here.
HOWE. I know that.
WILLIAM. I am Reverend William Mompesson, this is my wife Katherine.
HOWE. Not local.
KATHERINE. That is true.
HOWE. Whatever this be: visit, pilgrimage, some oddity a don’t wish comprehend, know there is a time f’it: daytime. In short, out. Yer make me late for me dinner.
WILLIAM. He does not know who we are.
HOWE. A warning, it has been known for me to kick a man two foot through them doors for less than what you do now.
KATHERINE. Not the faintest idea. Mr Howe, William is your new reverend.
HOWE. No, he in’t.
KATHERINE. Yes, he is.
HOWE. Sir Saville’s appointment?
WILLIAM. Yes.
HOWE. Right. Bloody hell. I knew nothing of yer arrival.
KATHERINE. Not even our names?
HOWE. Nowt.
WILLIAM. Sir Saville sent letters, did they not arrive?
HOWE. If they did their news were never spread. If I were you I’d take this as golden opportunity, no one will be the wiser if yer turn back. I never saw yer.
KATHERINE. That will not be happening.
HOWE. Never forget I gave yer t’chance.
WILLIAM. Still wish to kick me through the door?
HOWE. Is me dinner to get cold?
WILLIAM. For tonight the locking will be our domain.
KATHERINE. Mr Howe, henceforth, I hope we will have no cause for quarrel.
HOWE. I dig graves where yer tell me then put dead people in ’em. Need be nowt more complicated than that.
Something catches HOWE’s eye.
Oi! Oi, you!! I warned yer of this. Come out of there. Harriet!
HARRIET STUBBS appears.
Were yer sniffing round graves again?
HARRIET. I were hunting for rats.
HOWE. That’s a lie. That’s a finger in your hand.
HARRIET. Mrs Bockinge’s. She used to poke me with it. Dead bony.
HOWE. Put it back.
HARRIET. She doesn’t need it any more. Is he the new reverend?
HOWE. Yes.
HARRIET. Are they going to hang yer?
WILLIAM. What?
HOWE. Ignore the girl. She’s a ghoul. Put that finger back. Now.
HARRIET goes. Just as MARY COOPER enters with her son EDWARD