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thumps STEPHEN.
STEPHEN. Iâm not threatening â ( Fends off her thump. )
I am serious.
SADHBH thumps him again.
Hit me again and Iâll hit you back.
STEPHEN stops SADHBH.
He holds down her arms.
Iâll finally be in a decent financial situation.
We could think about a home not an apartment.
Having a family â
Six months together is what / we need.
SADHBH. Itâs still six months in China taking dirty money.
STEPHEN. For fuckâs sake, Sadhbh â grow up!
These are our lives! Our lives.
We either spend them apart â
SADHBH. Iâll think.
STEPHEN. â or together â not this in-between.
SADHBH. Iâll think. Iâll think.
STEPHEN. I need more than that. I need an answer.
Before I get on the plane tonight.
Silence. SADHBH looks away.
STEPHEN gets up and gets a glass of water. He drinks a little.
He takes off his jacket and opens the top buttons on his shirt.
He runs his hand across the back of his neck â the heat starting to get to him.
SADHBH. Whatâs your start date?
STEPHEN. Six weeksâ time.
SADHBH gets up and moves away. She experiences a wave of nausea.
She gets a glass of water.
Dicky tummy still?
SADHBH. I need to eat â but I canât face food.
SADHBH breaks down and cries.
STEPHEN. Hey.
He moves to SADHBH and puts his arms around her.
Darling â youâre just tired.
He holds her tightly.
Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry.
Pressure, pressure, eh?
SADHBH. Obviously I wouldnât be able to come for the first month â
I could probably get a leave of absence for the rest of the time. Of course I could.
STEPHEN. I could live with that.
SADHBH. Are you absolutely serious?
Yes.
STEPHEN. Why was that easier than I / thought it would be?
He puts his arms around her.
SADHBH. Just shut up.
Oh, you smelt so sweet when you arrived.
STEPHEN. I smell of vomit?
SADHBH. Maybe â a little splash.
INNOCENT enters with tea. He stops for a moment, not knowing whether to turn and leave the room or deliver the tea.
STEPHEN. Come in, Innocent.
INNOCENT. Of course, Papa.
INNOCENT puts the tea things in front of SADHBH.
Désirez-vous du thé, Papa?
STEPHEN. Plus tard, peut-être, Innocent. Thank you.
( To SADHBH) I need to freshen up. Two minutes.
He leaves the room.
INNOCENT. Madame?
SADHBH. Thank you, Innocent.
INNOCENT. Madame est fatiguée. Madame doit aller se coucher.
SADHBH. Thank you. Câest une bonne idée.
INNOCENT. Câest la chaleur. Il fait très lourd. En tout cas â it will rain tonight.
INNOCENT pours SADHBH some tea. INNOCENT hands her the cup. He starts to tidy up.
Please, madame.
SADHBH sips some tea and lies back on the sofa. INNOCENT cleans.
Three
That night. Same space.
MATHILDE enters. SADHBH is resting.
MATHILDE. Youâre in the dark too.
SADHBH. Power cut.
I can give you some candles to take to your room.
SADHBH lights a lamp.
MATHILDE. Iâm wondering if â
SADBH. Yeah?
MATHILDE. Someone can? A friend â
SADHBH. The guy you were giving mouth-to-mouth last night?
MATHILDE. Itâs my fault Vin missed his trip.
SADHBH. You tied him up? Forced him to drink a bottle of whiskey?
MATHILDE. Ah, okay. And weâre going to Masisi and he needs to go â
SADHBH. Tell him to meet here at 7:45 tomorrow morning. Janvier is arriving at 8.
MATHILDE. Oh, thank you.
SADHBH. Are you still hanging?
MATHILDE. What is âhangingâ?
SADHBH. Do you still feel shite?
MATHILDE. Very, very shite. Yes.
You?
SADHBH. Sick as a dog.
Terrible nausea. All day.
MATHILDE. Poor you.
And Stephen? He caught his flight.
SADHBH. Yeah. Heâs gone.
MATHILDE. Ah â Iâm sorry for that.
SADHBH shrugs.
SADHBH. This is not a good job for relationships.
MATHILDE. I have noticed in our programme â no one has kids. Most women are single.
SADHBH. Not everyone wants â la vie bourgeoise â!
