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by Nicholas Mosley


  SIVA

  — Where’s the wire —

  HORTENSE

  — In your great big beautiful eyes.

  Dionysus manages, with Siva’s help in front of him, to scramble round the partition into his old room on the right Then he moves up the sloping floor to the right as he does this, he seems to take the weight off Anderson, who scrambles to the outside, left, of the old first floor.

  FLORENCE

  Ariel —

  ANDERSON

  Yes —

  FLORENCE

  Haven’t you got the right man?

  DIONYSUS

  What a coincidence!

  THE MOOR

  So where’s the difference — ?

  Anderson looks over the top edge of the end of the first floor, which he is holding.

  FLORENCE

  There were tanks in the streets —

  HORTENSE

  There were people dying.

  They all seem to become serious again. Dionysus reaches to the centre of his old room, right, and pulls the wire down through the ceiling. The wire from the ceiling of the Moor’s room is pulled up. Dionysus pulls the wire right through and coils it. Then he lies on his back, his legs against the partition on either side of Siva, and takes her by the hands. He seems to be trying to pull Siva out of the hole, and over him. The Moor, kneeling, moves slightly back to the left, and pushes against Siva’s legs.

  Anderson lets go of the left-hand end of the first floor gingerly.

  The floor remains balanced.

  Anderson calls —

  ANDERSON

  Oi!

  FLORENCE

  What —

  Hortense, on the bed, looks out over the audience.

  HORTENSE

  It’s only two foot to the bottom!

  Florence turns to her.

  Dionysus manages to pull Siva out of the hole and on to him. He pushes her up towards the raised edge of the top floor, right. She gets a hand-hold there. Then he passes the coiled wire up to her.

  Anderson has had to lean on the top of the left-hand edge of the first floor, to balance it.

  ANDERSON

  You can sing, can’t you —

  SIVA

  Dance —

  Siva has clambered up so she has one leg over the raised end of the first floor, right. She lowers an end of the wire down to Dionysus, who takes it.

  DIONYSUS

  Next time round —

  THE MOOR

  Can we kill them?

  The Moor has moved backwards, to the left, on his hands and knees, to balance the floor.

  Siva seems to be trying to pull Dionysus up to the raised edge of the first floor, right.

  FLORENCE

  I said — Jump —

  HORTENSE

  I jumped.

  With Dionysus being pulled to the right, the Moor is moving further to the left of the floor, to balance it.

  HORTENSE

  What stops it —

  FLORENCE

  Saves it?

  SIVA

  Spreads it!

  The Moor suddenly seems to lose his grip. He slides back to the left-hand edge of the first floor.

  FLORENCE

  Wo!

  SIVA

  Woa!

  HORTENSE

  Upsadaisy!

  With the shifting of the Moor’s weight, the first floor, on its central back-to-front hinge, has dipped down on the left so that Anderson has to put his hands underneath it again to hold it. Florence, underneath it, ducks.

  At the same time Siva, with the wire, has managed to help Dionysus to scramble up to the top edge of the first floor, right.

  The floor now seems to tip the other way Anderson has to put his hands on top of the left end of it again to hold it.

  ANDERSON

  I get these headaches, see —

  THE MOOR

  Aged fifteen —

  The Moor manages to get his feet down over the left edge of the first floor. He helps Anderson. The floor seems to balance, precariously.

  SIVA

  Those old buggers —

  DIONYSUS

  Are made of concrete.

  The first floor is now at an angle of about 30° to the horizontal — up on the right, down on the left.

  Anderson and the Moor and Siva and Dionysus hold the balance, as if on a see-saw, gingerly.

  HORTENSE

  They were shot — ?

  FLORENCE

  There were too many of them.

  Florence has gone and stood by Hortense, who is on the bed, looking at the audience. The Moor and Anderson and Siva and Dionysus speak, holding the balance.

  THE MOOR

  They were in that trench —

  ANDERSON

  Then I was in that trench —

  DIONYSUS

  And the skylight —

  SIVA

  What about the skylight?

  Florence stands looking down at Hortense.

  FLORENCE

  Good girl —

  HORTENSE

  Let me see it.

  She stares at the audience.

  Has it got one —

  FLORENCE

  It’s not two?

  HORTENSE

  Pick it up —

  SIVA

  Don’t hit it!

  Hortense stands facing the audience.

