How to Hold Your Breath

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by Zinnie Harris


  Jarron

  drowning and hypothermic shock

  the electrolytes in her blood

  Doctor

  she held her breath for too long.

  Jarron

  basically

  the trauma to the head might have killed her first if she was lucky

  The Doctor looks her over.

  Doctor

  well, if you will be stupid enough to cross on a boat like that

  they bring it on themselves

  what is this mark on her?

  Jarron

  I think it was the lack of oxygen as she went down

  Doctor

  strange, I haven’t seen one like that before. How many have we got?

  Jarron

  this is the ninety-third, but they are still pulling them out of the water

  Doctor

  why do they do it?

  why do they take the risk?

  Beat.

  Jarron

  what should we do with the body?

  Doctor

  we’ll organise some kind of burial. See, that is our problem too. We either bury them here or pay to have them shipped back to where they came from. Either way it comes to us to fork out. The economics of the European collapse will go on and on.

  The Doctor starts to go off.

  get her processed and get on to the other ones. Don’t spend too long

  The devil sits beside Dana.

  He puts his hand on her cheek.

  He touches her gently across her body.

  He lifts her up and sits behind her.

  He cradles her.

  The Librarian comes in.

  Jarron

  what are you doing?

  Librarian

  what are you doing?

  The devil doesn’t have an answer to that.

  Librarian

  I was just delivering some books

  Jarron

  I don’t think she needs books now

  Librarian

  on the contrary, she needs lots of books.

  where she is going, it gets even more complicated.

  Jarron

  you weren’t a good guide

  look what happened to her

  Librarian

  you did this, not me

  Jarron

  I didn’t do a single thing

  Librarian

  alright, but you watched. You didn’t stop it.

  Jarron

  she was naive. She had to see a thing or two

  Beat.

  shall I wake her?

  Beat.

  do you want me to wake her?

  Librarian

  you can’t wake her

  technically she is dead

  Jarron

  technically, her heart is still beating. Faintly but it’s present. She could go either way in truth.

  on the one hand, a shot of adrenaline and eyes open.

  Some oxygen perhaps if she needs it. On the other, just leave her on a trolley and it will be over in an hour or so.

  The demon takes a small syringe out of his pocket.

  I have it right here

  the two gates

  Librarian

  don’t wake her

  Jarron

  why not?

  Librarian

  her sister also died.

  I just think one without the other

  she has been through enough, this little body

  Jarron

  she deserved it. She thought she could make me love her, how wrong she was.

  He lifts the ampule of adrenaline.

  The Librarian stops him.

  Jarron

  you are only supposed to advise, you aren’t supposed to do anything. You are the librarian, you stay in your corner

  Librarian

  even the corner man can stand up

  Jarron

  oh can he?

  Librarian

  she has been through enough, I said let it stop

  The demon deliberates.

  Jarron

  and let her go?

  Librarian

  she’s got nothing left, after all, has she? You proved

  your point

  Jarron

  she has got everything. What do you mean, nothing?

  she made it over the crossing. She made it to this side.

  We could wake her up. Give her some clothes. She could do her presentation, get the job, decent salary, buy a flat

  she is one of the lucky ones

  she could have everything

  how can you say she has got nothing?

  Librarian

  but her eyes are open now, as you said, she can’t shut them again. Even you can’t shut them. What she has seen – she thought that men and women were basically good, human nature in essence benign. Then she saw it wash all away, one crisis and the jungle came at her, she heard the hyenas howling, saw hell etched on other people’s faces. Let’s face it, she saw the dark swamp at the bottom of the human soul and once you have seen that –

  Jarron

  we make her forget then.

  easy

  we make her forget.

  we put her in a trance, we wash it off. She is as good as dead, we wash her in the river between the two worlds if we have to.

  The devil starts to take off Dana’s soaked clothes.

  Librarian

  how can you forget all that?

  Jarron

  you can forget anything

  stop making so much of it, so people get a bit nasty, people like Dana they live in a hazy afternoon.

  Pleasant but fragile, one slip through a crack – if you dance on the cracks, after all, one day you’ll fall through, that has to be a saying. Has someone important said that?

  pass me those shoes, those shoes will suit her

  The Librarian passes the shoes.

  and a jacket I have laid over that chair

  The Librarian passes the jacket.

  He starts to put new clothes on her.

  Modern clothes, clothes that she will look good in.

  I’m going to wake her

  you haven’t been a good guide.

  I am going to wake her.

  find her a book

  Librarian

  like what?

  Jarron

  a book on modern living. A book that might have ‘modern living’ in the title. I don’t know. How to Furnish a Flat in a Weekend? What to Wear when You Want to Look Good. The Cinema Guide. A cookery book. A manual on which over-expensive car to buy.

  How to Get a Good Seat at the Theatre. Which Charity You Should Give to to Make you Feel Better.

  What to Say on a First Date. Topiary for Beginners, The Low-Carb Diet, How to Write a Novel, To Floss or Not to Floss.

  do you want me to go on?

  He pulls Dana’s hair back.

  What Not to Wear, Social Media, Twitter, Pastry-Making for Chefs, Meditation for People who Do Too Much, The Work–Life Balance and How to Survive It

  He washes her face.

  To Smack or Not to Smack, History for Idiots, A Guide to Alsace Wine, Beating Anxiety, Overcoming Insomnia, Sinusitis, The Prostate Conundrum, How to Chose a Wig, A Thousand Things to See before You Die

  He gets her to stand up. Her eyes are still shut. But she stands by herself.

  Jarron

  Dana

  Dana

  The lights come on.

  The voices of the interview panel join in with the calling of her name.

  Dana.

  Dana.

  Dana.

  The interview lights come on.

  Dana is standing there, now fully restored in smart clothes suitable for an interview.

  Dana wakes with a sharp intake of breath.

  Interviewer 1

  if you would like to start your presentation now.

  About the Author

  Zinnie Harris’s plays include the multi-award-winning Further than the Furthest Thing, p
roduced by the National Theatre/Tron Theatre in 2000 (1999 Peggy Ramsay Playwriting Award, 2001 John Whiting Award, Edinburgh Festival Fringe First award); Nightingale and Chase (Royal Court Theatre, 2001); and By Many Wounds (Hampstead Theatre, 1999). Solstice, the first in a trilogy of plays, was staged in 2005 by the RSC, who had already presented Midwinter in 2004; the last, Fall, was staged at the Traverse, Edinburgh, in 2008. The Wheel was staged at the Traverse Theatre by the National Theatre of Scotland and was joint winner of the Amnesty International Freedom of Expression Award 2011. Zinnie Harris has received an Arts Foundation Fellowship for playwriting, and was Writer in Residence at the RSC, 2000–2001. She is a part-time Senior Lecturer in playwriting at St Andrews University, and from April 2015 will be an Associate Director at the Traverse Theatre.

  By the Same Author

  also by Zinnie Harris from Faber

  BY MANY WOUNDS

  FURTHER THAN THE FURTHEST THING

  NIGHTINGALE AND CHASE

  SOLSTICE

  MIDWINTER

  FALL

  JULIE

  (after Strindberg)

  A DOLL’S HOUSE

  (after Ibsen)

  THE WHEEL

  Copyright

  First published in 2015

  by Faber and Faber Ltd

  Bloomsbury House

  74–77 Great Russell Street

  London WC1B 3DA

  This ebook edition first published in 2015

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  ISBN 978–0–571–32493–4

 

 

 


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