Maria: I missed it all. I never got to see it grow, I never got to see it breathe - it was a stillborn. And I blame myself for its death. I am such a bad person - horrible...evil...
Curtains close. Two men walk onto the stage. One of them is John. He walks with his head down. Next to him is Dave who smokes a cigarette as he walks with John.
John: I don't think she realises how much she's disappointed me. I had so much hope and...maybe I expected too much...
Dave: I don't understand why you keep thinking about it.
John: Because I thought she could...
Dave: Forget her. She clearly isn't capable. There are others out there who can - don't hang around with someone as useless as her.
John looks up at Dave.
John: Light me a fag, mate. I'll come with you. Show me...
Dave lights John a cigarette, pats him on the shoulder and walks off stage. John stands puffing on his cigarette. Maria enters.
Maria: You know I didn't mean to...I mean I didn't know what to do.
John looks down on her and continues to smoke his cigarette.
Maria: I'm sorry - I've been too afraid to say anything to you...until now...but there, I've said it! Please forgive me!
John (as he speaks, smoke comes out of his mouth and nose): There's nothing to forgive.
Maria: Wha-what? What do you mean?
John blows smoke in Maria's face
John: There is nothing to forgive. Because you don't exist.
John walks off stage and Maria stands on stage alone, almost in tears.
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