  HORTENSE

  — On a dark night —

  FLORENCE

  — At the edge of the wood —

  SIVA

  Oh God!

  FLORENCE

  And in between?

  Hortense leaves the bed and comes to the footlights and stares at the audience. She smiles.

  HORTENSE

  It looks like the sun.

  FLORENCE

  What does the sun look like?

  HORTENSE

  Round, a sort of yellow.

  Florence looks up at the see-saw roof above her head.

  FLORENCE

  They usually give you more time.

  The Moor and Dionysus speak at opposite ends of the see-saw.

  THE MOOR

  — You’re my wife — ?

  DIONYSUS

  — You’re my child — ?

  Siva, perched on the raised edge of the first floor, right, looks down through the hole of the old flue-pipe in the central partition as if to try to see Anderson.

  SIVA

  Hullo —

  ANDERSON

  Hullo —

  SIVA

  I wondered if you remembered me —

  ANDERSON

  — Oh yes I loved only you, you see —

  Siva speaks looking at the audience —

  SIVA

  — I never loved anyone else in my life —

  The Moor looks round the left bottom edge of the first floor as if to try to find something to wedge it with. He sees Florence.

  THE MOOR

  Hullo —

  FLORENCE

  Hullo —

  THE MOOR

  I was afraid you might not remember me.

  Florence smiles. They seem to quote —

  FLORENCE

  — You’ve got the money —

  THE MOOR

  — You’ve got the child —

  FLORENCE

  — Then run —

  THE MOOR

  — I can’t —

  FLORENCE

  — Why not —

  THE MOOR

  — Arthritis.

  Florence drags Anderson’s stove and helps the Moor to use it to wedge the left-hand edge of the floor with.

  In the meantime Anderson holds down the edge of the see-saw with difficulty.

  SIVA

  — Now you see it —

  ANDERSON

  — Now you don’t —

  Dionysus is perched with Siva at the top end of the first floor on the right, facing the audience.

  DIONYSUS

  Good God, are we t
alking about —

  HORTENSE

  The people in the valley?

  Hortense, at the front of the stage, and Dionysus are both staring out over the audience.

  HORTENSE

  Hullo —

  DIONYSUS

  Hullo —

  HORTENSE

  And where were you?

  DIONYSUS

  In the pub.

  HORTENSE

  And was I left with an only child to bring up —

  Siva leans over the right-hand edge of the first floor, trying to see down into the room below.

  SIVA

  It’s a boy.

  ANDERSON

  It’s a girl.

  SIVA

  Has it really got three heads?

  Siva looks at the audience.

  The Moor and Anderson, with Florence’s help, have succeeded in wedging, with Anderson’s stove and bed and so on, the lower end, left, of the first floor. They step back from it gingerly.

  THE MOOR

  — Huts, watchtowers —

  FLORENCE

  — Ladies and gentlemen on the grass —

  Hortense stands looking out over the audience.

  HORTENSE

  But if this part of it was never used —

  DIONYSUS

  Throw it over —

  THE MOOR

  Is it meant to be?

  Anderson has been looking on the ground along the footlights at the front. He seems to quote —

  ANDERSON

  — Oh you are an old fraud. I’m sure you’re frightfully good at it really —

  Then he goes and looks along the wall at the back.

  The others are all now looking at the audience.

  FLORENCE

  We go down there —

  Anderson speaks from the back.

  ANDERSON

  Come up here —

  SIVA

  What happens if I get squashed?

  THE MOOR

  You won’t —

  FLORENCE

  It’s open at both ends —

  HORTENSE

  And in the middle?

  Anderson seems to have found what he is looking for on the ground floor on the right. He bends down.

  DIONYSUS

  A little room —

  ANDERSON

  Just behind the eyes —

  Anderson looks at the audience.

  Florence begins looking along the ground at the footlights at the front.

  Siva watches her.

  SIVA

  Oi!

  HORTENSE

  Oi?

  SIVA

  — There’s a boy down there on the wire!

  FLORENCE

  — There’s a child, in its pram, at the airport —

  Hortense speaks, looking at the audience.

  HORTENSE

  Will you look after it?

  ANDERSON

  It’ll survive?

  Anderson comes to the footlights and stands by the Moor looking over.

  THE MOOR

  It goes down there —

  Florence has now moved to the back wall on the left. She gets down on her hands and knees.

