THE WHORE
Part One of The Three Trilogy
By Lila Whelan
Inspired by the Witches from Macbeth
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THE WHORE by Lila Whelan
CHARACTERS
Based on the witches from MACBETH by William Shakespeare
WHORE
CAPTAIN
SCHOLAR
PATRON
LOVER
PUNTER 1
PUNTER 2
female, any age
female, any age
female, any age
female, any age
male, any age
male, any age
male, any age
SETTING
11th Century
NOTES
Side by side dialogue from two or more characters means
it should be spoken at the same time
‘/’ denotes dialogue that overlaps, i.e. the interrupting
character begins speaking before the first character has
finished
‘-’ denotes dialogue that starts immediately after the
previous character stops speaking, with no pause or
breath or space
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SCENE 1: THE WHORE’S SHACK, INT. EVENING
(BINAURAL SFX: A fire gently snaps and pops in front of
the Listener. The door is to the left - a wind rattles
the wooden door in its frame. A chicken or two cluck, by
the Listener’s feet. It is calm, warm, earthy.
(The WHORE sits in front of the Listener on a stool. The
SCHOLAR stands behind the LISTENER to the right, the
CAPTAIN stands to the left.)
I suggest almost exclusively recording things in front of the head, like it’s a camera. Behind is perceivable more
when used as part of a motion from front to back but even then not particularly.
WHORE
Welcome my love. Don’t start, there’s no
reason for alarm. Sit, sit, rest thy quaking
legs and warm your bones by the hearth.
Can someone arrive from bad weather outside? The person can approach the space from down a small corridor
(sighs)
for effect in the recording. I’ll do a door in post probably or play the sound from a speaker source.
Perhaps some weighty clothing or something that sounds like it might be good for whoever’s arriving to shake themselves off etc?
Thou seem’st the right sort for the task,
though volunteers are few and hard to lure.
(laughs, then sighs)
(BINAURAL SFX: the fire flames, the wind rattles the
door. The conversation takes place above the Listener’s
head)
Vertical positioning isn’t really noticeable but doesn’t seem to be too essential to the plot here.
CAPTAIN
This is the sacrifice?
SCHOLAR
Aye, the best I could source.
WHORE
They’ll serve.
CAPTAIN
Will they be strong enough for the task of this
night?
(to LISTENER) Art thou strong? does thou have
courage in thy heart?
WHORE
Hush sister.
(to LISTENER, flirtatiously) pay her no mind,
thou art the strongest beast e’er I laid eyes
on.
I’d pick at ear each, flirtatious one much closer and intimate. Breathy. This should be quite a significant
effect emotionally so consider how intense you want to milk that in your performance.
SCHOLAR
Wilt thou proceed as I prescribed?
WHORE
I have my instructions.
CAPTAIN
And you will follow them straight?
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WHORE
To the letter.
SCHOLAR
Come now, we must leave her to perform her part
in the rite - thou knowst the goddess Hecate is
impatient.
CAPTAIN
I could stay -
SCHOLAR
The ritual will falter with us looking on.
WHORE
Go, get thee gone - trust me to my part as I
shall trust you to yours.
(BINAURAL SFX: the fire flares - the SCHOLAR and CAPTAIN
disappear. The WHORE walks back in front of the Listener)
Now now, my love, let me sit upon thy lap, so
let us journey together, wrapped up like lost
babes in t’wood.
(BINAURAL SFX: The sound of a party can be just about
heard - 11th century music in the shape of a lute, viol
or harp, fire crackling, goblets clinking, quiet chatter,
quiet laughing)
Nice, yeah this should sound good. We should try and record the human side of this for real. Any chatter ideas or is everyone
able to improvise on the day? It should be recorded separately to the rest of the dialogue.
WHORE
(excited) Oh! Do you hear?
So the magik begins. The vision is manifest at
Hecate’s command. Quake not sweet sacrifice,
I’ll hold thee tight till we intertwine as one
- my tongue your tongue, your ears my ears…
I think this dialogue should be recorded closely in a more typical fashion for this. Perhaps with some light effects on.
