ANNA is staggering, fighting.
ANNA: Comā awwnn, comāawwn ya pigs, comāawwn. Iāll take you, Iāll take you all, ya lousy bastards. You canāt hurt me anymore, comāawwn!!! Whaddya gonna do? Take away my land?! Take away my language? (laughs) What else can you take from me?
She grabs a bottle, it is ketchup, pours it on her wrists. Wails, drunk and crushed by the weight of history.
NOGEESHIK enters.
NOGEESHIK: Annie! Annie, Christ. Are you hurt? What the hell happened? Who did this to you? Didā
He stops. Lifts her wrist. Sniffs. Licks.
Christ.
ANNA: You left me.
NOGEESHIK: I was at a meeting.
ANNA: I thought you left me.
NOGEESHIK: Anna Mae, this, (taking her hands as he starts to clean her up) this is not good.
ANNA: Itās not real, Nogeeshik.
NOGEESHIK: But is it really how you feel?
ANNA: Sometimes. Sometimes I do, Iāve got this pain, deep inside, and I donāt know what itās gonna take to make it stop.
NOGEESHIK: Anna, I been thinking⦠I wanna make a changeā¦
ANNA: Youāre leaving me.
NOGEESHIK: Jesus, woman are you only about yourself?
ANNA is mute.
I am not leaving you. Unless you want to be left. But
I wanna go forward.
ANNA: What does that mean? Go forward? You think if I knew how to go forward from this shithole I wouldnāt? I thought this was forward, Nogeeshik, off the reserve, to the city, but itās so hard, itās so hard, leaving my kidsā¦
NOGEESHIK: I know it is.
ANNA: What kind of a meeting was this?
NOGEESHIK: A life-changing meeting.
ANNA: A Jesus meeting.
NOGEESHIK laughs.
Oh thank God.
NOGEESHIK: No Anna, not Jesus. It was an AIM meeting.
ANNA: An AIM meeting? Why didnāt you call me?
NOGEESHIK: I tried to find you to come. (beat) They said at work you went for beer.
ANNA: Well you know where we go.
NOGEESHIK shrugs.
What, you didnāt want me showing up at an AIM meeting with beer on my breath? You hypocriteā
NOGEESHIK: Iām quitting.
ANNA: Drinking? (pause) You gonna walk the good red road then, Nogeeshik?
NOGEESHIK: Itā...