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The Jetty

The Jetty is set off the West Coast of Ireland towards the end of the potato famine. A jetty is to be built on a remote island to provide famine relief work, and an engineer and his son arrive, bringing with them the scientific ideals of the Industrial Revolution to an island where myth and reality are simply part of the continuum of everyday life.

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    Interlude

Brigid
Sunlight catches water where the nets are thrown
Rainbowed squalls cover the land
Spray hauled in upon sodden oars
Drips into an empty bilge


Turn homeward upon the tide
For sea fret fills your boat
Night roars in the east
And your love lies on the strand

    Scene 3

     Exterior, beach

     Music fades into SFX of oystercatchers

CaitínI was thinking you would not come
SeanAnd leave you laughing at me with the island boys!
CaitínWhat would you be knowing of the island boys?
SeanI…
CaitínFit strong lads who could surely knock you into the sea with one look
SeanAnd would they walk with Caitín upon the strand?
CaitínEvery day they call and sometimes it is I go with them
SeanAnd sometimes?
CaitínI stay at home or go walking with a stranger boy who talks of railways and Mr… Mr…
SeanMr Brunel. He has built the Great Britain. It is the largest ship in the world and it is made of iron
CaitínBut talks of nothing else I’m thinking
Beat
SeanIs not… is not the moon surely beautiful upon the water
CaitínAnd what would you be knowing of the moon Sean Mike?
SeanIt turns around the earth. It hangs in space, held up by gravity – Mr Newton said so. It shines with the sun’s reflected light. It…
CaitínIt is a light set flying in the sky to show boys where a girl’s hand lies in the dark
SeanI…
CaitínOr is it you have never needed to look?
Beat
SeanCaitín… If it is the boys…
CaitínSean Mike?
SeanIf it is you’d rather that the island boys would walk with you upon the strand, then I will take you home
CaitínThe island boys will not be coming near our bothín
     SFX of small waves breaking builds
SeanFor why?
CaitínThe strong fit boys who would knock you in the sea. They it is fear the fairies. They think the fish we catch is fairy food…
SeanWe’ve reached the waves
CaitínWhy so we have. Is it your boots worrying you?
SeanThose I can take off
CaitínCan you see my hand, Sean Mike?
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