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25

DR JENNING: And if it happens again, come back and see me and 
we'll consider other possibilities. 

(Light change as CYNTHIA and the DOCTOR exit and 
the MOTHER moves behind the screen.) 

SCENE 6: 

Behind a backlit screen the MOTHER is sitting at the table 
eating dinner. The outlines are silhouetted on the screen as 
if on the curtain of a window at night. 

A door opens and closes and the STEPFATHER enters with a 
slightly drunken gait and throws a coat over the back of a 
chair. 

The MOTHER rises and makes a move towards him but stops before 
she reaches him. 

He meets her gaze and holds his arms out. 

STEPFATHER: (aggressively) Hi, honey, I'm home. (pause) 
Where's my kiss? 

MOTHER: You told me you weren't going to spend all night 
at the pub anymore. 

STEPFATHER: Ah, come on. Once in a while doesn't hurt. Where 
are the girls? 

MOTHER: In bed, it's eleven thirty. And it's not once in 
a while. It's been every day this week! You told 
me you weren't gonna do it anymore. I can't cope 
with this anymore, I feel like I'm being pulled in 
ten different directions at once. I've had a 
terrible day, thanks very much for asking, and I'd 
just like a bit of support right now. Why can't 
we talk about things anymore, instead of you going 
off on your own or with your mates to I don't know 
where and spending money I earned on my knees 
cleaning other peoples houses and keeping 
everything to yourself so I feel guilty about 
telling you how I feel. I know you're going 
through a tough time right now but I am too - we 
can help each other. I may be getting paranoid 
but lately I feel like you've been shutting me 
out. You hardly even touch me anymore for 
Christ's sake! (pause) You're not the same man I 
married two short months ago. 

STEPFATHER: (pause) You know, you're right. I've been 
selfish. I'm sorry. 

MOTHER: Well, show me how sorry you are, prove it. Anyone 
can say they're sorry. Show me. 





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