Devised Piece
Ellie and Nicole are
on the stair case that is central back of the stage, they are sitting towards
stage right side and the left side of the staircase has various cooking books
and neatly folded shirts on it. Both Ellie and Nicole look straight out into
the audience with an extremely fake and almost scary smile on their face, both
hands are resting on their knees which a closed together. When speaking as the
women they have an overly enthusiastic and sweet tone to their voice.
Ellie: I went to
the shops today!
Nicole: Got
you’re favourite- Apple Pie!
Ellie: Apple
Crumble!
Nicole: With ice
cream!
Ellie: With
custard!
Both: Or both!
Nicole: Oh and I
cleaned your shirts with that fabric softener you like.
Ellie: All
steamed and pressed- just the way you like it.
Dread comes over
Nicole’s face and Ellie has aggression. There is silence for a moment.
Nicole: I know
how you like that- Meanwhile Ellie has
transformed to the male character and her hand creeps down to Nicole’s chest.
Nicole: Not now brushes him away and slides over to the left
of the staircase picking up the shirts that were there and patting away any
creases on her lap.
Nicole: I
polished the house from tip to toe!
Ellie: Oh and I
made you a coffee and walnut cake.
Both: MMM yum
yum!
Ellie: Just for
you sweet heart!
Nicole: Just for
you!
Ellie adapts male
character again and pulls my chin so my head is twisted towards her.
Ellie: Just for
me…
Nicole: I said
no. Not now. Moves toward the right side
of the staircase while she pushes him away.
Ellie: Oh put the
shopping away! Pushes Nicole forward and
then flicks out her arms to mimic the carrying of shopping.
Nicole: I’m sorry
I love you …
Ellie: Forcefully grabbing her by the hair pulls
her back up straight. Stupid Biiittcchh shouts
and throws Nicole to the floor.
When she then crawls onto the bed to change
the time period.
Nicole/Cheryl, Ellie/Sarah, Liberty/Lily, Beth/Lisa.
Cheryl is on the floor
hunting under the mattress for her GHD’s while Sarah sits on the stairs texting
she is relaxed and not worried about getting ready like the others.
Cheryl: Oh fuckty
fucking fuck! Where the flip are they, I deffo brought them.
Sarah: Doesn’t look up from her phone. Hmm Are you sure- I know what you’re like.
Cheryl: Oi Lily! Calls to the offstage bathroom I deffo put
my GHD’s in my bag didn’t I??
Lily enters from stage
left looking very glam and ready for her evening out she has a smirk on her
face and in her right hand holds the GHD’s.
Lily: (mimics Cheryl) You deffo did! Thanks
babe.
Hands over the GHD’s.
Cheryl: Bloody
hell! You look fricking insane. On the pull tonight are we??
Lily: With a cheeky smile Mayyyybbee. She turns to sit with Sarah on the stairs
who is still distracted with her phone.
Lisa enters from stage
left too with a towel wrapped around her head and a bath robe on.
Lisa: Who knows
what the night will bring!
Cheryl: Distressed
with a comb daggling in her hair. Someone seriously needs to help me tackle
this bush.
Lisa: Oh Cheryl it
looks fine embrace the bush.
Lily: You lot
need to get a move on I’m not sitting her for another three hours.
Cheryl: Well
someone get this bloody comb out of my hair then!?
Cheryl grabs Lisa by
the arm and they go over to the mattress and attempt to tackle the ‘bush’ Sarah
ignores this still amused by her phone. Silence for a moment apart from the
occasional ‘ouch’ from Cheryl and ‘sorry’ from Lisa.
Lily looks directly at
Sarah in amazement.
Lily: Sarah…Sarah…
SARAH! It’s nearly quarter to eleven
the taxi is going to be here at eleven-
Sarah’s phone starts
ringing.
Sarah: Oh my god he’s ringing me! Shit. What should
I do- shall I answer it? What if-what if I don’t know what to say to him?
Lily: Sarah- look
at the (gets angrier each time)
Cheryl: There
can’t be much else you can say to him. You haven’t stopped texting him all
night!
Lily: Sarah.
Sarah: Uhh! What
should I do?
Lily: Sarah.
Taxi. 5 MINS.
Lisa: Just answer
it Sarah.
Lily: HEELLLLOO.
You need to get ready.
Sarah: But what
if I say something stupid- I’m not very good at- at speaking.
Cheryl: Chill out
Sez… Give it here I’ll answer.
Sarah goes to hand the
phone over to Cheryl as she’s confused and flustered with the whole situation.
Lisa & Lily:
NO!
Lily pulls the phone away from Sarah and presses the red phone so the
ring tone ends sharply. She pulls a victorious face and chucks the phone on the
mattress. The girls look at her in shock whilst Sarah lets out a little hurt gasp.
Lily: There.
Problem solved. Now will you pleaaase get ready!
Sarah: I can’t
believe you just did that- gooohh! He’s going to hate me now; he’s going to
think that I’m ignoring him. You could’ve at least waited for it to go to
voicemail, that was my plan-
Cheryl is putting on
some killer heels a chucking back vodka shot.
Lily: Oh give it
a rest Sez you acting like a love struck teenager
Sarah: giggling
slightly Shut up!
Lily: He’s
probably only after a shag anyway.
Sarah is hurt by this
comment and turns away from Lily.
Sarah: No he
isn’t.
Lisa: Just
chilllll… the night is young and so are we!
Cheryl: YEAH!
Let’s PARTAAAYY!!
Cheryl and Sarah exit
of stage and call out vulgar comments to the dressed up girls, who gradually as
the musical become louder, become increasingly more drunk and unaware of their
behaviour. Physical theatre evolves us into this transition eventually back to
a 1950’s housewife scene. They remain
collapsed on the floor throughout the 1950’s scene.
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