MONOLOGUE- Prison meeting room

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MONOLOGUE- Prison meeting room                                                                            

Young woman is sitting on a plastic chair behind a table.

Its one of those ‘I hate to say I told you so’ situations. I know, you warned me about him. You warned me about him till you were blue in the face. But, you know, in some ways that made it all the more exciting, gave him some mystery. You were the one who introduced him to me, the night we went to The Fleece and Furkin, to watch King Adora. You remember? He bought me a vodka and orange, and he called it a screwdriver. I’d never heard it called a screwdriver before. And he was so charming. You thought it too, you thought he was charming. But I guess you knew him, you knew more than I wanted to know. I was very stubborn then, liked to form my own opinions, you know me. I’m sorry, I really am. I thought you were jealous, because he was so charming. Secretly, it sounds petty but, well I thought you wanted him.

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Pause (looks down at her hands)

When we were all about to go you went to the toilet, and we were alone together. I never told you this, well I don’t think I did. He told me I was beautiful. He leant over to me and whispered in my ear. His breath was all warm and alcoholic and he said “Becky, you’re beautiful”. I don’t hold it against you, but when you came back…the moment was ruined. And at the time I was so annoyed at you. You know, I did have change for the taxi, but I ...

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