Scene One. Stopped, Still, Frozen
MONA sits alone, head down, scrolling through images on her phone. The ENSEMBLE move around her, on tiptoe, crouching, peering at her from every angle. They compete for how much they know about MONA.
ENSEMBLE. You hear different things, donât you?
I heard sheâs really clever. Like âscary geniusâ clever.
I heard sheâs got mental problems. Like a condition.
I donât know why everyoneâs talking about her.
Itâs not like sheâs famous.
People know her though. Her name. Her face.
I heard one day she just shut down.
Shut down like /
Stopped. Still. Wouldnât leave the house. Wouldnât move. Wouldnât speak. Wouldnât eat.
I heard her mum left.
Thatâs not why.
That was before â with her mum. Years before. I read about this stuff.
It was about the planet.
The burning planet.
Obviously.
One day she just couldnât stop thinking.
Couldnât stop looking. Pictures and pictures, ďŹicking through her phone.
Through her mind.
The burning planet, the melting ice, the arctic ďŹres.
Lights focus on MONA.
(Moving close to talk in MONAâs ear.) The parched sand and soil.
The parched tongues.
The elephant ďŹesh rotting in the sun.
The rising water and California burning.
And bush burning and jungles burning.
Wild cats and wolves like stalking skeletons /
ELIN steps out of the ENSEMBLE with a cup of water. MONA looks up at ELIN blankly.
ELIN. Have a sip. Here.
ELIN holds the water to MONAâs lips. MONA doesnât move.
Please, Mona. Just a sip. You must want it.
MONA doesnât react.
You canât go three days without a drink, Mona â your mindâll start messing with you. Thatâs what this is, you know? If youâd just drink /
MONA. Itâd all feel better? Everythingâd be better?
ELIN. Some things are simple like that.
MONA. No theyâre not.
ELIN (approaching). You know I canât just have you off school forever?
MONA. Whatâs the point of going to school?
ELIN. Weâll have other people involved. Doctors, social services. Theyâll blame me âcause I have to be the grown-up here. Dâyou understand?
MONA. Iâm not stupid.
ELIN. Do you want that?
MONA grabs the water, takes a tiny sip and hands it back to ELIN.
MONA. There. All ďŹxed. Go.
ELIN (approaching). Listen . . . I did speak to Miss McCarthy. I know about the incident and /
MONA. What incident?
ELIN. Everybody laughing.
MONA. Itâs nothing to do with that.
ELIN. This panic attack you had in Science /
MONA. Thatâs not why /
ELIN. You couldnât breathe?
MONA. Thatâs not the point. Thatâs not the problem.
ELIN. It sounds like a problem to me.
MONA. Itâs not about me.
ELIN. I saw the stuff online. The photos and the videos the other kids took /
MONA. Itâs not about people laughing at me.
ELIN. I know you think Iâm your idiot big sister, but itâs not that long since I was at school/
MONA. Itâs not about school.
ELIN. I know it must be hard walking back in again. All these pictures ďŹying round â you choking and gagging and tripping over.
MONA. I donât care about them laughing at me.
ELIN. I care. Itâs alright to care (Moving closer.) Course you care.
MONA. Thereâs no time.
ELIN. Has this been going on for a while? This bullying?
MONA. Weâre running out of time and youâre talking about videos and yeah, theyâre laughing â everyoneâs laughing and drinking disposable coffees and driving diesel cars like nothing matters /
ELIN. I donât understand. Coffee?
MONA. Every dayâs a day less to ďŹx it. Every second weâre pumping the air blacker and thicker and dirtier. Thatâs what she was saying. Miss McCarthy. Thatâs what she was saying in that lesson.
ELIN. Well, she shouldnât. Okay? Itâs not for you to worry about.
MONA. Worried? You think thatâs whatâs going on? You think Iâm a little bit worried?
ELIN. Yeah, I /
MONA. You havenât got any idea.
ELIN stares at her sister, at a loss.
ELIN. This is selďŹsh. Whatever you think this is . . . itâs selďŹsh.
MONA takes out her phone and begins to ďŹick through pictures. ELIN moves away as the ENSEMBLE close in again.
ENSEMBLE. Sheâs stopped.
Still.
Frozen.
Barely eating, barely breathing. For weeks.
And doctors come.
They mustâve done.
They did. Therapists and councillors and /
Makes no difference.
Nothing. Not a ďŹicker.
Sheâs numb.
Like stone.
For months.
Three months. I read a thing about it.
Sheâs trapped, losing track of time and place and reason . . .
Then /
MONA sits up straight suddenly, staring at her phone. She stands up.
MONA. Elin. (Beat.) Elin.
ELIN approaches quickly.
(Showing her phone.) Look.
ELIN. What? Whatâs wrong?
MONA. Will you come and look at this?
ELIN takes the phone, looks closely for a moment.
ELIN. Itâs not her.
MONA. It looks like her.
ELIN. So what? So what if it even is?
MONA. At the protest. Sheâs there, sheâs /
ELIN. Itâs out of focus. You canât even /
MONA. It was posted an hour ago. If I /
ELIN. No, Mona.
MONA. If I go right now /
ELIN. No. Itâs great you want to go outside but /
MONA. I donât want to go outside, I want to go and ďŹnd her.
ELIN. Not the state youâre in.
MONA. What if it is her? If sheâs back in the country /
ELIN. Who says she eve...