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White noise, as if turning on an old-fashioned television. |
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It is 1945, the television is playing a documentary on the lives of mixed-race people. |
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More like a nature documentary like Blue Planet rather than an actual exploration of them as human beings. |
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Present day. |
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Tony is sitting at the table. |
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He is anxious, his foot taps purposefully as if somehow the rhythm will cradle his worries. |
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We hear a waitress walk towards the table. |
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He looks back at the drinks menu and throws it down on the table. |
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Some moments pass before a young woman arrives and stands next to the table. |
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We hear her footsteps, different from the waitress. |
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We hear his chair pull back as he stands, clears his throat. |
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The two sit in more uncomfortable silence. |
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Silence. |
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The waitress arrives back with pinot grigio in hand. |
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She puts it down the table. |
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Gwawr takes a big swig. |
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What follows is a compilation of Gwawr trying to get out to Tony what it is she wants to say. This will be cut with news stories, beginning in America, then British news, followed by Wales, followed by Cardiff. |
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The TV is blaring, Eisteddfod 2019 is playing on repeat. |
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We hear the corn gwlad and Gwawr speaks over it. |
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We hear applause begin as the winner of the chair stands. |
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The applause and music from the television play under the following text. |
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Gwawr stifles a snort of laughter |
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Beat. |
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We hear Gwawr switch from channel to channel. |
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More silence as we hear them eat crisps. |
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More silence. |
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Beat. |
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They both laugh. |
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We return to the documentary world |
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Transition to the café with Gwawr and Tony, continuing where they left off from their last conversation. |
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Silence |
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Gwawr laughs awkwardly. |
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Gwawr stifles a snort. |
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Beat. |
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Beat. |
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Silence |
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We hear the beginning jingle as the news plays on the TV. |
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This news segment will play as if it is on in the background, the audience hear important snippets throughout the dialogue that follows this section. |
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Television turned off/News theme tune play out. |
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Beat. |
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The documentary begins again. |
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This time interviewing a Jamaican who moved to Wales. |
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We hear the TV get switched off. |
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We hear Mam heave herself off the sofa reluctantly. |
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Gwawr ignores her mother sat on her phone, we hear notifications popping up and tapping to signify this. |
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Gwawr reluctantly gets off her phone and helps. |
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Slight pause. |
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Silence |
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Pause. |
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We hear Gwawr and Mam move through the house and Mam starts rustling through a bookshelf in another room |
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Gwawr is choked up. |
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Pause. |
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Silence |
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Beat. |
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Beat. |
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Documentary crackling. |
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Beat. |
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They both laugh knowingly. |
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Pause |
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Silence |
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Beat |
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Gwawr wonders whether to tell the truth. |
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Beat |
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Segments from the documentary and script begin to play between the dialogue leading up to Gwawr's exit. |
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A compilation of the documentary style elements used previously. |
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Signifying Gwawr's mind trying to make sense of it all: |
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the largest Negro district in the United Kingdom… |
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impair on the harmony, strength and cohesion of public life… |
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you're just like your mother... |
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justice for George Floyd... |
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fod yna gymaint o deilyngdod… |
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it will struggle against the higher level… |
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no justice, no peace… |
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the children, are they sane?... |
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it was not my fault that you were born. |
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Silence |
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Gwawr opens the door and walks through her house. |
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Beat |