Cressy stands at the open windows face to the breeze.
Cressy: That feels nice. Where's that ferry going?
Mae: Coming back from Nora island. The Japs have built a resort there.
(p. Act One, Sc. 2)
Nona: Hey, let's go, it'll take us a few hours to get to the island.
Mae: You two go.
Nona: No, the three of us. It'll make up for the funeral. We'll make it up to her.
Mae: She's just ashes.
Nona: We have to – we're all she had. This is the only time during the year – only for tow days can you walk over to it. Come on.
Cressy: No. A storm's coming up ... behind the island. The sky looks all brusied.
Nona: In the rain. The lightning!
Cressy: You are crazy.
Nona: I love getting wet. Makes me brand new.
(p. Act One, Sc. 3)
The sound of thunder. The sisters listen.
Cressy: Thunder.
Nona: Moving furniture in heaven.
Cressy goes to the window and stares outside at the gathering storm.
Cressy: The sky's full of electricity.
The other two look out.
Nona: The bats know. Look at them flying home.
Mae: It's one of those storms that will pass over us.
Nona: But we can still go to the island, can't we?
Mae: It's raining.
Nona: It'll pass. You know that. An hour or two. It's full moon tonight – then we'll walk across the flats under the full moon.
(p. Act One, Sc. 3)
Nona: If I can't get a turtle, at least I can get a mud crab for breakfast.
Cressy: The air's so clean and fresh.
Nona: It's better than being inside, isn't it?
Cressy: [dropping bags looking around] Sky's cleared. Twenty-four hours ago I was in London – miserable, miserable London. [Wriggling toes in the mud] Oh, I like it when the mud oozes through my toes.
(p. Act Two, Sc. 1)
The mud flats. An hour later. A distant glow from where the house is on fire. Mae runs on excited.
Mae: It's really burning! It's really burning!
(p. Act Two, Sc. 2)