Play act one scene one

Two characters sit at a small kitchen type table.
One has a pot of Robinson's Strwberry jam in hand.
A- (Waving the pot around) "Yes it's a sihame isn't it ?
They go too far these people. .They want to get rid of the
golly-wog from the jam. .Its a traditional thing. .( puts the
jar down sadly) . .They say it's sexist or something.     . ,
B- (Puckered lips fixxed gaze springs into action ) " Yes,
These people are going too far. .Them cornflakes you saw '
it as well did'nt you. .they've taken off the bar code. .that
lovely black and white sripe they used to display, .demise
of all that is good in this country I mean where will they

stop. ? "

figures freeze as the lights go down.

Two characters sit around the kitchen type table B has a

newspaper in his/her hand
B- ( Waving the newspaper around to punctuate points.)

" Thats absolutely right the body is destroyed but the mind

is free."
A (Taps the potorf? Robinson's strawberry jam absently)

" You know thats just it. .the other day I saw a man when I
was by the motoway. .He had dropped his newspaper the
day it was wind.. . .AS he was crossing the road. .He looked
a normal kind of chap One who you'd meet in a pub. or in an   ||'
office working. .He was running all over the road try'ng to ga.- ^

-ther up the lost pages of the paper, .they were scattered all  [
over the place. I saw some of them go down to the motoway   ?
and then he began to follow them.I got a lift just after that.
But I could be sure that he had gone down there to get the
very last page. .1 mean to say what is the price of proooQan-

-da these days . .that someone risk,. . 25p . .what is the prce . ?
B. ( Dusting doiwn the'r face w'th a clumsy wooden spoon)
Weell. you know what they say ? don't you ? what is it again

? ah " as. difficult as. . .Hitchik'ng in Hungerford ".
A. . ( Tak'ng the paper from B other hand) "You koow what they
said in here today. . ?    They want to plant bombs in the opera

houses and the theatres and super markets. ."

B.." Bombs . .who do . .the government ? "
A " No silly .. the loony lot. .they threatened to plant " Mind

bombs" in the opera houses. .Machines that look like a breif

-cases.. and its planted by some one dressed like a buss- *
iness man, .don't know what they wear these days been ages
. .But any how . .they plant this bomb. .a brief case with a
tape machine in it. .in the theatre, .they walk out slowly as
if they are going to the toilet or something and the tape begins
to play.. rigged through an amplifier, .hid'ous sounds, .screa-

-ming corpses . .people starving calling foe food,.They say   •

sounds of these kinds could kill the upper classes. .Shame

is'nt it. . .Well its trad't'onal. . ( Puts the paper down sadly)

.. .They say its racsist or something. "

The arm chair at the back of the stage comes to life as

someone ligths a pipe and smoke comes out. .they halffl sing

half talk.. ,

" . .going to sleepp without dosing your blue eyes.. "

Arm chair back to aud'ence.

B. " Oh you can shut up too. . always the same with you "

A ( butting in ) " Yes shut uo you we've had enougth of-

you ..who-asked you anyhow."

B. (Getting up from the chair with the pot of jam weeded

as a knife.) " Be quiet, .we can't stand anymore of your

talk.. .You hear-. ? / ( Silience at the chair as a ouff of red

smoke spirals qd wards.)

A.( slams dowm the wooden spoon and folds arms)

Sil'ence'-at the table as they watch the smoke soiral up with

extreme hatred :     .

End of s;cene one.




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