Allied Soldier

Gender Unspecified | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 34

EXTRACT: Good bloke, good interrogator, never sick Not even drink---slowed. Quite the opposite. Always up for it, bash the buggers with a steel bar Where it doesn't show. Push a bastard's head back and pour water down his nose to make him gag Because he's bored that day. Once he drilled a hole in some poor sod's buttocks-same. Felt like it, so he did. Twenty---3and he thought he could do whatever, like God.

Jessekah

Female | 20s | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 47

EXTRACT: Who am I that hate so much? (beat) I find myself/ Wondering about- / Is it possible/ To know why people acted as they did?/ The state of their souls as they did what they did. With 2 hands, with arms and/ feet, with organs, senses, passions, flesh and blood./ And when the crows came down from their loud flight/ And there's no wind to carry away the stories/ Will we remain forever haunted by those death trains clattering across the back/ gardens of suburban Germany?

Portia

Female | 30s | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 1

EXTRACT: ..look at them! Like crows and vultures. Look at them picking up the pieces. When they bend down you can see right up their thighs. They come from the theatre ,those weird clothes they're wearing, Before it was locked up, what's left, and left to a cast of rats and cut---throat dogs. You know, those women will take anything: wonky chairs, cracked mirrors, rotten food, anything. They can't bear having nothing, so they collect any old crap. But don't be fooled, they're not nearly as old and dried up as they look. And of course they're not all women either.

Yamina

Female | Unspecified | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 38

EXTRACT: We moved to Paris when I was 5. We were migrants with a small M. An M that tried to make itself as small and inconspicuous as possible. Before immigration became this hot- -button issue. Mum wanted to go to Switzerland because it had mountains, chocolate and neutrality. But France is a land where the soup is rich and creamy, and that's were we ended up. We arrived in Paris with 19 plastic bags..

REVIEW: THIRD PERSON

DIANE STUBBINGS, AUSTRALIAN STAGE, 24 MAY 2013

"[T]he nature of justice, the impact of displacement, and the way we attenuate our own guilt by shifting our language, so that we speak not in the first person, but in the third… a moving piece of theatre."