Script: Jyoti vs. the matriarch

JYOTI leans back in a chair with her feet propped up next to her sewing machine, where what appears to be a green tentacle is halfway finished. She holds what we understand to be a phone, but only through context clues. We hear her MOM speaking from it.

JYOTI

Mom, Mom, would you listen to yourself? That’s prejudice!

MOM

Don’t you lecture me about prejudice. I grew up on Earth. That’s the most prejudiced society womankind has ever known. And you know who was behind it? Men.

JYOTI

Justus isn’t like men on Earth, Mom! He doesn’t even remember life off-Gilman.

MOM

And neither do you. You don’t know what men can be like.

JYOTI

I know Justus. And the Committee decreed that the boys weren’t to be treated as second-class citizens. Don’t you trust the Committee?

MOM

Need I remind you that I was part of that Committee? We did our duty for the boys, they were raised and educated well and as men they are fully productive members of our society. That does not mean I have to indulge my daughter in some antiquated notion of romantic love.

JYOTI

You wouldn’t call it antiquated if you knew anything about it!

MOM

How on Gilman do you think you were born?

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Script: Jyoti vs. the matriarch

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