SCENE: "INTERROGATION"
VERSION 03: 05.04.04
(currently scene 9)

VOICE: I need to know exactly what happened this morning. I realize this might not be a good time, but I need to know .... I'm sorry, but given the circumstances there are some questions I just have to ask. What happened this morning?

WOMAN: I just ran

VOICE: No. Not just. What got you started? What time was it?

WOMAN: Early. Still dark. I thought I heard a strange sound ....

VOICE: What was it?

WOMAN: I don't know.

VOICE: What was it?
[no reply]

VOICE: What was it?

WOMAN: I don't know. I went to look......

VOICE: What did you do?

WOMAN: Got dressed without turning on the light. I went downstairs .... outside ..

VOICE: Where were you going?

WOMAN: I just ran .... I was so scared ......somehow I asked myself if I had ever really seen him.

VOICE: How did you feel when you first saw him?

WOMAN: Scared, at first. Then - exhilarated

VOICE: Ahhh .... why?

WOMAN: Because he ....because I ..... he....despite everything, intensly intimate things were happening ..... he didn't seem to be wasting my time.

VOICE: Wasting your time? Can you elaborate on that?

WOMAN: It's too difficult to explain. I think his soul had gone mad. Being alone in the darkness it had looked in on itself. His life was running swiftly, too, ebbing out of his heart. I knew it would be dangerous, but it was my choice. I just wanted to see how difficult it was to ... if I could get through.

The woman seems confused, thrown off balance. She starts to reconstruct the shots she has played - but fluidly, dreamlike. The sound of the night in Africa is heard softly.

WOMAN: One minute he was okay, and then the next his face was flushed. He was sweaty and panting. Then he sort of just went soft, turned white, stopped panting and passed out.

VOICE: Do you have something you use when you need to get up your courage? Memories, tableaux .... scenes from your early life?

WOMAN: What? No. I don't think so..... I don't know. Next time I'll have to check.

The night sound is amplified.



VOICE 1: What’s wrong with her?

VOICE 2: Her mind’s dying, but her body won’t quit. It's the question that drives us mad. It's the question that brought her here.

Telephone rings breaking the night sound.
It is as if she is phoning the man.

WOMAN: Hallo, it's me.

MAN: Hallo

WOMAN: You're not at work.

MAN: Did you want something? You know my door is always open to you.

WOMAN: I just want to know the truth. Will you be around next week?

MAN: I've already told you.

VOICE: Tell her again...