SCENE 2: THE WHORE’S HOME, INT. EVENING
(BINAURAL SFX: The sound of a party is clearly audible 11th century music in the shape of a lute, viol or harp,
fire crackling, goblets clinking, quiet chatter, quiet
laughing)
(The WHORE speaks directly in front of the Listener’s
face - all action/sound takes place as though the
Listener is the WHORE)
Any extra ideas to help signpost this or is that not necessary?
WHORE
A lover had I, not one but six -
(Binaural SFX: PUNTER 1 stands in front to the left,
PUNTER 2 to the right)
PUNTER 1
Madame 3
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PUNTER 2
Mistress -
WHORE
Tall men, short men, strong men and more. By
their graces was I kept in furs and fine wines,
gifted with maids, a servant, a cook.
Accommodated and pampered with silver forks and
sweet meats - no mistress had I, and no master
either.
(Binaural SFX: the smash of a plate or the abrupt clatter
of dropped cutlery)
Ace, let’s do this in situ for real
Yet men, as you know, are jealous and vain.
Proud and clawing, they spoil the game.
Here comes one.
(Binaural SFX: Footsteps as PUNTER 1 approaches. PUNTER
1, speaks near the left ear)
Particularly noisy clip clopy shoes will be useful. I can beef up possibly but the more it’s done for real the better.
PUNTER 1
Love me here, love me there, meet me by nine
upon the stair.
(Binaural SFX: Footsteps as PUNTER #2 approaches)
WHORE
And here’s another.
(Binaural SFX: PUNTER 2, speaks in the right ear)
PUNTER 2
Please be careful please be quick, hide your
face from the candle wick.
PUNTER 1 and PUNTER 2 begin to kiss the LISTENERS neck,
stroke the face, breathe heavily in the ear, rake their
fingers through the LISTENER's hair
This is going to be intense, basically asmr. The less touching of the head the better I imagine, don’t worry about trying to record
hair being touched, I’d make this about the breathing and vocalisation/mouth sounds.
WHORE
Hungry men, famished, greedy for all.
PUNTER 1
Don’t forget -
WHORE
They’d beg -
PUNTER 2
To n’er turn your head -
PUNTER 1
Don’t flash your eyes or smile at another -
PUNTER 2
For you are mine, mine alone, forever and ever
-
PUNTER 1
I love thee I love thee and will always love
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thee/
PUNTER 2
/Will always love thee… Promise to be true -
PUNTER 1
Go on say ‘I do’…
WHORE
Such men. Such fools. Did they think that they
were the ones making the rules?
(Binaural SFX: PUNTER 1 and PUNTER 2 begin to kiss the
LISTENERS neck, stroke the face, breathe heavily in the
ear, rake their fingers through the LISTENER's hair)
Worth staggering these somewhat rather than both kicking in simultaneously. Again, I recommend not worrying about the hair.
(LAUGHING) Begone! Away! No more I say! Your
time is up, here’s your bill, remove thyself
before I…
(BINAURAL SFX: The sound of the party stops. The sound of
PUNTER 1 and PUNTER 2 stops. The LOVER stands slightly
above the Listener.)
Vertical rec is probs fine here, let’s try it. It might just not be an overwhelming sense they’re directly above you, will
have to
on the day.
WHORE
Then came
a see
lover.
LOVER
My soul -
WHORE
Different to the rest.
LOVER
My fire -
WHORE
Penniless, passionate, a peddler of poetry.
Kind eyes, thick beard, and a voice syrup sweet
-
LOVER
My heart aches -
WHORE
Within his arms I surrendered, full of peace
and desire. I felt -
LOVER
I love thee -
WHORE
Loved.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER and the WHORE kiss, their
breathing is heavy, they sigh and groan with pleasure)
This has the potential to be quite a significant experience so worth considering that in the build to it and the performance.
WHORE
My gut twisted, my fingers curled, my cheeks
flamed, my pupils flooded and my pulse drummed,
drummed out his name on the walls of my skin
through the channels of my blood summoning his
body and his embrace and the peace and delight
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and joy and hope he promised…
(SFX: Clink and clack of beaded jewellery. The PATRON
stands off to the Listener’s right hand side)
Some of these. Perhaps marbles might be right texturely?
