Craig's a man with a plan. Can't afford a taxi, why not buy a car? In a tricky spot, why not blackmail your girlfriend's grandmother? And Nan's boyfriend, the used car salesman? And his half brother too? In debt? No problem. Things can always get worse.

Meet the brother, the girlfriend and her grandmother. Where's Craig? Well, there's a few people who'd like to know.

Debt. Three people, one problem, no clue.

Co-winner of the 2006 Greenroom Award for best new Australian Play.

  • black comedy, storytelling
  • 70
  • 3 total
  • 2 female identifying, 1 male identifying
  • adolescence
  • 16 to 18, 18+
  • young adult, adult
  • Australian Script Centre


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Female | 60+ | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 20

EXTRACT: So. I got all made up. I put on my best slacks, a new shirt, a kind of a cerise colour, matching lipstick. Oh yes, a very nice Revlon that you don't find too often now a days. And l caught a tram down to Les's house. Well, it's enormous. Oh, wonderful, really. Les's always had a real eye for class. Big glass doors and a lovely garden with a marvellous display of camellias just coming into bud. They employ a gardener of course. And then Les came out- all dressed from his Sunday morning round of golf.


Female | 20s | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 4

EXTRACT: And: he was a fucken idiot. No. Full on. Am I talking about Shane or Craig? Both really. Shit. I wish I'd met their mum. I swear. Talk about collateral damage. So we got the car. We got the car. Oh yeah, I signed the fucken paper work too. So that's me and Shane then- tied together for life it felt. Me and Shane and Craig. Tied together to pay off that fucken heap of shit. Just goes to show you should never trust anyone. Not even the father of your child. 'Specially not the father of your child.

Adult themes, Adult language


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

EXTRACT: Craig's first big mistake was the car. Full on. Seriously. I mean, the pair of them, Craig and Met, didn't have two bucks to rub together. And if they did, they shot them straight up their arms. I've never been a junkie myself- more a booze man if you get my meaning. But those two. Shit. lf they couldn't get smack it was morphine or benzos or whatever they could lay their hands on.

Adult themes, Adult language

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