  FLORENCE

  Comes up here —

  DIONYSUS

  I thought it was a baby —

  THE MOOR

  No, it’s seeds —

  SIVA

  Isn’t that a baby?

  HORTENSE

  If they look after it.

  They all, except Florence, look at the audience.

  ANDERSON

  But if we go all over them —

  SIVA

  They’ll kill us?

  Florence seems to have found what she is looking for at the ground floor at the back She seems to draw a bolt. Then she turns to the audience, crouching.

  DIONYSUS

  Say it’s a tomb —

  THE MOOR

  It’s a laboratory.

  Florence comes to the front of the structure, treading carefully. She stamps on the ground.

  ANDERSON

  Huts, watchtowers —

  HORTENSE

  Ladies and gentlemen on the grass.

  Siva speaks from her perch on the top right of the old first floor.

  SIVA

  What’s holding it?

  ANDERSON

  You’d better jump.

  Florence speaks to Anderson.

  FLORENCE

  You took the pin out?

  The Moor watches the audience.

  THE MOOR

  Your hands and feet on the ground. Your body on the ceiling —

  They wait.

  After a time Hortense looks up at Dionysus.

  DIONYSUS

  Did you stay with me, for ever, in that monastery — ?

  HORTENSE

  We were married —

  The Moor speaks to Florence —

  THE MOOR

  Weren’t we?

  Florence is looking over the footlights.

  FLORENCE

  Children see by what they learn —

  Anderson goes to the back wall again and feels on the floor on the right.

  SIVA

  One or two —

  DIONYSUS

  Get through —

  HORTENSE

  And the rest?

  FLORENCE

  The people in the valley?

  THE MOOR

  Are buried —

  DIONYSUS

  Beneath the tree —

  HORTENSE

  And grow —

  SIVA

  One or two —

  Anderson straightens and comes forward on the right, gingerly.

  FLORENCE

  Now you see it —

  ANDERSON

  Don’t you?

  Anderson stamps with his foot at the front of the stage. They wait.

  FLORENCE

  You got it?

  Florence and Anderson seem to be making slight forward-and-back movements as if to test, facing the audience, whether the stage might be balanced on a left-to-right axis at the very front of the stage — against the counterweight of the auditorium.

  HORTENSE

  How will I recognise you —

  SIVA

  In that great big room?

  ANDERSON

  With your head in your hands —

  FLORENCE

  And just behind your eyes —

  THE MOOR

  No curtain!

  DIONYSUS

  Customs —

  HORTENSE

  An avalanche!

  The to-and-fro movements that Florence and Anderson are making seem to be having no effect.

  SIVA

  Hold it in your arms —

  HORTENSE

  Is it crying?

  Siva moves along to the front edge of the raised first floor. She stretches her hands down as if to Anderson. The Moor looks up at her.

  ANDERSON

  But if we don’t hurt them —

  FLORENCE

  You think they’ll keep us?

  She and Anderson go again to the wall at the back, left and right. They look on the ground there.

  SIVA

  Look —

  DIONYSUS

  Isn’t it sweet —

  THE MOOR

  It can fly then?

  Siva straightens. She and the Moor look out over the audience.

  Anderson comes from the back, right. He stops halfway between the back wall and the footlights and he rocks, one foot in front of the other, as if to see whether there might be any movement in the stage.

  Florence is watching him from the back, left.

  FLORENCE

  Try it now —

  ANDERSON

  One over the top —

  HORTENSE

  They go down —

  SIVA

  We go over.

  Dionysus has edged forwards, with Siva, to the very front of the top left of the old first fl
oor. He looks down at Hortense.

  DIONYSUS

  Oh my darling —

  THE MOOR

  Oopsadaisy!

  Anderson speaks facing the audience.

  ANDERSON

  Do they see —

  Hortense speaks in a matter-of-fact voice facing the front —

  HORTENSE

  — You didn’t really sleep with her —

  DIONYSUS

  Didn’t you?

  Florence straightens, back left, and stands there gingerly.

  SIVA

  — Was that really a bomb in your pocket —

  ANDERSON

  Wasn’t it?

  Hortense and the Moor, at the footlights, are now making slight forward-and-back movements, facing the audience, as if to see whether the stage-and-auditorium might pivot on the axis along the footlights.

  FLORENCE

  Didn’t we have children —

 

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