(She lays his hands gently on the top of the laptop.) (JONAH tries to pull his hand back, but she holds onto it. We’re going to try the computer again today. Can’t you look at me? I’d love it if you could just look at me. She takes his hands in hers and pulls them to her.) Those things you say, so loud in my ears. (JONAH drags himself uncomfortably into a sitting position. What’s a Jo-nah? Does it come before or after 23? Why do you say that all the time? And do that funny thing with your lips? They curve up every time you say it. Tell me what it you tell me what it means. Why don’t you understand when I say it back? Please. Hush little baby you’re not to blame, One day you’ll look when I call your name.Įyes look in, not out. (MOTHER enters holding laptop and touches Jonah gently on the shoulder.} (In one reading this part was effectively played by a woman.) Although he speaks Jonah’s thoughts with great vocal expression, his face remains expressionless throughout. Jonah, the mind, is sitting off in the corner. Toys may be scattered randomly about the room.Īs lights rise, Jonah, the boy, is lying in a fetal position. A bed, perhaps some stuffed toys or toy chest. The Scene: The bare trappings of a child’s bedroom.
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