Heroines of Chaos

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Free script for several actors.

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Dance
Dance

Otakou farmstead as viewed earlier: verandah – DAY. Clearly NOT the original farmstead.

Delbee stands at the front of the stage, to one side.

It's now May twenty-twenty-five. We're at the new homestead in Otakou.

(Delbee remains on stage. Zsófi, Altan, and Yuvan enter, each carrying a bag or suitcase. Zsófi runs up the steps and unlocks the farmhouse door, then turns, and holds out her arms to welcome Yuvan, who trudges toward her. Altan unloads his one bag of belongings.)

Again, time passes, as they settle in to their new life. The girls start university; Altan herds goats on the high pasture, and lives in a yurt there. They all begin to establish a new cherry orchard. The leaves fall. Then snow falls. Then spring again with blossom, leaves. And so time moves onward to the year twenty-twenty-eight.

( SCENE LIGHTING OFF : BLACK-OUT : Black-out)

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Otakou farmstead as before: verandah – DAY.

Tamara, and Zsófi, seated, studying.

We had a lecture on rabbit infestation the other day, Tamara.
Ya know, Zsófi, rabbits are all over the alpine pasture.
Exactly. We'll have to do something.

(Yuvan comes out of the farmhouse.)

You need to get a gun-licence, Zsófi. And we need a secure gun-locker. A small calibre bolt-action rifle with a noise suppressor and a night-scope. Then we can shoot rabbits, and make rabbit stew. Why not? I can teach you to shoot.
I suppose so. It's better than using Pindone poison.

(Yuvan goes in again. Zsófi gets up and goes for a stroll, Tamara follows her.)

... What’s in your assignment, Zsófi?
Eco-commissars. The relationship between the natural world and business. We’re at loggerheads.

(Zsófi clenches both fists, holds them in front of herself, and punches them together.)

It’s more like a runaway train.

(Tamara stops and turns to Zsófi.)

(female)Ya know, Zsófi, I’ve been meanin’ to ask: do you want children?
No!

(Zsófi stops, Tamara walks on a bit, turns and waits.)

What kind of world would they grow up in?

(They walk on together, arm in arm.)

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A band rotunda in a park – DAY

There are various protesters of all ages (mostly offstage), and Tamara onstage. This time the placards and banners read: “NO TO GDP”. Zsófi is on the podium, with a microphone, miming, as she gives a rousing speech.

It's not 1800! It's 2032! There are now eight billion of us. And there are limits to growth! There're limits to the exploitation! We must change the economic system!

(She raises a clenched fist; the crowd likewise, chanting.)

No to GDP! No to GDP!

(A man wearing a facemask, and a bulletproof vest begins taking photos of Zsófi with a telephoto lens.)

(The street protest is over. The protesters disperse. Zsófi strolls toward the exit. A man in business suit, but wearing dark sun-glasses and a surgical facemask bumps into her forcefully. Zsófi staggers under the impact, and falls to the ground. )

Wake up, girl, or you’ll get hit.

(The man walks away. Then two men wearing pig’s head masks, red shirts, and swastika pendants approach. They stroll nonchalantly past Zsófi, who is still lying on the ground. Then they stop and turn around to stand over her.)

(Shaken, Zsófi looks up at them. Wary now, she gets back to her feet, and staggers away.)

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Otakou farmstead as before: verandah – DAY. Summer, post harvest: late afternoon/evening. The French doors are open. A celebration with buffet is laid out. This scene is intended to be memorable light relief in what would otherwise be a somewhat bleak story. The actors should genuinely enjoy some dancing or singing together. Music can be 'from the radio' or live onstage: ideally, east European or asiatic folk music.

Yuvan, Altan, and Sara are sitting at the verandah table waiting.

(Salvadori, a neighbor and bee-keeper, appears on the driveway, Yuvan stands and welcomes him.)

Salvadori! Welcome, welcome to our little celebration. I'm glad you could make it. How're your bees? How's your orchard? How's the family?

(Zsófi and Tamara come out of the farmhouse, dressed to party, but each also wearing a square academic cap. Everone else stands and applauds.)

Hurrah! Hurrah!

