Unqualified Arts presents · A new play by Billy O'Shea

The Estonia

A ghost story from the wreck of Europe’s forgotten disaster.

She died that night.
So why is she in his office?

The Estonia is a darkly comic psychological drama that explores survival, memory, trauma and human resilience in the face of disaster.

Written by celebrated novelist Billy O'Shea and produced by Unqualified Arts, this new play introduces two fictional characters, connected through the real-world maritime disaster of 1994, when a passenger ferry sank off the coast of Finland — taking 852 lives with her. Of the 137 survivors, most were young men.

Daniel, representing one of those young men, is now haunted by the ghost of Maggie, who won't let him ignore what happened. On the anniversary of the sinking, she visits him during his night shift at the radar station and whisks him back in time to face the truth.

Did Daniel really survive,
or is he still out there?

The play uses clever dialogue, flashbacks and immersive soundscapes to explore issues of survival, grief and PTSD.

Read from the script
Daniel

I was relieved when I first saw the ship in Tallinn. I was scared it might be some old rustbucket. I mean, you hear the word ‘ferry’ and you think some little boat. But this was a big, beautiful vessel, like a cruise ship. Built by the Germans, they told me. Room for two thousand passengers. Luxurious inside. Like a huge hotel. Elevators between the decks. Carpeted stairways, polished brass handrails. Lots of bars and restaurants. A cinema. A casino. Even a sauna. I was impressed.

I’ve been thinking, since then. A ship like that is like a cathedral. A cathedral to us, to human beings. It’s where we worship ourselves. Look what we can do, we humans. We can do anything. We’re in charge. We rule the waves, we rule the world. And then look at that cathedral when it’s tilted at 45 degrees and all the lights are out and everyone is screaming and fighting and crying.

That’s when you realise, hey, maybe we’re not in charge after all. Maybe we’re all just play-acting. Like small children. Hey, look at me! I’m the captain of the ship! I’m the king of the world! No you’re not, mate.

The waves and the sea don’t care what game you’re playing. You’re not a captain or a king out there. You’re just a poor, shivering animal, begging for mercy. ‘Please don’t kill me.’ Compared to the sea, you’re no-one, you’re nothing. That’s what it comes down to.

Maggie
(hums ‘My Heart Will Go On’)

Did you see the film?
Daniel
What?
Maggie
Leonardo DiCaprio. Titanic. Did you see it?
Daniel
Are you crazy? Of course I didn’t see it. Why the hell would I want to be reminded of all that?
Maggie
Oh, you should, it was great. Heroism. Women and children first. Stirring stuff. Wasn’t much like that for us, though, was it?
Daniel
That was a movie. Real life is different.
Maggie
Aye, you’re right, it was just a film. Tell you something funny, though. On the Titanic, right? The real one. There were about 2,000 passengers. 711 survived. 316 women, 338 men. 57 kids.
Daniel
I know, I know ...
Maggie
Want to know what the figures were for our boat, Danny?
Daniel
Maggie, shut up! I said I know!
Maggie
990 people on board. Half of them women. 111 young men survived. Just 26 women. And not one kid. Not one bliddy bairn got off the ship!
Daniel
Jesus, Maggie, just shut the fuck up, will you?
Maggie
Is there any place to take a pish around here?
Daniel
Ghosts don’t piss, Maggie.
Maggie
Oh aye. I forgot.
(Daniel looks sardonically at her.)
Maggie
What? Well you try being dead for a while, see how good you are at it. There’s a lot of things you have to get used to. A lot of work you have to do. And you’re no’ ayeways appreciated!
Daniel
It’s not my fault you’re dead, Maggie.
Maggie
I never said it was.
Daniel
It was your own damn fault, right? Your own fault. Not mine. If you had done the same as me, you’d still be alive.
(The radar plinth goes into shadow. Coloured lights begin to swirl. Discotheque music becomes louder and louder.)
Maggie
That’s right.
Daniel
What?
Maggie
If I’d a done the same as you, I’d still be alive.
Daniel
I can’t hear you in this noise.
Maggie
I said, have you got a light?
Daniel
Somewhere...
Maggie
Good boy. Now you’re supposed to say ‘Do you come here often?’
Daniel
Do you come here often?
Maggie
Only when there’s a dance. That’s what we used to say back home. Well, there were ruder things you could say, too.
Daniel
You’re from Scotland?
Maggie
Aye, Aberdeen. What about you?
Daniel
I’m from Sweden. What’s your name?
Maggie
Margaret. Maggie.
Daniel
Like Maggie Thatcher?
Maggie
Christ, don’t mention that woman. No, like Maggie May. Do you know Rod Stewart?
Daniel
‘Blondes have more fun’.
Maggie
I bet you do. What’s your name?
Daniel
Daniel.
Maggie
Danny Boy?
Daniel
No, just Daniel.
Maggie
I’d better call you Danny. I don’t think I could get my tongue around ‘Dane-yell’.
Daniel
So what could you get your tongue around?
Maggie
Dinna be cheeky. We’ve only just met.

To read the full script, please contact the production team directly.

Cultural and historical importance

An intimate play set in the shadow of the MS Estonia. It remains the deadliest peacetime shipwreck in European waters, and yet outside the Nordics and Baltics it's largely been forgotten.

When news of the event struck in the early hours of 28th September 1994, communities were shaken by the scale of the tragedy and horrified that such a disaster could strike in modern times. One of the themes of this play highlights human complacency — the assumption that we are somehow invulnerable to the power of nature.

This production aims to tell the story in new regions, and to help audiences in the most affected communities to process their collective trauma around the event, through dramatic exploration of the mental health effects suffered by our fictional characters. It doesn't shy away from the very raw and self-punishing emotions that can accompany survival or witnessing disasters, but instead examines how to manage them and learn to continue living.

In a particularly poignant moment, the audience is plunged into over six minutes of darkness — immersed in a carefully reproduced soundscape, experiencing the sensation of being aboard a vessel in distress, and then entering the cold nighttime water.

Feasibility to stage.

Booking

Read the full script, or programme the play — talk to the production team.

Producer
Unqualified Arts
Email
emily@unqualifiedarts.com
Playwright
Billy O'Shea