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Scene 14 - 01 - Callie

From: Stop Kiss, by Diana Son

Genre: Dramedy

Topic: Afraid

Character: Female

They’re finished building that building across from your apartment. Wake up now. Sara. Can you hear me? Open your eyes. Open your eyes. They’re gonna start you on physical therapy tomorrow. Just little stuff, range of motion, something to get your blood moving. You’ve gotten all these cards and letters, I’ll read some to you later. You know your parents are here. They’re doing their best – I think they’re doing okay, considering. You getting better makes them feel better – yeah. they look at me… your parents look at me… like I’m some dirty old man. And the newspapers, the TV, the radio – my station, my own station, when they ran the new about the attack, they identified me – “Traffic reporter for this station.” Now everybody – the guy at the deli – I used to be the blueberry muffin lady, now I’m the lesbian traffic reporter whose lover got beat up. And I’ve gotten letters – from two women, their girlfriends were killed during attacks – and they wrote me these heartbreaking letters about what they’ve been through… and they tell me to speak truth to power and I don’t know what that means, Sara. Do you? Do you know me? Do you know who I am?

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Act 03, Scene 02 - 01 - Karen

From: August: Osage County, by Tracy Letts

Genre: Comedy

Topic: Anger

Character: Female

           You better find out from Jean just what exactly went on in there before you start pointing fingers, that’s all I’m saying. ‘Cause I don’t doubt that Jean’s exactly blameless in this. And I’m not blaming her. Just because I said she’s not blameless, that doesn’t mean I’ve blamed her. I’m saying she might share in the responsibility. You understand me?

           I know Steve should know better than Jean, that she’s only fourteen. My point is, it’s not cut and dried, black and white, good and bad. It lives where everything lives: somewhere in the middle. Where everything lives, where all the rest of us live, everyone but you.

           I’m not defending him. He’s not perfect. Just like all the rest of us, down here in the much. I’m no angel myself. I’ve done some things I’m not proud of. Things you’ll ever know about. Know what? I may even have to do some things I’m not proud of again. ‘Cause sometimes life puts you in a corner that way. And I am a human being, after all.

           Anyway, you have your own hash to settle. Before you start making speeches to the rest of us.

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