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START: Regina. I hate the prairies. They’re flat. It’s an absolute nightmare landscape of absolutes and I’m a relativist. I’ll go mad. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend. Diamonds are harder than a bed of nails. I can’t feel anything. I’m perfectly fine.

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END: The fountain pen I made from my parakeet, Laurel. She used to sing “Volare.� She fell five stories and died instantly. And this - my fool’s gold. Silent mocking oracle. I’ll do the world a favour.

For full extended monologue, please refer to the script edition cited here: MacDonald, Ann-Marie. Goodnight Desdemona (Good Morning Juliet). Vintage Canada, Toronto, Canada, 1998. pp. 20-21.