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Jane Upton

All the Little Lights (NHB Modern Plays)

'I know you want what everyone else wants. A family. A home. But you'll never have it. Cos of what's inside you.'
Joanne and Lisa were like sisters. Then Lisa left. Now they're back together for one last birthday party by the railway tracks. But can they salvage their friendship, or will ghosts of the past haunt them forever?
Poignant, moving and darkly funny, All the Little Lights is the searing story of young girls slipping through the cracks in society, desperately searching for friendship, family and themselves. In a world where nobody wants you, what would you do to survive?
Jane Upton's All the Little Lights was joint winner of the 2016 George Devine Award for Most Promising Playwright, and was nominated for Best Play at the 2017 Writers' Guild Awards. Produced by Fifth Word, and written with support from charity Safe & Sound, the play toured the UK in 2017, following a successful run in 2015.
'Terrifically realistic and darkly funny… truly extraordinary and moving theatre' — Nottingham Post
37 printed pages
Copyright owner
Bookwire
Original publication
2017
Publication year
2017
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Quotes

  • b2032408310has quoted4 years ago
    JOANNE. I sat in our seats. And there was this kid on this other table, Connie. Bet she was IVF. Cos they were all over her. And her mum’s got her one of them cookies you like. Only she’s going fucking mental, kicking and screaming cos she wanted a cupcake.
  • b2032408310has quoted4 years ago
    JOANNE. And her mum’s going ‘Excuse me, young lady, I beg your pardon, I don’t expect a scene like that.’ Everyone’s fucking looking but pretending not to. And her mum goes‘I know you’ve had a difficult day, darling, but we’re all tired.’ Only Connie’s still fucking fruitloop, chucking stuff.
  • b2032408310has quoted4 years ago
    JOANNE. Fucking ’ell, Lisa. Wait will you. I’m telling a fucking story, alright. Connie’s going skitz. And then her mum, right, her mum runs off to get her a fucking cupcake.
    So I goes up to her, Connie, and I sit opposite her, and I hold her little hand. And she’s silent then. Her eyes are dead wide, looking up at me. Just staring up at me. And I get her hand and I hold it on the radiator, trap it really hard, fucking roasting radiator, and she’s crying, cos it’s fucking burning. And I’m holding it so she can’t escape. And

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