PATRON
(Whispers) Rubies and pearls…
WHORE
(business-like) And yet.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER stops kissing and disappears.
The sound of the party resumes. The PATRON walks closer)
PATRON
Tonight?
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON throws a heavy bag of coins
onto a table in front of the Listener.)
There is a wooden table in the space but we need to have that prepped I guess then.
WHORE
(flippant) Bills to pay.
PATRON
And tomorrow.
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON throws a heavy bag of coins
onto a table in front of the Listener.)
Definitely rec in situ.
WHORE
Hedges to bet.
PATRON
And the next.
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON throws a heavy bag of coins
onto a table in front of the Listener.)
Definitely rec in situ.
WHORE
Eggs placed in one basket crack together sure
enough.
PATRON
I’ll give thee rubies.
WHORE
(flirtatiously) What else?
PATRON
And pearls for thy neck.
(BINAURAL SFX: A door slams shut, ending the sound of the
party. The PATRON disappears. The LOVER stands behind the
Listener)
I’ll do in post
LOVER
(anguish) My love!
WHORE
What’s that?
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER walks around and stands
immediately in front of the Listener)
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LOVER
Have you forgot me already?
WHORE
No! No, you are close in my heart.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER takes the Listener’s face in his
hands)
Might need to over perform to get a sense of this if it works.
LOVER
Where do you go, every night, every day?
WHORE
To work my love, to feed us and clothe us -
LOVER
(bitterly) And does she gift you love?
WHORE
Of what import is that?
LOVER
(anguished) It is all, it is all!
(SFX: Click, clack of beaded jewellery. The PATRON stands
off in the distance. She throws a bag of jewels to the
floor in front of the Listener)
PATRON
Here are the rubies, here are the pearls.
LOVER
I love thee…
PATRON
I’ll fetch more if you please.
LOVER
Be my wife, marry me, I give you my heart.
WHORE
A wife, he asked, a wife of me?
(BINAURAL SFX: The voices of the LOVER and PATRON spin
around the WHORE)
Let’s try and capture one where you move in the rec and another when you’re static and I’ll spin you in post.
PATRON
Be my mistress, and mine alone, and I’ll keep
thee in riches more plentiful than thy wildest
dreams.
WHORE
A merchant am I, with private wares that will
rot – for the deal of a lifetime, which sale
serves best?
(quietly) Hecate, forgive me.
(BINAURAL SFX: Jolly, medieval music of a wedding party)
I’ll do this in post.
(bright) Dearly beloved, you are here assembled
to learn my news of future intent. From this
day ever forward, my bedroom chamber is locked
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tight. For one has arisen above the rest, and
her offer is one no woman could refuse.
With heavy heart, but weightier purse, I leave
you all to the comfort of one another. Come,
here’s my patron, wrap your rubies and pearls
around me close.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE and PATRON kiss as the jolly
music fades to silence)
PATRON
Give me thy neck, let me dress it with jewels.
(BINAURAL SFX: PATRON draps the pearl necklace around the
WHORE’s neck)
The necklace well becomes thee.
WHORE
Its weight is most reassuring. Kiss me my lady.
(BINAURAL SFX: PATRON and WHORE kiss)
PATRON
(whispers) Mine.
WHORE
But now for the rest of my endowment?
PATRON
(teasing) Can you want more than that which I
have already bestowed?
(BINAURAL SFX: PATRON kisses the WHORE’s neck as she
speaks, knocking the pearls)
WHORE
(laughs teasingly) Come now, you tease - these
baubles are pretty, but jewels that glint and
wink in the candlelight are but a whisper of
what you promised me. All that talk of your
great… wealth.
(BINAURAL SFX: PATRON moves the hair off the WHORE’s
face, tucks it behind her ears)
PATRON
(laughs) Are you mine then, and mine alone?
WHORE
Why yes, my lady, there is no other.
