Medea
Female | 40s | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 21
Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer
EXTRACT: Give me a hair and a fingernail and I will curse you, Jason. Something with your sweat and I will curse you. Everything you have done to me, come back to haunt you ten times bigger. I want you to feel empty. The kind of emptiness I feel without you. I want you to wake up every morning and feel a part of you is missing. I want you to search and everywhere you look to see me… whenever you close your eyes to see me. Let the spirits hear me curse… let everything you love hurt you.
Medea
Female | Age unspecified | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 61
Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer
EXTRACT: I am not frightened of you. I have faced everything I fear and defeated it. You think you are a match for me? The day has finally come... and today... I will vanquish you. Today... Jason and I will no longer run. And you will feel the sharpened edge of a mother's love and a wife's loyalty. I can feel you, I can hear you coming. I am ready for you. Hear me... I am ready for you. Come out and face me. Face me!
Chorus
Gender unspecified | Age unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 65
Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer
EXTRACT: It's like that story that gets whispered in the corner 'cause no one wants to come out with it and say, 'Things have got to change'. No one wants to say, 'The grog's got to stop, the violence has got to stop, what we do to this country has got to stop'. Like being a warrior means being angry. But maybe being a warrior means being strong, knowing right from wrong and doing something about it. But tonight you're witness, judge and jury... and we are the storytellers. It's one person's story but somehow it's about everyone.
Contains coarse languageJason
Male | Age unspecified | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 75
Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer
EXTRACT: I'm staring into the back of my father's head and I look up. The sun's burning the back of my eyes... I look back down... and I see my father's face... He's now facing me... there's anger in his eyes... I turn around to face the other direction and see the empty alley stretching out to the horizon and I realise I have to lead the line... I have to take the first step in the new direction but I can't...