Ravenhill Plays: 1: Shopping and F***ing; Faust is Dead; Handbag; Some Explicit Polaroids (Contemporary Dramatists) by Mark Ravenhill Page A

you’ that’s when you know he’s gonna fill you full of shit.
    Pause
.
    Gary      Why didn’t you tell me you’d done it with a woman?
    Robbie (
to
Gary )     Back to you.
    Gary      Alright.
    Robbie      It’s your turn now.
    Mark      You don’t have to –
    Gary      I want to.
    Lulu      We’ll help you.
    Gary      Yeah?
    Lulu      Help you find the words.
    Robbie      Alright then. Alright. Your story. Your film, yeah?
    Gary      Yeah.
    Robbie      I think I know what it is. I see. I understand.
    Gary      Yeah.
    Robbie      Yes. These pictures in your head.
    So if I help – yes? If I can help you to describe the pictures then –
    Gary      Yes.
    Robbie      Alright. Alright. There’s you yes and you’re. I see you . . . there’s music yes?
    Gary      Music. Yes.
    Robbie      Loud music. Dum dum dum. Like / techno.
    Gary      Techno music. Yes.
    Robbie      Techno music and you’re moving like – you’re dancing yes?
    Gary      Dancing.
    Robbie      Dancing on a dance floor. Dance floor in a club.
    Gary      Yes. Yes. A club.
    Robbie      And you’re dancing with this bloke.
    Gary      No. Not like that. He’s just there.
    Robbie      Dancing by yourself. But now . . .
    Gary      Watching.
    Robbie      Bloke who’s watching you.
    Gary      I’m dancing.
    Lulu      He’s watching.
    Gary      Yeah. Watching me.
    Lulu      And you smile.
    Gary      No. No smile.
    Robbie      But you know, you think: you don’t have a choice.
    Lulu      No control.
    Gary      No control.
    Robbie      Because he’s . . .
    Lulu      Because he’s . . .
    Gary      Because he’s gonna / take me away.
    Robbie      Have you. I’m going to have you.
    Lulu      He’s going to have you.
    Mark      Come on, leave –
    Robbie      No.
    Mark      This is – it’s getting heavy.
    Gary      No.
    Robbie      We’re getting to the truth.
    Gary      I want to do it.
    Lulu      Now there’s another – a fat bloke.
    Gary      Yes? A fat bloke?
    Lulu      Fat bloke who owns you.
    Gary      I didn’t know about him.
    Lulu      Owns you but doesn’t want you.
    And the fat blokes says:
    See that one dancing?
    Robbie      Yeah. Yeah. I see him.
    Lulu      Well, he’s mine. I own him.
    Mark      Fuck’s sake.
    Lulu      I own him but I don’t want him.
    Gary      Dunt want me.
    Lulu      You know something.
    He’s trash and I hate him.
    Robbie      Hate him.
    Gary      Right. Hates me.
    Robbie      And the fat bloke says –
    Lulu      Well, you wanna buy him?
    Gary      Yes.
    Robbie      And / I say.
    Gary      You say.
    Robbie      How much?
    Lulu      Piece of trash like that. Well, let’s say twenty. He’s yours for twenty.
    Robbie      So you see the money.
    Gary      I see money. See you pay him.
    Robbie      You’ve seen the . . .
    Gary      Transaction. I’ve seen the transaction.
    Robbie      Transaction.
    Gary      Yes and you’ve come to fetch me. You don’t say anything. Just take me away.
    Robbie      Good. Take you away.
    Gary      Big car. Through the security gates and we’re in the house.
    And now dark. I can’t see because . . . I’m wearing a, there’s like a . . .
    Lulu      A blindfold?
    Gary      Blindfold. Yes . . . like a blindfold.
    Lulu
produces a blindfold
.
    Mark
pushes
Lulu
away and put his arms around
Gary .
    Mark      Alright. Stop now. See? You can choose this instead. You must like that.
    Just to be loved.
    Gary      What are you doing?
    Mark      Just holding you.
    Gary      You’ve not even fucked me.
    He pushes
Mark
away
.
    You’re taking the piss, aren’t you?
    Mark