ELDERLY WOMAN’S VOICE When you come home there will be such a welcome for you. Everyone is waiting for you. They’re all waiting for you. They’re all waiting to see you.

Lights up. The Sergeant comes in.

SERGEANT What joker?

Blackout.

3

VOICE IN THE DARKNESS

SERGEANT’S VOICE Who’s that fucking woman? What’s that fucking woman doing here? Who let that fucking woman through that fucking door?

SECOND GUARD’S VOICE She’s his wife.

Lights up.

A corridor.

A HOODED MAN held up by the Guard and the Sergeant.

The Young Woman at a distance from them, staring at them.

SERGEANT What is this, a reception for Lady Duck Muck? Where’s the bloody Babycham? Who’s got the bloody Babycham for Lady Duck Muck?

He goes to the Young Woman.

SERGEANT (cont.) Hello, miss. Sorry. A bit of a breakdown in administration, I’m afraid. They’ve sent you through the wrong door. Unbelievable. Someone’ll be done for this. Anyway, in the meantime, what can I do for you, dear lady, as they used to say in the movies?

Lights to half. The figures are still.

Voices over:

MAN’S VOICE I watch you sleep. And then your eyes open. You look up at me above you and smile.

YOUNG WOMAN’S VOICE You smile. When my eyes open I see you above me and smile.

MAN’S VOICE We are out on a lake.

YOUNG WOMAN’S VOICE It is spring.

MAN’S VOICE I hold you. I warm you.

YOUNG WOMAN’S VOICE When my eyes open I see you above me and smile.

Lights up. The Hooded Man collapses. The Young Woman screams.

YOUNG WOMAN Charley!

The Sergeant clicks his fingers. The Guard drags the Man off.

SERGEANT Yes, you’ve come in the wrong door. It must be the computer. The computer’s got a double hernia. But I’ll tell you what—if you want any information on any aspect of life in this place, we’ve got a bloke comes into the office every Tuesday week, except when it rains. He’s right on top of his chosen subject. Give him a tinkle one of these days and he’ll see you all right. His name is Dokes. Joseph Dokes.

YOUNG WOMAN Can I fuck him? If I fuck him, will everything be all right?

SERGEANT Sure. No problem.

YOUNG WOMAN Thank you.

Blackout.

4

VISITORS ROOM

Guard. Elderly Woman. Prisoner.

Silence.

The Prisoner has blood on his face. He sits trembling. The Woman is still. The Guard is looking out of a window. He turns to look at them both.

GUARD Oh, I forgot to tell you. They’ve changed the rules. She can speak. She can speak in her own language. Until further notice.

PRISONER She can speak?

GUARD Yes. Until further notice. New rules.

Pause.

PRISONER Mother, you can speak.

Pause.