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Chapters (8)
  1. Cover Page
  2. SOME EXPLICIT POLAROIDS
  3. SOME EXPLICIT POLAROIDS
  4. OUT OF JOINT AUTUMN TOUR 1999
  5. Out of Joint’s Productions
  6. SOME EXPLICIT POLAROIDS
  7. OUT OF JOINT EDUCATION
  8. Scene One

Victor Fucking selfish fucking bastard. What about me? Make me suffer like this. This is not what you were supposed to do. Supposed to make me happy. Not make me suffer. I don’t want to feel this. Fuck. Fuck.

Victor hits the body. Several more times. Moves away.

Tim Well, I don’t think that’s going to get you anywhere is it?

Victor It’s what I feel.

Tim Even Lazarus didn’t respond well to fists.

Victor I’m not talking to you fucking bastard.

Tim And I certainly ain’t a-coming back just because you get butch on me.

Victor Don’t want you back.

Tim Not even a little bit?

Victor I don’t want some fucking bastard who can’t even take his fucking pills.

Tim I didn’t want to live.

Victor But I wanted –

Tim Fuck that. I wasn’t going to be miserable just so you wouldn’t feel alone.

Victor I’m not going to be alone. I find someone. Someone healthy. Someone who wants to live.

Tim Yeah?

Victor Yes. Wasted my time with you when I could have been with someone else.

Tim Well go on then. Fuck off out of here. Start looking now. Good place to start. Doctors. Nurses. Porters.

Victor No.

Tim I don’t want you in here disturbing my eternal fucking rest,

Victor You’ll be gone in an hour. Wheeled away. Into the morgue.

Tim Which is where I want to be.

Victor Then good. Good. Fuck. I love you.

Tim I know you do.

Victor Please say you love me. I don’t care whether it’s true or not. I don’t care whether you are lying to me. Please. I just want you to say it.

Tim You don’t care if it’s true?

Victor A lie is okay. So long as I hear it.

Tim That’s… pathetic.

Victor I know.

Tim I love you.

Victor Thank you.

Tim When you … I don’t know if this is just me … I know when you’re hanged you’re supposed to … but I’ve … maybe it’s rigor mortis or … but I’ve … come here.

Victor No.

Tim Don’t be disgusted. I know I must be disgusting.

Victor It’s not that. I loved you. You could never be disgusting to me.

Tim So don’t give up on me now baby. Touch my face. Please. There. How does it feel?

Victor Cold.

Tim I thought it would do. Touch my heart. And now? What do you feel now?

Victor Colder. No heart beat.

Tim Only to be expected. Listen. I want to say sorry. I wish I could have kept going for you. I wish I could have done that. But I didn’t know who I was anymore. Suddenly I was nobody. When you’re ‘Person Who Is Dying’ and they take that away from you then you’re ‘Person Who … Blank, Blank, Blank.’ Nadia talks a load of bollocks doesn’t she?

Victor Nadia loves you also.

Tim Yes. I suppose she does. Move your hand down.

Victor No. I can’t.