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    Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays)
    Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays)
    Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays)
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    Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays)

    By Margaret Perry

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    Gabriel Dolan's never been up to much. That's what everyone says. Until she meets Alex, a young, ambitious woman who sells essential oils for a multi-level marketing company called Paradise – and overnight, Gabriel is drawn into a bright, new, floral-scented world.
    In Paradise, you're your own boss. In Paradise, you could make a fortune. Embraced by a new community of women just like her, Gabriel rises through the ranks of the company like a shooting star. But when she gets to the top, it doesn't quite feel like she thought it would.
    Margaret Perry's Paradise Now! is a funny and raging play about ambition, exploitation and the search for connection in a fractured world. It was first performed by an all-female cast at the Bush Theatre, London, in December 2022, directed by Jaz Woodcock-Stewart.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNick Hern Books
    Release dateDec 8, 2022
    ISBN9781788505895
    Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays)
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    Margaret Perry

    Margaret Perry is a playwright from Cork, living in London. Her plays include: Paradise Now! (Bush Theatre, 2022); Collapsible (VAULT Festival, London, and Assembly, Edinburgh, 2019); and Porcelain (Abbey Theatre, Dublin, 2018, and adapted for BBC Radio 4).

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      Paradise Now! (NHB Modern Plays) - Margaret Perry

      ACT ONE

      One

      BABY stands, coat on, swaying a little. She holds her arm at a slightly funny angle. Not so much that you’d immediately notice it. GABRIEL is on the couch under a blanket.

      BABY. Why’re you sitting in the dark?

      GABRIEL. Keep meaning to turn the light on. How was your shift?

      BABY. Fine.

      GABRIEL. Awful day. Awful, awful day.

      BABY. Yeah, I –

      GABRIEL. So I went to the corner shop.

      BABY moves her arm slightly.

      BABY. Great!

      GABRIEL. This new woman behind the counter was a right bitch to me. I smiled and said hello, you know, and she said nothing. She didn’t even look at me. Like I wasn’t there.

      BABY. It’s good you got out today.

      GABRIEL. She could have said hello. Two syllables. Hell-o.

      BABY. I’m sure she was just tired.

      GABRIEL. Right. Yeah. And I wouldn’t know anything about that.

      BABY. No – I just meant, she’s on her feet all day.

      GABRIEL. Why are you taking her side?

      BABY. I’m not –

      GABRIEL. Why can’t you ever be on my side?

      BABY. I’m always on your side. I don’t have another side.

      GABRIEL. You weren’t there. She was horrible.

      BABY adjusts her arm.

      BABY. Well. They won’t get our business in there again, will they.

      GABRIEL smiles a little bit.

      What did you buy in the shop then?

      GABRIEL. Biscuits.

      BABY. Just biscuits?

      GABRIEL. Nice ones.

      BABY. Where are they hiding?

      GABRIEL rummages for the biscuits. BABY sits on the couch, gingerly taking off her coat. From the way she moves, we can now clearly see that her arm is injured, but GABRIEL, still under a dark cloud of her own thoughts, doesn’t notice. GABRIEL proffers the biscuits and BABY uses her good hand to take one from the pack.

      These are nice ones.

      GABRIEL. Glad you’re home.

      BABY. Me too.

      GABRIEL. Long day.

      BABY. Long day.

      Pause.

      I feel a bit funny.

      GABRIEL. Funny how.

      BABY. It feels like – when I turn my head – my head is still where I left it.

      She demonstrates, moving her head slowly left to right.

      Like two heads. A real head, and a ghost head.

      GABRIEL. Just the one head that I can see.

      BABY. That’s a relief.

      GABRIEL. Lovely head.

      BABY. Dunno about that now. Not gonna win any prizes for this head.

      GABRIEL. Course you would.

      BABY. Best in show.

      GABRIEL. If I was the judge.

      BABY reaches for another biscuit with her injured arm, forgetting for a moment. The movement causes her sudden pain and GABRIEL finally notices, with immediate alarm.

      Are you hurt??

      BABY. Oh.

      She laughs a bit to herself.

      I bashed it.

      GABRIEL. What?

      BABY. I bashed my arm.

      GABRIEL. What happened?

      BABY. Car hit me a bit.

      GABRIEL. Jesus!

      BABY. Only clipped me, like. It was completely my fault. It was funny cos I saw it, the car, and I meant to move.

      GABRIEL. What do you mean ‘meant to’.

      BABY. I thought I’d moved out of the way. But I was still standing there.

      GABRIEL. Show me.

      BABY holds out her arm.

      BABY. It’s fine.

      GABRIEL (panicked). It doesn’t look fine.

      BABY. Oh that’s probably just the way I’m holding it.

      GABRIEL. You’re probably holding it like that cos it hurts!

      GABRIEL looks frantically at her arm.

      What should we do?

      Pause.

      BABY. About what.

      GABRIEL. Your arm?? Can you move it?

      BABY moves it a bit. It causes her pain, which she masks as best she can.

      BABY. Think it’s fine.

      GABRIEL. But what if it’s broken?

      BABY. I think I’d be howling, if it was broken?

      GABRIEL. I don’t know if you’d be howling. I don’t know about arms.

      BABY. It’s not so bad, I think. Don’t worry. You go to bed and we’ll see in the morning.

      GABRIEL. Are you sure?

      BABY. I’m fine. Honestly. I’m just so, so tired.

      Pause.

      GABRIEL. Me too. (Pause.) Get some rest. Switch your brain off. Okay?

      BABY. I will.

      GABRIEL gently touches BABY’s arm.

      GABRIEL. What did the driver have to say for himself?

      BABY. She didn’t stop.

      GABRIEL (with sudden fury). She didn’t stop?

      BABY. She looked back at me and I waved. I gave her a little wave, to say, I’m okay.

      BABY tries to do the wave with her arm. No. That hurts. She puts a biscuit into her mouth using her good arm.

      GABRIEL gets up and starts to head towards bed. She looks at BABY like she’s going to say something.

      What?

      GABRIEL. Get some proper sleep.

      BABY (getting comfier on the couch). I will.

      GABRIEL. Go into bed. You’ll sleep better.

      BABY. Yes boss.

      GABRIEL goes. BABY gets comfier under the blanket. She props her arm on a cushion. She’s too wired for sleep yet. With her good arm, she eats the entire packet of biscuits, one after another after another.

      Two

      The same night, the same time, SOMEWHERE ELSE.

      ANTHIE is in bed, awake, the sheets rumpled. The thin sound of a person crying is coming through the wall behind her head.

      CARLA comes in, in a big T-shirt, carrying two glasses of water. She gets back into bed and passes one of the glasses to ANTHIE.

      ANTHIE. Thanks.

      They both drink water.

      (Indicating the wall, the crying.) Is she okay? Your housemate?

      CARLA. Dunno.

      ANTHIE. Should we check?

      CARLA. I knocked on her door the last time, but she didn’t answer. So I figure she probably wants to be left alone.

      ANTHIE downs her water.

      Or maybe she didn’t hear me knocking.

      ANTHIE. How do you know her?

      CARLA. I don’t really.

      Pause.

      ANTHIE. I’ve had a lovely time.

      CARLA. Me too.

      ANTHIE. Thanks.

      ANTHIE reaches for her T-shirt and pulls it on. She throws back the covers. Shivers a little.

      CARLA. Are you going?

      ANTHIE. Oh, eh –

      CARLA. Stay, if you like.

      ANTHIE. Oh, I should probably –

      CARLA. I’d like you to stay.

      CARLA climbs on top of her. Kisses her.

      ANTHIE. Persuasive.

      In between kisses

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