Week 2: A 5 Minute Play

During this session, we were asked to create – in groups – a 5 minute play on a mundane subject or scene.

The play you are about to read is called ‘The Lift’ (title subject to subjectivity; other members of the group may have chosen to call it something else). With this script, we wanted to explore the silences in between dialogues, rather than the actual dialogues themselves. It is a play around the (rather awkward) silence present in ‘lift-conversations’ (a.k.a. elevator chitchats).

LCC Tower Block. 13h48. The usual chaotic situation in the 1st floor – several people are waiting for the lift.
The doors finally open. Three students get inside.

Ema: What floor are you going to?
Josefin: 14th.

Ema presses the round button with the number 14.
An awkward silence follows; only the elevator music can be heard.

DING! The doors open once again. Isabella comes in.

Isabella: Oh hey!
Gino: Hi! What’s up?
Isabella: Where are you going?
Gino: Hmm… to CTS.
Isabella: CTS? What did you choose?
Gino: Writing as Practice.
Isabella: Oh, really? Me too!
Gino: That’s great!

Once again, an awkward silence takes place;
We can hear the elevator music playing in the background.

DING! Doors open. Liam enters and presses a button.
More awkward silence.
Ema realizes the buttons are not selected anymore.

Gino: I don’t think we’re moving.
Ema: Wait… It’s not working.
Josefin: What do you mean?
Ema: It just… stopped working.
Josefin: Is there like an emergency button or something?
Ema: Yes but it’s not working!
Isabella: Should we try to call someone?
Gino: Do you have any signal?
Isabella: Oh no, I don’t. Great…
Gino: Let’s just wait. It will start off at some point.
Liam: We’re going to die in here.
Josefin: No, don’t say that please. I don’t like small spaces! … I knew I should have taken the stairs.
Liam: I couldn’t take the stairs. It’s fucking 14 floors up!
Isabella: Are you going to the 14th floor too?
Liam: Yeah.
Isabella: Where were you guys going to?
Josefin: Also 14th floor.
Isabella: Oh. What class…?
Josefin: Hmm… Writing as Practice.
Ema: Me too!
Isabella: Oh, us too! So we’re all going to be late on our first day.
Josefin: Well, at least we have a good excuse.
Liam: ‘I’m sorry, the elevator broke.’

(Silence)

Liam: I’m hungry…
Josefin: Is there any air in here?

People take a step back in order to give Josefin some space.
(More silence)

Josefin: Do you think we’ll have to be here much longer?
Ema: I hope not…

(Again, awkward silence)

Josefin: Does no one have wifi?
Gino: No…
Ema: No.
Isabella (to Josefin): Are you ok?
Josefin: Yeah… I’ll be fine.
Ema: Surely someone will come soon and take us out of here.

(Again, an awkward silence followed by some small talk)

Isabella: So… it was a nice day today, wasn’t it?
Ema: Yeah, really hot and sunny.
Isabella: Unlike last week.
Josefin: Yeah, it was raining all week.
Isabella: Yeah…

(Silence, again)

Gino: Oh, I think we’re moving up!
Ema: Yeah, I think it’s working!
Josefin: Oh, thank God!
Isabella: Finally…!

DING! Everyone gets out of the lift.
The End.

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  1. Reblogged this on Writing as Practice and commented:
    The play you are about to read is called ‘The Lift’ (title subject to subjectivity; other members of the group may have chosen to call it something else). With this script, we wanted to explore the silences in between dialogues, rather than the actual dialogues themselves. It is a play around the (rather awkward) silence present in ‘lift-conversations’ (a.k.a. elevator chitchats).

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