Choir: Where do you go, is this the future?
(Streetsounds. Trams and cars.)
Machine:
They’re here.
(short break.)
They’re everywhere.
They don’t look at eachother.
And if they do, in a split second, they recognize eachother immediately.
(short break.)
Are you listening?
Andy:
Can I interrupt?
Machine:
Shhhh!
(offical tone of voice) Mind your step.
(short break.)
(whispers.) When they freez, they socialize.
(Streetsounds dissapear.
Klicking sounds of camera’s.
Sounds of children playing and making funny sounds.)
Andy: (very serious) I think something very important just happened. Something has changed. Is that correct?
Machine: (laughs) Very good. Well done!
Andy: (whispers) I’m looking at a man, sitting in a room.
(short break.)
Machine: That is correct.
Andy: I saw him before. Is that right? On the photo’s.
Machine: You are a very good observer indeed.
Andy: He’s looking in a camera now, very close, very direct….
Machine: Go on.
Andy: (whipsers) Can he see me too? Does he hear me? (to himself.) I don’t think I’m ready for this…
Machine: You want to leave?
Andy: Well…
Machine: You can’t! Hahaha! Too late! But don’t worry, this is just the beginning. Relax.
Andy: (bit suspecious) Can I ask you a question?
Machine: Don’t get impatient. Slow down.
Andy: How do you know my name?
(short break)
Machine: One moment please. I will connect you in a few seconds. Hold on.
(Click)
Andy: Alone again….
(short break.)
Machine: Stop. What did you say?
Andy: Oh… I said… what’s your name?
Machine: Just call me… Machine.
Andy: Machine.
Machine: That’s me.
Andy: And he? Who is he? What’s his name?
Machine: That’s private. I’m sorry. By the way, I heard what you just said…
