SCENE ONE
ALL: [sung] The queers in Broome are quite ill-groomed,
The gays in Broome are fat,
Theyāve left the sceney city life
To wear a wide-brimmed hat.
The queers in Broome are coupled up,
They renovate and work,
You might get propositioned by
The hotel front desk clerk.
LIAM and MIKE might hold up their phones, connected via FaceTime.
LIAM: Come.
MIKE: Nah.
LIAM: Why not?
MIKE: Because Iām not in the space to do rural butch drag.
LIAM: Itās not compulsory.
MIKE: When is it not?
LIAM: Race day.
MIKE: Please. All those Spode-ugly girls in mass-made frocks.
LIAM: Itās fun.
MIKE: All those straight-acting closet types gagging on even saying the word ācockā.
LIAM: Itās not what you think it is.
MIKE: Standing around a denuded dust bowl brushing off clumps of dirt thrown into the air by scrawny horses and hirsute, potato-shaped poofters.
LIAM: Thatād be Melbourne, darling. Up here we do glamour, sincerity and friendliness.
MIKE: Chances.
LIAM: Take it.
MIKE: No.
LIAM: Yes.
MIKE: No!
LIAM: Iām booking you on a flight.
MIKE: I wonāt go via Perth.
LIAM: Direct.
MIKE: Club lounge full of mining industry queens cruising for a quickie.
LIAM: How horrible.
MIKE: Business class full of cowboys in prostate-strangling tight pants.
LIAM: And all of them drooling over you.
MIKE: And all of them dazzled by the words āfresh meatā blinking in neon on my forehead.
LIAM: And whatās so wrong with that?
MIKE: Iām off the market, Li. Iām sworn off men, meat and methamphetamine.
Pause.
LIAM: Youāre right. Donāt come.
MIKE: What?
LIAM: Since when did you turn into a lesbian?
MIKE: Some of my best friends are lesbians, Liam.
LIAM: Lesbians donāt have best friends, Mike, they have co-dependent refusers of pleasure. They have compliant earnest restricters of fun. Some of your best friends are lesbians, Mike, and you think Broome is dull?
MIKE: Theyāre very broad generalisations, Liam.
LIAM: Just another word for perceptive, my love.
MIKE: When I left John it was my lesbian friends who put me back together.
LIAM: Sure, but theyāve put you back together as some feral bush pig eco dyke with a sudden love of musky body odour.
MIKE: Youāre terrible, Laverne.
LIAM: Come.
MIKE: Iāve got nothing to wear to Ladies Day.
LIAM: Weāll find you something, Madame Ovary.
MIKE: Something with a swishy hemline.
LIAM: Done.
SCENE TWO
LORENA: The hardest thing I have ever done, sexually, is when someone has asked me to masturbate for them. Because itās just so private. I mean, they ask so that they can see what to do, how they can please me. And Iāve done it, itās the hardest thing, because I know Iām going to benefit in the end. But of all the things Iāve done, and Iāve done plenty, thatās the time Iāve felt most inhibited. Yeah. I mean getting sex is easy, really. Iāve gone onto Grindr for some of these guys and Iāve got them laid in an hour. This friend of mine he was hopeless, dull responses. You know. And I got on there and was just witty and funny and confident and voilĆ . He was having sex within half an hour. And I told him, āJust donāt say anythingā. Because heās just not funny, you know. And funny, witty, sweet, thatās what people...