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WIP for Quarantine: Day #8

  • Writer: Shawna Chia
    Shawna Chia
  • May 1, 2020
  • 2 min read

Updated: May 13, 2020


Quarantine the play will be posted on here for public feedback and review as Euginia writes for the next few weeks. 
The Google Doc can also be accessed here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1eKNAeAFOjgluewXPGfNissWO6meg5p6VKgsfFxZq_pk/edit?usp=sharing


Quarantine

A daughter attempts to negotiate a murder on her mother during their time of quarantine.

Mother

Daughter

Scene 1

(continued from previous entry)


Mother freezes in fear.

Daughter: Don’t. Move.

Mother: I…

Daughter: Don’t say anything!

Beat.

Mother: Look, just calm down. Take breaths. They… They said this would happen, didn’t they? This is… this is normal!

Daughter: No, this is not normal, you bitch! I’ve wanted to kill you the earliest chance I could!

Mother: Well… Well why didn’t you then?

Beat.

Mother: (getting a bit more bold) If you were really so sure about it, why didn’t you just –

Daughter: Shut up, right now!

Mother: Okay. Okay.

Daughter slowly releases her grip. Mother quickly backs to another corner.

Daughter: (gestures to knife) I’m not putting this down. Don’t, make any sound.

Mother: You crazy bitch!

Daughter advances towards Mother with the knife.

Mother: I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Don’t… Please….


Mother begins to cry.

Daughter: So you do have some feelings.

Beat.

Daughter: In that cold, white body.

Mother: I have to stop. My mucus will drip all over me, and I will make a mess, they said… we can’t make a mess now… I have to stop, I have to stop…

Daughter: Why is it always about making a mess with you! Just…

Beat.

Daughter: (resigned) Can’t you just leave it? I know they said it… But…

Mother: We have to stay alive. We have to stay alive.

Mother calms herself.

Mother: We have to stay alive.

Daughter: No, we don’t have to do anything!

Mother: No, we have to.

Daughter: Who says?

Beat.

Mother: We just have to. It’s wrong to die now. It’s bad.

Beat.

Daughter: It… It’s our choice…

Mother: People are dying everywhere! Without a choice! We have. To stay. Alive.

Beat.

Mother: It’s the right thing to do.



 
 
 

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