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BROTH BITCH - Saturday - Prison - Script
BROTH BITCH - Saturday - Prison - Script
Character note: NIKKI is a hard-edged 58 year-old-woman but more mellow in this podcast. We’re
Format note: This is a fictional podcast and the following text is all performed as an audio piece.
Script
As NIKKI speaks, it should sound like a pretty quiet environment but she’s sitting in a car, and we can
Hey.
Beat.
NIKKI: Sorry. I know you sent the last message and it was my turn to. I’ve got a backlog of
voice messages I’ve been meaning to send you. But this year’s been. I—it’s been
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Beat.
NIKKI: On that. Hope you don’t mind. I’ll upload this message as a podcast too. Been slack
with uploading content. And my subscribers, the lovely loyal ones that are left—hi out
there, thanks for hanging in—they like these podcasts. Our collabs. I’ll upload your
reply too.
Beat.
NIKKI: Rosa. I’m actually—I’m here. I’m in Italy. I’m not joking. I know we’d joked about it.
But. Surprise.
I’m definitely, yep. Sitting in a car, on the road, in the queue. Is this? I guess this is
your driveway to your. Your. I’m going to say family house. I know you call it a prison.
Beat.
NIKKI: I’ve—actually, I’ve been in Italy for a couple of weeks. I came—I tried to come here
first thing but. Turns out there’s a fucking application just for the pleasure of sitting all
day in this queue. Did you know—or maybe you don’t. All the admin.
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Beat.
NIKKI: You should see my visitor pass. I pulled this. That sort of smile snarl we used to do.
Beat.
Fuck.
Beat.
NIKKI: When I—I’ve been reading, if I get inside what’s it. Do I—is it like going to the doctors?
Glass screens. Or do you come to your monitor, I stay at the visitor monitor? But
everyone who visits, we get a wafer. Ella’s baking, right? But your recipe.
Beat.
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I know everyone’s in their cars. But mine’s fucking fancy.
I. I spent the money on it. Because. The security system in here is fucking top-notch.
I’m a fucking pussy now, I’m not afraid to say it. I’ve driven around here. But I don’t
Maybe it’s just Milan. There were a lot of broken windows, in cars.
NIKKI laughs.
[Reading.] Fuckin fat fuck princess not a prisoner. The only prisoner is Ella. Free Ella.
Beat.
NIKKI: Hey @SocialCriteria2011. She’s not a prisoner. She’s a daughter and she’s with her
mother.
Asshole.
Beat.
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NIKKI: Fuck. So much commentary.
A ‘demon’. That’s coming up a few times. That you’re actually a demon. For fucking
real.
Beat.
Beat.
Beat.
NIKKI: Did I tell you? Poppy did her first delivery for me. Well. She knows the business inside
out. And the van’s modified for her anyway. She was gone for hours so I rang the
customer. Hated having to do that, they were mourning. But I had to check if the soup
had gotten there. It had. On time, hot. Afterwards, Poppy had gone driving into the
countryside, just for fun. The fuel costs were obscene. I yelled at her when she got in.
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Beat.
Beat.
NIKKI: Is Ella still—What was she? Was she studying? Did she finish that course? I know she
Beat.
NIKKI: Poppy—she actually. She’s moving out. Soon. Her doc, the psych, OT, PT, everyone—
Poppy says they support it. But. Maybe I’m the only one—it’s just. I know she’ll be fine.
Beat.
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NIKKI: If you ever want to kill half a day, for my next message, the next podcast, I’ll explain
the legacy loopholes to you. Passing the business down. Poppy—she asked me to. In a
few years or so. She thinks she’ll be up for running the business. Owning it.
Beat.
NIKKI: Fuck. You’ll laugh. I ended up buying those housing shares, for the—the fucking hippie
I’ll move in once I stop the business. Get back to cooking soup for women, a small
Beat.
Beat.
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Should’ve brought more to bribe the guards.
Actually. Here’s an idea. Next business venture. You and Ella. Get one of those coffee
carts going. Sell those wafers too. Put the cart. Go up and down this road. Keep all of
Beat.
NIKKI’s looking outside her car window. Something catches her attention.
Beat.
Beat.
NIKKI: Ella’s.
She’s just.
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She’s.
A slight muffling.
End.
‘Saturday—Prison’
Thanks to consultations from Hanna Cormick, Julia Gaulton, Jane Ly, Micheline Lee
With support from Australia Council, Melbourne Fringe Festival and Vitalstatistix