Peek: (Shouts) Do you believe in me? (Waits for a few seconds, listening, listens again, wait for a few more seconds, then exits.)
Enter Boo.
Boo: (Shouts) Do you believe in me? (Waits for a few seconds, listening, listens again, wait for a few more seconds.)
Enter Peek.
Peek: I thought someone responded.
Boo: To who?
Peek: To me, who else
Boo: You're not the only one.
Peek: I know that, there would be no problem if I was.
Boo: It could have been to me.
Peek: So there was a response then?
Boo: Not to you!
Peek: To you?
Boo: No, not to anyone. Not from anyone.
Peek: Having you been looking for long?
Boo: Too long and yet not long enough.
Peek: I know that feeling, it's not even the work itself you look for after a while.
Boo: No? It is for me, what more does a man need.
Peek: Yes, but there is something else also, that feeling of belonging and worth.
Boo: I just need the bread.
(Light moves across the stage.)
Peek: Oh! There might be some life here.
Boo: There might be, who knows?
Peek: Ah! Something will turn up, it always does.
Boo: Does it?
Peek: Eventually, yes.
Boo: Eventually, (pause), yes.
Peek: The start, you know, that is all we need.
Boo: Yes, but why does it feel like the end to me.
Peek: That'll be you and your misery.
Boo: And you and your misery, what does it feel like?
Peek: Ah! To hell with yeah! I think there is some life around here yet.
(Light moves across the stage.)
Peek: See, there you go, it could be the start.
Boo: Oh, it'll be the start alright, shall we try again?
Peek: Ok, that's the lad, I'll go first.
(Peek moves forward stage three steps, waits, looks around, waits some more.)
Peek: (Shouts) Do you believe in me?
(Waits for a few seconds, listening, listens again, wait for a few more seconds. Boo moves forward stage three steps, waits, looks around, waits some more.)
Boo:(Shouts) Do you believe in me?
(Waits for a few seconds, listening, listens again, wait for a few more seconds.)
Peek: I thought there was something there, like a low hum, a reassuring sound, an engine just ticking over perhaps or the fan in an oven.
Boo: Or a heavy door closing, or a book. Yes, that was it, a heavy book closing, a big one, mind you, one of importance.
Peek: Will we try again?
Boo: We will. We will try again, what else is there to do?
Fade to black.
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