PATRON
And shall I believe you?
WHORE
(impatiently) With coin exchanged throw your
doubts to the past. I am a woman of my word.
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PATRON
And would you accept the word of a whore?
WHORE
(annoyed) A whore with but one customer. Come
now, we agreed.
PATRON
My eyes are green, something pulls at my gut.
WHORE
Let me settle it then, I’ll fetch thee wine.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE walks away and turns her back to
the PATRON)
PATRON
(suspicious) Wine?
WHORE
From our southern-most grapes. It’s the
smoothest, sweetest, warmest nectar you’ll e’er
taste.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE begins to pour wine from a jug
into a cup)
A bottle might sound better for the glugs? Whichever really.
PATRON
Smooth you say, sweet and warm?
WHORE
Aye my lady.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE continues pouring)
PATRON
Will it help me to rest, to sleep, to dream?
WHORE
One sip of this nectar and you’ll dream
forever.
PATRON
Treason!
WHORE
(bewildered) My lady?
PATRON
Treason I say –
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON grabs the WHORE)
You purpose to poison me, execute me straight!
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON smacks the WHORE’s hand, the
glass smashes to the ground)
Can record the glass smash seperately but worth capturing at the time, just not in line with the script.
WHORE
(frightened) No, no!
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON grabs the pearls around the
WHORE’s neck, pulling the necklace tight - the WHORE
chokes. The PATRON hisses in her ear)
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PATRON
Liar!
WHORE
Nay my lady, nay! Not poison, I swear!
PATRON
Trickster, fraud, devilish imp with murderous
intent!
WHORE
No, that’s false, to you I am true!
PATRON
You plot my death, to flee with my wealth,
corrupt my body and health. Send my soul to the
grave and fly far away!
WHORE
I beg you, let go – my throat starts to close.
(BINAURAL SFX: Snarling, the PATRON releases the pearls.
The WHORE gasps for air)
PATRON
Might need extra pearls to help sell the sound in during the rec.
No death for thee, that would be too quick. A
cage, aye yes, a cage is what thou deserves.
Come -
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON pulls the WHORE forward)
Let us replace these pearls with something more
fitting.
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON clasps a neck shackle around
the WHORE)
Worth trying a bike lock or chunky padlock
WHORE
I protest my lady, I have not injured thee, I
would never injure thee!
(BINAURAL SFX: The click and close of a lock around the
WHORE’s neck, and clanking of chains)
PATRON
Here shall you keep, roped captive and fixed.
WHORE
But my freedom my lady – you promised!
PATRON
Your freedom, she says, what’s that – can you
find it? Grasp it about, clench it in thy
hands? You’ll stay in my sight, bound to my
wrist, fighting my hounds for the scraps off my
plate.
(BINAURAL SFX: Clanking of chains as the WHORE pulls and
fights)
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WHORE
Help, help! Please, someone send help!
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON hits the WHORE)
Hand slap, reaction in situ, slap seperately.
PATRON
Who would come? You threw them away. Driven by
greed and lust for thy purse. Accept your fate
and submit to my terms – no negotiation, no
pleading, no salvation to be had.
WHORE
(weakly) There is one who will come – he loves
me still.
PATRON
Aye, are you sure? Your confidence overreaches.
(BINAURAL SFX: The door creaks open)
Let us hear now how your love answers your
entreaties.
Do in post, there’s a corridor the lover can approach down
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER stumbles in)
LOVER
(heavily, drunk) Love…
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER stumbles closer)
(heavily, drunk) What’s this…? Bound and
chained?
WHORE
My love! You have come!
PATRON
Stay your tongue!
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON yanks on the chain, the WHORE
yelps)
LOVER
Love she says. Is this my name? The description
ill fits. Once I did love, I remember it now. I
offered her all, a place by my side, the love
from my heart, and the liberty to please
herself however-so she desired.
WHORE
Forgive me my love – I thought all for the
best.
LOVER
Partnership, companions, equal shares of my
estate.
WHORE
Your estate? What estate - your poetry, your
books?
