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Luckily, none of us were precious enough about our work to demand it was left in the final
script. I fully admit that there were disagreements about some of things e wrote but, as

mentioned, time settled the debates for us.

We had to perform the play, though we were able to use the scripts if we wished.
Some people did but a lot of dialogue was ad-libbed, jumbled around or missed out

completely. I noticed this particularly in the scenes I was in but it happened elsewhere too.

However we had drafted each scene, gotten to know each character and relived those

moments enough times that we knew what would sound right and could meet these new

lines with an appropriate response. Even if these new moments were only scripted inside
our minds, at least it was another piece of collaboration - we did not all write the characters

we portrayed. The writer writes and the actor acts.

Telling

The housing officer, Harriet is sitting in her office. Shane and Kirsty are sitting
separately on a park bench.

Harriet I had two kids in here the other day. They were so young and they

looked so innocent! He was a real nice looking kid, looked like a movie
star, fresh-faced with cute dimples. He said he was eighteen but I

knew he was still wet behind the ears. And that girl with him! She
looked like an angel, the prettiest little thing I ever saw! She looked so

virginal but she was nearly four months pregnant! And they were
homeless!

I was so sarcastic to them because I was out of my scull! But there

was something about them! Something really genuine! But I couldn’t
help them! Because we’ve got NO STOCK!

Kirsty and Shane stand and face each other

Shane Is it mine?

Kirsty Yes, the baby’s yours. Whose else would it be?

Shane Who’ve you been messing around with? PAUSE
Is it Deano’s?