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                                    Horton Foote 2007                                                        Daisy Foote 2009

A COFFIN IN EGYPT
by
HORTON FOOTE
MYRTLE
I’m older by twenty years than the mulatto, Maude Jenkins,
but I’ve outlived so many, I might outlive her. Who will
come to her funeral? There will be lots of Jenkins there,
because they are still thick in the country and the blacks
will come from everywhere from all the bottoms and the
prairies, out of curiosity if nothing else.
(a pause)
And I’d like to go just to get a look at her after all these
years. But I couldn’t, of course, even if I was still alive
then.
(a pause)
“The Angel that talked with me came again, and waked me, as a
man that’s wakened out of his sleep.”
(a pause)
“The Angel that talked with me came again, and waked me, as a
man that’s wakened out of his sleep.”
(a pause)
What was the name of Mr. Frohman’s theater? The Empire.
It was across the street from the Metropolitan Opera House.
They’re both torn down I read somewhere. I attended them
both. Many times. I loved New York. I loved Paris. I
loved Algiers. I loved Rome. I loved...Egypt. Not, Egypt,
Texas, but Egypt. Egypt...Magic, Egypt. I used to tell
Hunter that when I died I wanted to be cremated and have my
ashes taken to one of the beautiful places I’d known as a
young woman. But now, I don’t care. Who is there left to
take my ashes anywhere? Anyway, they have a place for my
body between Hunter’s grave and my two girls and that’s where
I’ll end. In a coffin in Egypt. This Egypt. Out on the
prairie. And in the spring our graves will be covered with
the wildflowers, with primroses and Indian blankets and blue
bonnets.
​Bhutan
By
​Daisy Foote

FRANCES: She has all these boxes filled with pictures and each box is
labeled with a different country's name. She can take a picture...any
picture and remember everything about it...the day it was taken...who
was there...what they were talking about...what they ate or
drank...where they went next. And after she's shown me the last
picture, she always says the same thing, "I think a brew is in order."
And while I put out the cups and saucers, Nora, Nora makes the tea.

(We stay with Warren, Frances and Mary for a few more beats and then
the lights start to fade...BLACKOUT.)
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Cynthia Hopkins 2010
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                                        Aleshea Harris 2018
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Sarah DeLappe 2018
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Sylvan Oswald 2010
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Milan Stitt 2006
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Max Posner  2016
Judy  

TIMOTHY 
Yeah I know, Okay? 
No one says it anymore. But guess what? 
I do. 
I always will, my children will, their children will. 
We will be the ones who say Fuck. Long after anyone knows what it means. 
Soon it will be another word for rock. Another word for tooth. 
Another word for for for Sorry.
And we will walk on the fucks through the woods! 
We will skip fucks in the river! 
We will get braces to straighten our fucks! 
We will feel fuck about it, it will be fucky. 
No one says it anymore but we will, okay? 
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Arthur Kopit, 2008

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Nia O. Witherspoon 2019
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                 David Ives, 2008                                        Kirk Wood Broomley 2008
                
Candy and Dorothy
 
CANDY: Don’t smoke.
Don’t exploit the workers.
Don’t get a sex change.
Don’t make me a saint.
You're just an impossible pill.
     Caroline V. McGraw  2017                     Lee Blessing and Melanie Marnich  2008                   David Johnston, 2006
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​The Mercy Seat
Ben Harcourt: Jesus…you think I was born this way, like some cut-throat pirate of the high seas? Huh? Hell, I’m just trying to muddle through, that’s all, just muddle my fucking way through to middle age, see if I can make it that far. You like trivia so goddamn much, well here’s a little tidbit for ya…I’m faking it. Okay? Totally getting by on fumes. I put my game face on and go out there and I’m scared shitless. (BEAT) I’ve screwed up every step of my life, Abby, I’m not afraid to admit it. Happy to, actually, I am happy to sing it out there for anybody who wants to hear. I always take the easy route, do it faster, simpler, you know, whatever it takes to get it done, be liked, get by. That’s me. Cheated in school, screwed over my friends, took whatever I could get from whomever I could take it from. My marriage, there’s a goddamn fiasco, of which you’re intimately aware. The kids…I barely register as a dad, I’m sure, but compared to the other shit in my life, I’m Doctor-fucking-Spock. No matter what I do or have done, they adore the hell out of me and I’m totally knocked out by that. What kids are like. Yeah… (BEAT) And you, let’s not forget you. Us. Okay, yes, I haven’t done all that I’ve promised,                                               Neil LaBute 2008 
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said I’d do, I fuck up along the way. Alright. But I’m trying, this time out--with you, I mean--I have been trying. Don’t know what it looks like, feels to you, but I have made a real go of us and that is not a lie. It isn’t. And sothen, yesterday--through all the smoke and fear and just, I dunno, apocalyptic shit--I see a way for us to go for it, to totally erase the past… (BEAT) And I don’t think it makes me Lucifer or acriminal or some bad man because I noticed it. I really don’t. We’ve been given something here, a chance to…I don’t know what, to wash away a lot of the, just, rotten crap we’ve done. More than anything else, ...that's what this is. a chance. I know it is.

 Luscious Music

Clea: If you ain't ready to walk, they got your ass in a sling, you hear me, babe?
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Matthew Maguire 2010
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​Man-Made
DARWIN
I never thought that that UPSTART, that that BUG collector could make such advancements. I devoted my life to this work when Wallace was only in knee pants. Twenty years ago I set sail on the Beagle. For five long years I cataloged an endless procession of life. Algae, kelp, and seaweed of all shapes and colors waved beneath me like a brilliantly painted flag from the ocean’s floor. Ammonites with their fossil chambered shells begged for my ear. Batrachians hunted my fingers with their forked reptilian tongues. I sought every life form—Brachiopods, Marine Mollusca, Cephalopods, and Cetacea; those my Emma are the naked skin fish, the dolphins and whales. I chased Corolla, Cotyledons, Crustaceans, Curculio, and Edentata through the jungles of Cape Horn and Tierra del Fuego. The smell of eucalyptus fills my nose by merely uttering their names . . . oh Emma, if you could have only seen these places, overgrown and glorious
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                                      Susan Mosakowski, 2007
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                                     Nilaja Sun, 2007
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