MATHILDE. But
STEPHEN. Iâm not threatening â ( Fends off her thump. )
I am serious.
SADHBH thumps him again.
Hit me again and Iâll hit you back.
STEPHEN stops SADHBH.
He holds down her arms.
Iâll finally be in a decent financial situation.
We could think about a home not an apartment.
Having a family â
Six months together is what / we need.
SADHBH. Itâs still six months in China taking dirty money.
STEPHEN. For fuckâs sake, Sadhbh â grow up!
These are our lives! Our lives.
We either spend them apart â
SADHBH. Iâll think.
STEPHEN. â or together â not this in-between.
SADHBH. Iâll think. Iâll think.
STEPHEN. I need more than that. I need an answer.
Before I get on the plane tonight.
Silence. SADHBH looks away.
STEPHEN gets up and gets a glass of water. He drinks a little.
He takes off his jacket and opens the top buttons on his shirt.
He runs his hand across the back of his neck â the heat starting to get to him.
SADHBH. Whatâs your start date?
STEPHEN. Six weeksâ time.
SADHBH gets up and moves away. She experiences a wave of nausea.
She gets a glass of water.
Dicky tummy still?
SADHBH. I need to eat â but I canât face food.
SADHBH breaks down and cries.
STEPHEN. Hey.
He moves to SADHBH and puts his arms around her.
Darling â youâre just tired.
He holds her tightly.
Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry.
Pressure, pressure, eh?
SADHBH. Obviously I wouldnât be able to come for the first month â
I could probably get a leave of absence for the rest of the time. Of course I could.
STEPHEN. I could live with that.
SADHBH. Are you absolutely serious?
Yes.
STEPHEN. Why was that easier than I / thought it would be?
He puts his arms around her.
SADHBH. Just shut up.
Oh, you smelt so sweet when you arrived.
STEPHEN. I smell of vomit?
SADHBH. Maybe â a little splash.
INNOCENT enters with tea. He stops for a moment, not knowing whether to turn and leave the room or deliver the tea.
STEPHEN. Come in, Innocent.
INNOCENT. Of course, Papa.
INNOCENT puts the tea things in front of SADHBH.
Désirez-vous du thé, Papa?
STEPHEN. Plus tard, peut-être, Innocent. Thank you.
( To SADHBH) I need to freshen up. Two minutes.
He leaves the room.
INNOCENT. Madame?
SADHBH. Thank you, Innocent.
INNOCENT. Madame est fatiguée. Madame doit aller se coucher.
SADHBH. Thank you. Câest une bonne idée.
INNOCENT. Câest la chaleur. Il fait très lourd. En tout cas â it will rain tonight.
INNOCENT pours SADHBH some tea. INNOCENT hands her the cup. He starts to tidy up.
Please, madame.
SADHBH sips some tea and lies back on the sofa. INNOCENT cleans.
Three
That night. Same space.
MATHILDE enters. SADHBH is resting.
MATHILDE. Youâre in the dark too.
SADHBH. Power cut.
I can give you some candles to take to your room.
SADHBH lights a lamp.
MATHILDE. Iâm wondering if â
SADBH. Yeah?
MATHILDE. Someone can? A friend â
SADHBH. The guy you were giving mouth-to-mouth last night?
MATHILDE. Itâs my fault Vin missed his trip.
SADHBH. You tied him up? Forced him to drink a bottle of whiskey?
MATHILDE. Ah, okay. And weâre going to Masisi and he needs to go â
SADHBH. Tell him to meet here at 7:45 tomorrow morning. Janvier is arriving at 8.
MATHILDE. Oh, thank you.
SADHBH. Are you still hanging?
MATHILDE. What is âhangingâ?
SADHBH. Do you still feel shite?
MATHILDE. Very, very shite. Yes.
You?
SADHBH. Sick as a dog.
Terrible nausea. All day.
MATHILDE. Poor you.
And Stephen? He caught his flight.
SADHBH. Yeah. Heâs gone.
MATHILDE. Ah â Iâm sorry for that.
SADHBH shrugs.
SADHBH. This is not a good job for relationships.
MATHILDE. I have noticed in our programme â no one has kids. Most women are single.
SADHBH. Not everyone wants â la vie bourgeoise â!
MATHILDE. But
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