(Zsófi and Tamara toss their caps in the air. Yuvan exaggeratedly bows to Zsófi.)

Zsófi Kovács.: Master of Ecology

(All applaud. Yuvan bows to Tamara.)

Tamara Ivaskow: Master of Horticulture.

(All applaud. Yuvan is close to tears.)

I am so proud, so proud of you both.

(SOUND: Traditional village dance music. All dance some kind of simple village line dance. Smiles and joy.)

(Eventually, Yuvan and Sara wander off into the house. Zsófi then looks at Salvadori, steps up to face Tamara very closely, takes hold of both of Tamara’s hands, and holds them behind Tamara’s back. Tamara does not resist. Tamara faces Zsófi with slightly open lips. Zsófi almost kisses Tamara on the lips, but hesitates. Salvadori watches intently. Altan wanders away.)

( Eventually, Zsófi kisses Tamara on the cheek next to the lips. Zsófi slowly lets Tamara go. Tamara quietly smiles at Zsófi and does not step away. Salvadori wanders off out toward the orchard. Zsófi goes after him. Tamara steps back, turns, and begins to help clear up the buffet. Then, Zsófi comes back and suddenly appears in front of Tamara.)

What’s up?
I can’t dance. I can’t do this anymore.

(Tamara tries to give Zsófi a hug. Zsófi shakes her off.)

No! A hug isn’t going to fix this.

(Tamara desists, puzzled.)

Zsófi, you still think the human species is worth savin’, don't you?
Why not?
We just mess up the planet. It’s in our nature, eh.

(Zsófi stares at Tamara, deep in thought.)

Ya know, maybe that's the answer you're looking for, eh?
No, I don't think so, well, not yet.

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Disused warehouse with table and chair. There is a glass of water on the table near the podium. There is a fire-exit door or sign near the podium.

Colonel COLONEL, reporter wearing a business suit with campaign medals, plus a military style beret, is seated. Zsófi, now 28, dressed for credibility in a business suit, is standing on a podium, giving an interview, and answering questions.

... We can’t beat weather chaos, without global cooperation and world peace.
Absolutely, Colonel.
How will you achieve that?

(The colonel’s eyes stray down Zsófi’s figure.)

Colonel, you and I both know world peace is not going to happen. Chaos prevails.
So what’s the plan?
First, if we stopped using fossil-fuels overnight, the global supply chain would collapse, wouldn’t it, Colonel?

(The colonel watches as Zsófi leans forward to sip water.)

Absolutely, Ma’am.
But weather-chaos is gradually undermining agricultural food production.
So what, Ma’am? We’ll be fine.
Yes, Colonel. But people living in megacities won't be fine.
Not our problem, Ma’am!

(Time passes. SCENE LIGHTING TEMPORARILY OFF : BLACK-OUT : Black-out.)

... so Aotearoa may be swamped by boatloads and boatloads of refugees.
What, then, is the solution, Ma’am?
We cannot just machine-gun them.

(Zsófi pauses for a sip of water.)

And there’s no way we can support them all.

(The colonel raises one hand.)

Colonel?
Why not just let the next generation deal with it?
I am the next generation.
The answer, Ma’am, is carbon collection and storage, just get the carbon sucked out of the atmosphere.
Why hasn’t that been done already, Colonel?
I can’t say, Ma’am.

(Time passes. SCENE LIGHTING TEMPORARILY OFF : BLACK-OUT : Black-out.)

... and non-essential air traffic would be banned.
What about the invisible hand -

(BANG! THUMP! The noise comes from double doors behind the audience. The doors burst open. A Viking-man wearing a horned helmet, and carrying an American flag bursts into the conference chamber,)

Freedom! Democracy!
Wrong flag, wrong Capitol, Rambo.

(Two men in black come in, spot Zsófi, and head towards her. Zsófi quickly uses the fire exit at the side to escape. The Colonel blocks the fire exit and delays the men.)

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Outside the fire exit door, on the sidewalk.

Zsófi is standing outside the fire exit door.

(Zsófi looks both ways, like a hunted doe, then begins to run, glancing behind her. The men come out of the fire exit door and give chase. Zsófi dumps her mobile in a garbage bin. The men give up the chase, and retrieve her mobile instead.)

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