A rented living room. Jess sips on her 4th coffee of the day and feels no effect whilst flicking through listings for 8 more Shakespeare adaptations in parks while Anna throws stuff at a TV screen filled with white men.

 

Anna: Why won’t anyone pay me to make the work I want to make?

Jess: I’ll pay you.

Anna: You don’t have any money

Jess: Yet. If I could get paid to make the work I want to make, which I’m pretty sure is 99.9% the same as the work you want to make, then I could pay you. And me.

Anna: And we could make the work we want to make.

Beat

Jess: What if -

Anna: We started…

J & A: A thing?!?

MAGNA is born.

Anna: What’s the work you want to make in that 0.1% that’s different from the work I want to make?

Jess: Dog adverts.
Anna :Oh yeah, yer on yer own there, mate.