Steven

Male | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 46

EXTRACT: Everyone is...pretending that nothing is going on. Our guy reads the numbers, doesn't flinch. He carefully folds up the piece of paper and then starts tapping on a glass to get every ones attention. He stands up and says I've got something I'd like to announce. Everyone shuts up and listens right. Trying not to laugh. The guy turns to his wife and says "Our marriage is over you fucking nagging bitch. I hate you" He then turns to the boss and says "Stick your job up your ass you fucken tight prick. I quit"

Steven

Male | 30s | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 46

EXTRACT: Everyone is...pretending that nothing is going on. Our guy reads the numbers, doesn't flinch. He carefully folds up the piece of paper and then starts tapping on a glass to get every ones attention. He stands up and says I've got something I'd like to announce. Everyone shuts up and listens right. Trying not to laugh. The guy turns to his wife and says "Our marriage is over you fucking nagging bitch. I hate you" He then turns to the boss and says "Stick your job up your ass you fucken tight prick. I quit"

Kenny

Male | 50s | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 18

EXTRACT: 'Damns at lowest capacity in history'...'hottest day on record' 'Mother eats baby's brain'... 'China in crisis'... look at China... China's fucked. I was doing a job out in Shitsville coupla weeks back, burnt me hand on the guttering. Have a look...Still there. Been in the trade for forty years, never once. Never once... Lost me hammer too...Too old for this shit...Two more years then I'm fishing off the North coast. That's it.

Kenny

Male | 50s | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 9

EXTRACT: You know what he was don't ya...? He was the deputy secretary of the B.L.F in the seventies. A man is but the sum total of his deeds. Look at him now...Poor old cunt. He was a paid up member of the communist party. They should stuff him and put him up next to Phar Lap. He's kicked more fucken heads than we've had hot meals. (loud) You want a beer Dickie?... Ah you fucken heard that didn't you?

GRIFFIN AWARD WINNER ANNOUNCED

TROY DODDS, AUSSIETHEATRE, 17 AUGUST 2010

"Griffin Theatre Company last night announced that writer, director and dramaturg Aidan Fennessy is the winner of the 2010 Griffin Award for his play Brutopia."