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LOVER
My estate, my lands, my title, my treasure –
all this I held back, kept hidden away.
WHORE
Lands and a title?
LOVER
All I was to bequeath you upon our wedding
night.
WHORE
You set a trap to test my heart.
LOVER
And your love proved false.
WHORE
(to Captain) No no… my heart, my mind, my soul
is with you. I love thee, I love thee!
PATRON
Liar, thief, slut, whore!
(BINAURAL SFX: The PATRON yanks on the chain viciously,
the WHORE cries out)
WHORE
(to Captain) Art thou afeard to be the same in
thine own act and valour as thou art in desire?
LOVER
I am not afraid.
WHORE
(weeping) Then why did you come?
LOVER
To give you a gift.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER kneels on the floor, facing the
WHORE)
PATRON
Keep your distance -
LOVER
Here, let me show you -
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER pulls out a vial - it clinks
gently)
Two vials so there’s something to clink
WHORE
A vial my love, is it perfume? A tonic?
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER pulls the stopper out of the
vial)
Can do if poss, otherwise I’ll just do it in post.
LOVER
(Sadly) A tonic of sorts -
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER throws the liquid from the vial
at the WHORE’s face – it is acid. The WHORE screams as
her flesh burns. The sizzle of acid)
Might be worth making this quite abstract.
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(BINAURAL SFX: Silence. The LOVER and PATRON disappear.
WHORE speaks into the emptiness)
WHORE
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere
well it were done quickly.
There’s pain in the remembrance. Hecate's power
is strong - the visions turn real. I feel her
about us. Watching us close.
Sweet sacrifice, let us proceed.
As per earlier recommendation, perhaps we record this close.
SCENE 3: LONDON, EXT., NIGHT
(BINAURAL SFX: The sound of London streets can be heard rattle of wooden carts pulled by horses on mud)
WHORE
Alone I grieved for the injustice I bore. The
sting ‘bout my face a reminder I’m a whore; a
whore without business, a whore without care, a
whore without mercy and a whore who would dare
to right this wrong so unjustly performed.
Patient I was, steadfast with intent, biding my
time for my chance to repent.
(BINAURAL SFX: Footsteps approach - the PATRON)
Footsteps will need to be done in post as in the booth. Might need some experimentation, perhaps join the booth from an open door?
PATRON
Who stands in my way, cloaked in the shadows?
I’ve no time for beggars. Move on now, move on.
WHORE
And there stands the lady, unflinching, no
remorse. Her cruelty wrought upon me, her anger
set on course. With three steps I approach, to
argue my case, to barter and bargain and redeem
my face.
(BINAURAL SFX: the PATRON peers down closely at the
WHORE)
PATRON
(laughs, cruelly) Is’t you? Can it be? I
thought you wasted and gone. Are you back now
for more? You’ll leave wanting and poor.
WHORE
It was ne’er your wages, your hoard I desired.
It was the means they provided, the choice they
procured. To live my own way, at the hand of
none. But I learned me too late, a deal with
‘devil can’t be undone.
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PATRON
What do you want? I’m tired, I’m bored.
BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE draws a small blade from its
sheath)
Record in situ. We have knives or I’ll find something appropriate.
WHORE
Then quick to my purpose I’ll bring you my
lord. Let me sing you a song to describe my woe
- my blade knows the tune, it will bring you
down low.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE grabs the PATRON and stabs her
repeatedly. The PATRON gasps and groans in pain and
surprise)
Stab watermelon. Possibly record separate to dialogue.
(grunting) Deep ‘twixt her ribs dove quick in
my knife, its smooth cursed blade deep fixed in
her lungs. Again and again I thrust it down and
pulled out, delivering my hate with no flicker
of doubt.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE releases the PATRON, the dead
body drops to the floor. The WHORE pants)
WHORE
(hisses) No poison this time, but steel sharp
and slick. May it rot you fast, kill you
fiercely and quick.
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE wipes the blade on the SCHOLAR)
Yet the job’s half done, there’s one more to be
tried, so I wait in the shadows, for our worlds
to collide.
