Sudan is the story of the last white male rhino on earth, his carer, his doctor and the love that binds all three. Sudan is losing - everything - his mind, bodily functions, ability to control his environment and decisions need to be made. HIs carer, Frank, just wants life to go on as normal, his doctor, Cathy, wants life to be a dedication to scientific endeavour. This is a tale of love, connection and the ultimate extinction of a species. How did we get here? How did we let this happen? Where do we go now, when all is said and done and all is lost? This is a hopeful story, funny, thoughtful, and ultimately concerned with humanity and humanity's inhumanity to every living thing. Sudan, Frank and Cathy are all of us, striving for whatever semblance of happiness we can grab, learning to deal with whatever sadness we encounter.

  • drama, comedy.
  • 55
  • 3 total
  • 2 female identifying, 1 male identifying
  • women
  • 18+
  • all ages
  • Australian Script Centre


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Gender Unspecified | 50s | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 19

EXTRACT: This one’s a doozy. After the tsunami in Japan, a telephone booth washed up into this bloke’s backyard. So, he just leaves it there. He’ll get around to removing it eventually. One night he looks out his kitchen window and there’s a girl, maybe sixteen, seventeen, in the telephone booth – and he runs out his back door, still in his pyjamas, and he’s yelling at her to get out of the telephone booth and out of his yard and then he hears her, on the phone, the phone that obviously doesn’t work, can’t possibly be connected to anything.


Female | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 23

EXTRACT: School holidays once, I was six and my sister eight, Mum had to leave us home alone. Can’t remember why now, maybe she just had to duck down to the shops. My sister wanted to watch TV until everything returned to normal, but I had other plans. I knew where mum kept money. In her underpants draw. I crept into her room, rifled through that draw and ran back into the lounge with five hundred dollars grasped in my fat little six-year-old hand. ‘Come on,’ I said to my shaking sister. ‘I know where there are kittens’.

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