WIVES PLAN TO BETRAY
KODALASHVILI LELA
Wives Plan to Betray is a collection of four plays with the combination of tragedy and comedy. The main characters are modern women with their problems. Betrayal, love, family, apathy, sex – gain a completely new meaning.
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Translated into English by Nino Kerashvili
OUR LIFELESS BODIES
(A room. There are some oil-paintings on the wall. Some unfinished paintings are in the corner. The easel is opened. Oil paints are dried on the board of the easel. Nearby there is a small table with a laptop computer on it. There are some opened books and some paper as well. There is an old sofa with creaky springs and Keto is sitting at the laptop computer staring at the screen of the computer. It would be desirable if the typing process were reflected on the projector.)
Keto: Damn it!I couldn’t do it again. What problem is to click on the window. I should try the mouse. Nana says it is easy with the mouse.
-“my skin is the grave of those letters (letters of the alphabet).. I shouldn’t forget -“my skin is the grave of those letters. Sometimes they strike me like stars and disappear with whistle” … “disappear with whistle” – Somehow I don’t like it.. She is looking for something on the lower shelf of the small table. She finds the mouse and examines the sides of the computer with doubt. At last she is able to connect the mouse to the computer. “They strike me like stars and disappear with whistle, sometimes they make a huge bonfire and burn me alive on it like a medieval witch, but sometimes they flew like flocks of birds, some of them bite me with their beaks, some of them pat me with the wings. Some stay here and don’t go anywhere.”
That’s all at last. Now I should save it or it will be deleted like it happened the other day when the electricity was turned off… Witches… Uh, how many of them were burnt. What did Abo was saying about it then? Abo! (She is shouting) How many witches were burnt a year?
Abo enters with pliers and a screw in his hand...(See PDF)
EXTRACT
Translated into English by Nino Kerashvili
OUR LIFELESS BODIES
(A room. There are some oil-paintings on the wall. Some unfinished paintings are in the corner. The easel is opened. Oil paints are dried on the board of the easel. Nearby there is a small table with a laptop computer on it. There are some opened books and some paper as well. There is an old sofa with creaky springs and Keto is sitting at the laptop computer staring at the screen of the computer. It would be desirable if the typing process were reflected on the projector.)
Keto: Damn it!I couldn’t do it again. What problem is to click on the window. I should try the mouse. Nana says it is easy with the mouse.
-“my skin is the grave of those letters (letters of the alphabet).. I shouldn’t forget -“my skin is the grave of those letters. Sometimes they strike me like stars and disappear with whistle” … “disappear with whistle” – Somehow I don’t like it.. She is looking for something on the lower shelf of the small table. She finds the mouse and examines the sides of the computer with doubt. At last she is able to connect the mouse to the computer. “They strike me like stars and disappear with whistle, sometimes they make a huge bonfire and burn me alive on it like a medieval witch, but sometimes they flew like flocks of birds, some of them bite me with their beaks, some of them pat me with the wings. Some stay here and don’t go anywhere.”
That’s all at last. Now I should save it or it will be deleted like it happened the other day when the electricity was turned off… Witches… Uh, how many of them were burnt. What did Abo was saying about it then? Abo! (She is shouting) How many witches were burnt a year?
Abo enters with pliers and a screw in his hand...(See PDF)
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