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HER

Female | Age unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 61

EXTRACT: Writer’s Note: SHE has just returned home after getting a big promotion. With great excitement and joy she tells HIM an elaborate story of how her colleagues tricked her in to believing she didn’t win the promotion. Her mind, racing with excitement, becomes muddled and confused when he interrupts her, and she begins the story again as if for the first time. At this point in the play her dementia is undiagnosed. In previous scenes he has started to notice that something is not quite right with her, and by the end of this scene his worst fears gain traction. She had been pushing these incidents to the corners of her mind, but now simple forgetfulness crystallises into the unspeakable. There is no going back. All scenes which follow are post-diagnosis. "I got it! I got it! I fucking got it! It's me! I'm the one—I'm the winner! Chicken dinner. (fast) Persecution! They did this whole thing. This whole elaborate thing, where they all—they must have planned it for ages—it was so ... well-executed, fucking sneaky and smart, really smart, like me-smart, but even better fuck them. Fuck these smart colleaguey-fuck-bags. I was touched though, really touched, that someone—no lots of them—no fucking all of them would go to so much trouble to shit on me before the sunshine!"

Contains coarse language
Contains adult themes