Please note that all dialogue is under United States
Radio Free America
A drama in one act by Allyson Currin
3 men, 2 women, unit set
In this futuristic what-if set in Washington, DC, an intrepid group
of artists run a radio station to boost morale as the United States
crumbles under the force of an enemy invasion. The patriotic goals
of the artists shift and strain as the stranglehold of siege forces
them to question the value of art in the ugly face of machine gun
fire. Sample dialogue:
Jason. There’s got to be a way out down by the river. It’s
close enough. You could get out by the river. It makes sense –
But I’m not going.
Silence. Everyone stares at him.
What did you say?
Don’t look at me like that. I’m being pragmatic.
The hell you say!
You’ll probably be marching right to the prison camps.
I hear they’re really nasty this time of year.
Or straight into a slaughter.
As opposed to staying here for one? Come on, man.
We—we can’t leave Tess here alone.
Don’t do it for me. Don’ you DARE do it for me!
Well, hell. Fuck me.
Fiddling while Rome burns.
Yeah, I already thought of that one.
Tilting at windmills, rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic.
A passel of perfect metaphors.
I’ve got a few more, but I know you’re in a hurry.
No, it actually appeals to my deep love for the futile last stand.
Little Bighorn for the over-educated.
An idealist at last. It’s always so pretty when it’s