(BINAURAL SFX: Footsteps approach from behind the WHORE the LOVER approaches the WHORE)
Test rec from outside booth to inside. Probs need to overperform.
LOVER
I have discovered you.
WHORE
(quietly) Says the lamb to the lion. (to Lover)
Welcome my lord.
LOVER
'My lord'? This is not how you know me.
WHORE
Lord is the name assigned by your stature.
LOVER
‘Tis true, I'll not argue. But let's talk as
old friends.
WHORE
If ‘so pleases you, friends we shall be.
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LOVER
I searched for you. For twenty-score nights and
forty-score days.
WHORE
Pride bruises easily, I hid to lick my wounds.
LOVER
Let me see.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER brushes the hair off of the
Whore's scarred face. The WHORE hisses in pain)
Tricky to perceive this idea. Can we have some exposition?
WHORE
Don't. It is a sorry sight.
LOVER
Does it hurt still?
WHORE
My shame stings more.
LOVER
Oh my love… the shame is all mine.
WHORE
Call me your love? I hear you are to marry.
LOVER
To a girl of 15.
WHORE
A fine age I recall.
LOVER
A match made by deeds, titles and land.
WHORE
A good wife she'll make.
LOVER
I only e’r wanted but one.
(BINAURAL SFX: The CAPTAIN takes the Whore's hands,
kisses them)
Will likely be a subtle effect and possibly not super clear to the listener, I don’t think that’s a huge bummer though.
My heart yearns for you still.
WHORE
My heart is ice cold.
LOVER
Let me melt it, come close.
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER embraces the WHORE, speaks into
her neck)
Forgive me my love, I was young, I was foolish.
The pain I caused an act of futility. I was
desperate, crazed, wrought mad with rage. My
mind was broke, my hand not my own. Forgive me,
forgive me, I love thee still!
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER nuzzles into the WHORE’s neck)
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WHORE
Hush now, hush…
LOVER
Let me help you, love you, house you, keep you.
WHORE
Your mistress once more?
(BINAURAL SFX: The LOVER strokes the WHORE’s hair, her
face)
Won’t really be perceived I’m afraid.
LOVER
Aye! Your bed we shall share.
WHORE
My bed is long gone. It went with my home. But
what of your bed? Can we rest there instead?
LOVER
Alas no, it is filled by my bride.
WHORE
Then the marriage is certain?
LOVER
The contract’s drawn up. Here, let me hold you.
I'll ne'er let you go. I so longed to find you,
I'd looked all around, asked me my questions –
WHORE
And here I am found.
LOVER
Here you are, yes indeed, still beautiful still
fresh.
WHORE
What a shame it will be to give you your death.
LOVER
Love, what’s this?
(BINAURAL SFX: The WHORE stabs the LOVER repeatedly with
the dagger - a frenzy. The CAPTAIN groans with pain,
falls to the floor, dies
Another watermelon massacre
The Whore draws in a big breath and exhales slowly, with
contentment)
WHORE
The power restored. The scales set straight.
Mortal ties severed - I am free, I am free.
SCENE 4: THE WHORE’S SHACK, INT. EVENING
Let’s do this after scene 1.
(BINAURAL SFX: A fire gently snaps and pops. The wind
rattles the wooden door in its frame. A chicken or two
cluck. It is calm, warm, earthy. The WHORE breathes
deeply - slow and calm)
WHORE
There ends the tale.
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(BINAURAL SFX: the WHORE removes the necklace from the
Listener’s neck)
How important is that this is ultra clear? Might need some dialogue help if it is.
(BINAURAL SFX: the WHORE walks away from the Listener)
Yet your part is but at its start. Two more
chapters await you in turn. Be bold, be
resolute and keep hid thy fear. My sisters
suffer fools with torment or scorn.
Walk right down corridor ending up being quite projected back to the mic.
(BINAURAL SFX: The fire flares, the wind roars, the door
bangs. A whooshing, sucking, straining noise. A bird caws
in the distance, then huge fluttering and roaring of
wings circle the Listener. Silence.)
ENDS
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