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A Gray Play Book by Alasdair Gray sampler

Long and short plays for stage, radio and television, acted between 1956 & 2009, an unperformed opera libretto, excerpts from The Lanark Storyboard and full film script of the novel Poor Things by Alasdair Gray.

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18<br />

JONAH<br />

CAPTAIN [scratching his ear with the stem of his pipe] What<br />

about what?<br />

CUSTOMS The man not one of your crew.<br />

CAPTAIN [promptly] No harm in him at all! A poor wee<br />

cowardly soul who came aboard this morning bound<br />

for Tarshish. He paid my fairly steep fare without a word<br />

of complaint, just as if he knew how honest I am.<br />

CUSTOMS Cowardly? Why do you say that?<br />

CAPTAIN He admits to being terrified of storms.<br />

CUSTOMS That could be a cover for something. Have him<br />

up.<br />

CAPTAIN [shouts down the hatch] Mr Mate!<br />

The MATE’s head rises from the hatch.<br />

MATE Sir!<br />

CAPTAIN Send up the passenger.<br />

MATE Aye aye sir. [he disappears]<br />

CUSTOMS [pleasantly] You’d take the Devil as passenger if<br />

he paid his fare, Captain MacPherson.<br />

CAPTAIN Perhaps. Perhaps. But I’d see he behaved himself<br />

while he was aboard my vessel.<br />

JONAH comes up the hatch onto the deck. He is exhausted but keeps<br />

looking up at the sky in a dazed way. He answers most questions<br />

automatically, without thinking. CUSTOMS officer scribbles them<br />

on his pad.<br />

CUSTOMS Name?<br />

JONAH Jonah, Son of Amittai.<br />

CUSTOMS Nation?<br />

JONAH Israel.<br />

CUSTOMS Birth place?<br />

JONAH Nazareth.<br />

CUSTOMS Usual address?<br />

JONAH Nazareth.<br />

CUSTOMS Destination?<br />

JONAH Tarshish.<br />

CUSTOMS Why?<br />

JONAH, peering upward, seems not to hear.<br />

CUSTOMS [louder] Why are you going to Tarshish?<br />

JONAH [still peering up] It’s not in Israel.<br />

CUSTOMS Why don’t you like it here?<br />

JONAH I’ve annoyed someone.<br />

CUSTOMS The police after you?<br />

JONAH [shocked into paying some attention] Certainly not! I<br />

have broken ... no ... human law! Not one. Ask anyone<br />

in Nazareth and they’ll tell you I’m completely harmless.<br />

CUSTOMS But you’re running away because you’ve<br />

annoyed someone who must be pretty powerful. Who is<br />

it?<br />

JONAH I refuse to name him. Our quarrel is a private<br />

matter.<br />

CUSTOMS Political?<br />

JONAH [excitedly] Yes yes! Exactly. This ... character I knew<br />

wanted me to take a political stance that is no business<br />

of a quiet family man like me.<br />

CUSTOMS [nodding] So your former friend was an agent<br />

of the Israel and Judea independence movement?<br />

JONAH [drearily] He’s no friend of mine now.<br />

He looks back at the sky.<br />

CUSTOMS [quietly to the CAPTAIN] At last we’re coming to<br />

the point. [to JONAH] Listen carefully, old boy. We Jews<br />

used to be a quarrelsome lot, always fighting each other,<br />

but Israel is now a peaceful part of the mighty Assyrian<br />

Empire. His Majesty in Nineveh requires nothing but<br />

law, order and regularly paid taxes. Everyone can worship<br />

their god in any way they like, short of human sacrifice.<br />

Some fanatics hate him for that, of course, but honest<br />

citizens have nothing to fear if they quietly inform the<br />

authorities ... Are you listening?<br />

JONAH [impatiently] What are you talking about?<br />

CUSTOMS About the secret underground terrorist<br />

organisation that has scared you shitless!<br />

JONAH [with a cackle of hysterical laughter] Wrong wrong<br />

wrong! I don’t give a damn for underground movements.<br />

It’s not earthquakes I’m afraid of. [looks apprehensively<br />

upward before appealing to the CAPTAIN] Tell him to let me<br />

go below, I haven’t slept for forty-eight hours.<br />

CAPTAIN [quietly to CUSTOMS] Let him go, Mr Thomson.<br />

His trouble is all up here. [taps his head]<br />

CUSTOMS Alright ...<br />

JONAH descends through the hatch.<br />

CUSTOMS ... but Captain, there’s something more than<br />

insomnia wrong with that man. Tell my opposite number<br />

in Tarshish that the authorities should keep an eye on<br />

him.<br />

CAPTAIN I will. [shouts] Tell the engineer to get his steam<br />

up, Mr Mate!<br />

CUSTOMS leaves <strong>by</strong> gangplank. CAPTAIN goes behind steering wheel<br />

and grasps spokes. SOUND of bell clanging, then a faint mechanical<br />

thumping starts.<br />

CAPTAIN [shouting] Raise anchor! Raise anchor and cast off!<br />

End of gangplank withdrawn. SOUND of rattling chains.

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