Multitudes

John Hollingworth

• Publisher: Nick Hern Books
• Year: 2015
• eBook ISBN: 9781780015651
• Topic: Literature
• Subtopic: British Drama
• Index: Literature

A gripping, kaleidoscopic drama about a clash of values in multicultural Britain, from actor and playwright John Hollingworth.

Bradford. On the eve of a Conservative Party Conference the country is in turmoil and one of its most multicultural cities awaits a visit from the Prime Minister.

Kash, a liberal British Muslim, prepares his address to politicians about the state of the nation. His girlfriend Natalie, a recent convert to Islam, cooks for anti-war protesters gathered at the Town Hall. Lyn, her mother, moans to anyone who'll listen about the decline of her cherished England. It's all too much for Kash's daughter Qadira, who begins to plan a radical intervention.

As the nation questions immigration policies and military support in the Middle East, one family face their own internal conflict of faith, belonging, and who gets to call themselves British.

Multitudes, John Hollingworth's debut play, premiered at the Tricycle Theatre, London, in 2015.

ONE: FRIDAY, SATURDAY, SUNDAY

Friday

1. City Centre.

Night. AMIR leads prayers in the City Park.

2. Clock Tower.

It’s chilly. It’s late. KASH in a suit and tie, smoking. NATALIE in work wear.

KASH. If I had a megaphone I’d shout at them ’til their ears bled. Shout at them ’til they pack up and go. I’d just abseil down with it and –

NATALIE. You can’t abseil, you.

KASH. How do you know?

NATALIE. Well can you?

KASH. Look at it.

NATALIE. They’re tiny from up here.

KASH. It gets bigger every day.

NATALIE. They’re brave. Women like that, out all weather.

KASH. They’re using the car park as a toilet.

NATALIE. They’re not.

KASH. They’re showing me up.

NATALIE. Give us a go on that.

KASH. If you want one, have one.

NATALIE. I don’t want one, I want a go on yours.

KASH. Can’t you / just –

NATALIE. I’m doing you a favour.

She takes a drag.

Menthol?

KASH. Yeah. What?

NATALIE. What do you mean what, / like it’s natural?

KASH. What were you doing?

NATALIE. Like it’s alright. Like you work in fashion.

KASH. You looked like you were praying. When I came back up.

NATALIE. I dropped something.

KASH. So you knelt down and prayed for it?

NATALIE. Go on then.

KASH. What?

NATALIE. Give us a cig then.

KASH. No.

NATALIE. Don’t be an idiot.

KASH. What did you drop?

NATALIE. What does it matter?

KASH. Why won’t you tell me?

NATALIE. I just dropped something.

KASH. What?

NATALIE. A – coin.

KASH. A coin?

NATALIE. Why you being like / this?

KASH. Fifty pee? Twenty pee? / What?

NATALIE. I don’t know!

KASH. How do you not know if you picked it up? You sort of scrambled up / when you heard me coming up the ladder.

NATALIE. No I didn’t.

KASH. And then you pretended – badly – that you were picking something up.

NATALIE. What if I was praying?

KASH. So you were?

NATALIE. What does it matter?

KASH. ?

NATALIE. Yes! Okay, fine. Yes. I was watching them doing it down there. And – .

KASH. You decided you’d join in?

NATALIE. Yes.

KASH. …

NATALIE. What?

KASH. No. Nothing.

NATALIE. No come on / what?

KASH. Well it’s a bit –.

NATALIE. ?

KASH. Why you acting like I’m the one being weird here? You’re the one denying something you were obviously doing.

NATALIE. I’m not denying it.

KASH. Yeah but –

NATALIE. But what?

KASH. Okay.

NATALIE. What?

KASH. No. Nothing.

Pause.

NATALIE. It’s beautiful from up here. All of them standing with candles like that. The tents all lit up from inside. Like paper lanterns.

KASH is unimpressed.

What?

KASH. They’re sitting ducks. Camped out in their jilbabs and hijabs like that. All it takes is some far-right farmer with a grudge and a shotgun / and –

NATALIE. You sound like the papers.

KASH. I expected some protests, after the General Election, after what the Tories said to win it. I knew they’d get some stick coming up here for conference but never this.

NATALIE. …

KASH. What?

NATALIE. You. Mr Westminster.

KASH. Hardly.

NATALIE. Getting your wig on.

KASH. ‘Getting my wig on’?

NATALIE. It’s a saying.

KASH. No it / isn’t.

NATALIE. You’re half talking to me and half doing your conference / speech.

KASH. I’m not.

NATALIE. I can see it in your / eyes.

KASH. It’s a massive opportunity.

NATALIE. They only asked you cos the other guy wouldn’t do it!

KASH. Couldn’t do it. This is my chance to get some profile, some momentum to stand for Bradford West.

NATALIE. So why you so wound up / about it?

KASH. I’m not!

NATALIE. ?

KASH. I told them this shouldn’t happen. It makes me look like an idiot.

NATALIE. How were you supposed to know?

KASH. I’m supposed to know everything, aren’t I? All the brown thoughts. Fifteen years I’ve been a councillor. The city finally gets some attention and then this happens. And the worst bit is I’m going to have to stand up for that lot when I just wish they’d go home.

NATALIE. ?

KASH. What?

NATALIE. Nothing. You.

Beat.

KASH. Were you really praying?

NATALIE. Yeah.

KASH. Why?

NATALIE. …

KASH. Nat –

NATALIE. I’ve got a surprise for you.

KASH. Have you got it with you?

NATALIE. It’s a surprise. I’m not going to tell you.

KASH. Is it what I think it is?

NATALIE. …

She’s tender with him.

No.

3. Tent.

Night. RUKHSANA in jilbab, QADIRA, frustrated.

QADIRA. Could you not have got a better tent?

RUKHSANA. Better how?

QADIRA. Better than a children’s one covered in pictures of Barney the purple dinosaur.

RUKHSANA. It’s our Aish...

Table of contents

• Cover
• Title Page
• Contents
• Original Production
• Acknowledgements
• Dedication
• Epigraph
• Characters
• Author’s Note
• Multitudes
• About the Author
• Copyright and Performing Rights Information