By Jack Thorne
A play approximately grief and searching at somebody that little bit extra heavily. Tom's brother Luke is useless. This has disillusioned lots of people however it hasn't disappointed Tom. Or, particularly, it has disenchanted him, yet in methods he cannot clarify and people can''t comprehend. you notice, Tom and Luke have been by no means associates. in truth, Tom didn''t fairly like Luke in any respect. So it is a strange selection - to attempt and bury Luke within the pavement of the Tunstall property the place he used to be killed. yet to Tom, it kind of is sensible, in a stupid-weird type of manner. As he sleeps out at the pavement, he comes throughout making plans officers, tramps, unde Read more...
summary: A play approximately grief and searching at an individual that little bit extra heavily. Tom's brother Luke is lifeless. This has disenchanted lots of people however it hasn't disenchanted Tom. Or, relatively, it has disenchanted him, yet in methods he cannot clarify and people can''t comprehend. you notice, Tom and Luke have been by no means buddies. in truth, Tom didn''t quite like Luke in any respect. So it truly is a wierd determination - to aim and bury Luke within the pavement of the Tunstall property the place he used to be killed. yet to Tom, it kind of is sensible, in a stupid-weird type of approach. As he sleeps out at the pavement, he comes throughout making plans officers, tramps, unde
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Luke was hot, I know they were s’posed to look similar, brothers and… But – they was living proof of it ain’t what you got it’s how you use it. And Tom – no offence – used nuffink. LEO. Luke was in a band, you know? Tom was in computer club, you know? MARTIN. It was the way Tom wore his shoes. It was everything. I mean, I’m not criticising… SANDRA. It was the way Luke swung his hips. LIBBY. It was the way Luke opened his baby blues. RICKY. He just had something – Luke did… The KIDS pick up LUKE and carry him like a coffin, on their shoulders.
What if – what if Luke was the special one and I was too dumb to – COURTNEY. What if he was ordinary? Does that make it anyway different? TOM. No. But he wasn’t… COURTNEY. No… I don’t suppose anyone is. Pause. Lights fade. It’s not bad round here really, is it? I mean, it’s bad but not as bad as – people say. TOM. No, it’s okay – this woman from the flats even came down with a tupperware dinner for me the other day – rice and chicken. COURTNEY. That’s nice. TOM. Courtney. Do you ever think – you think death is magical.
It sees nothing. No, turd’s not in the loft, Dad… She closes the hatch. And the light goes with it. We’re back in the dark. TOM breathes out, counts to three, steadies himself, opens his eyes and then turns on the torch again. TOM. They’re a – having a funeral downstairs. I’m supposed to be there. Down there. With them. I mean, it’s not like a guy missing his own wedding – I mean, it’s not my funeral, obviously – TA-DAH! I’m alive – so, but… still… I’m expected to be there. And not here – hiding under a table in my attic.