I probably shouldn't post this. It's a spoiler. But hopefully divorced from context the big important ideas of it won't be clear, which are more spoilery than the simple fact of this scene's existence. So I don't think I'll say anymore. Except this may be a fairly decent example of me successfully embedding meaning non-literally.

Day #15 - "Still So Much to Do"
From Mrs. Hawking VI
London, England, 1888
VICTORIA HAWKING, the lady's champion of London, late forties
MALAIKA SHAH, a specter of the past, apparently early twenties
~~~
(Enter the specter of MALAIKA SHAH as she was in her youth, carrying her basket of sewing. She sits beside MRS. HAWKING.)
MALAIKA:
It’s time, missibaba.
MRS. HAWKING:
Malaika. Let’s explore the cellar. Or go to the pond and catch frogs.
MALAIKA:
It’s getting dark out. And there is still so much to do.
MRS. HAWKING:
I can’t go on the roof anymore. That’s ruined.
MALAIKA:
We are not the girls we used to be. To much has happened for us to ever go back.
MRS. HAWKING:
I can’t bear it. Not again.
MALAIKA:
It’s too late for that.
MRS. HAWKING:
I should have done better. I should have known.
MALAIKA:
Now you have work to do.
MRS. HAWKING:
What can I do?
MALAIKA:
Whatever you can. Whatever you have to. The way we always do.
MRS. HAWKING:
This wasn’t what I wanted. I never needed this! I never meant for this to happen!
MALAIKA:
And yet it has.
MRS. HAWKING:
I don’t think that I can bear it.
MALAIKA:
Perhaps it’s too late for you. But it is not too late for everyone.
MRS. HAWKING:
Please. Don’t go.
MALAIKA:
Victoria. I’ve been gone for a very long time.
(Exit MALAIKA. MRS. HAWKING lapses back into unconsciousness.)

Day #15 - "Still So Much to Do"
From Mrs. Hawking VI
London, England, 1888
VICTORIA HAWKING, the lady's champion of London, late forties
MALAIKA SHAH, a specter of the past, apparently early twenties
~~~
(Enter the specter of MALAIKA SHAH as she was in her youth, carrying her basket of sewing. She sits beside MRS. HAWKING.)
MALAIKA:
It’s time, missibaba.
MRS. HAWKING:
Malaika. Let’s explore the cellar. Or go to the pond and catch frogs.
MALAIKA:
It’s getting dark out. And there is still so much to do.
MRS. HAWKING:
I can’t go on the roof anymore. That’s ruined.
MALAIKA:
We are not the girls we used to be. To much has happened for us to ever go back.
MRS. HAWKING:
I can’t bear it. Not again.
MALAIKA:
It’s too late for that.
MRS. HAWKING:
I should have done better. I should have known.
MALAIKA:
Now you have work to do.
MRS. HAWKING:
What can I do?
MALAIKA:
Whatever you can. Whatever you have to. The way we always do.
MRS. HAWKING:
This wasn’t what I wanted. I never needed this! I never meant for this to happen!
MALAIKA:
And yet it has.
MRS. HAWKING:
I don’t think that I can bear it.
MALAIKA:
Perhaps it’s too late for you. But it is not too late for everyone.
MRS. HAWKING:
Please. Don’t go.
MALAIKA:
Victoria. I’ve been gone for a very long time.
(Exit MALAIKA. MRS. HAWKING lapses back into unconsciousness.)