Maya: (we see her folding clothes, the phone rings, she picks it up) Hello?
Gary: (on phone) Hi. It’s me.
Maya: Oh, hi! It’s wonderful to hear from you!
Gary: Yeah, um can I talk to you?
Maya: Sure! What’s up?
Gary: I need to talk in person…
Maya: Oh, ok. Wanna do a picnic? It’s a lovely day today.
Gary: That’s good. But I don’t have any food.
Maya: That’s ok, I have food. I’ll take care of that. And the blanket, all you have to do is show up.
Gary: That sounds very good.
Maya: Stag’s Head, fifteen minutes?
Gary: Alright, I’ll just show up.
Maya: It’s a date! (Beat) I mean it’s a totally non-sexual date between two friends.
Gary: Yeah, right. See you there.
Maya: Bye. (Gary hangs up first. They exit with coats)
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Act 1, Scene 3
Act I
Scene III
I Like the Roses
Sammy: (picks up phone and calls Trever)
Trever: (answers phone) Hello?
Sammy: It’s me.
Trever: Oh… (Beat) Hello. How are you?
Sammy: Fine. You?
Trever: I’m ok. I’m not dead yet.
Sammy: You don’t sound fine. What’s wrong?
Trever: Nothing. You must be imagining thing.
Sammy: Oh. Sorry. When you feel like telling me, you know my number.
Trever: You shouldn’t be talking.
Sammy: Trever…
Trever: No. I don’t want to hear it.
Sammy: I’m sorry…
Trever: No! You don’t understand. You can’t.
Sammy: But I do!
Trever: You can’t go back to the way things were. You’ve changed everything. (Sammy sobs) What, are you crying now?
Sammy: No…
Trever: Sammy…
Sammy: I didn’t mean to!
(Beat)
Trever: …you what?
Sammy: I didn’t mean to! I mean I didn’t mean to say “I didn’t mean to”, I mean—
Trever: No. You’ve said enough. (Hangs up)
Sammy: Shit. (Drops phone) Shit!
(She gets and makes tea. She falls asleep after she sets the microwave so tea “explodes”. Time passes. The doorbell rings.)
Sammy: (sees microwave) Oh no… (Goes over to intercom by door) He-hello?
Gary: Um, yeah, hi. It’s me.
(Beat)
Sammy: Ok. Come on up. (She presses intercom button. He comes up and she answers the door)
Gary: Hello.
Sammy: Hey.
Gary: Good to see you.
Sammy: You too.
Gary: You look well.
Sammy: You too.
(Beat)
Gary: I brought you roses.
Sammy: They’re lovely.
Gary: You don’t like them.
Sammy: Of course I do. Don’t be silly.
Gary: Do you wanna put them in water?
Sammy: Sure. Tap’s over there.
Gary: Ok then. (Heads for sink, sees microwave)
Sammy: Don’t ask. (Gary walks over to her and lifts her head by her chin) What…? (Beat) Don’t say it. I don’t think I could handle it. (she sobs)
Gary: You called him, didn’t you? It’s ok. Everything will be alright.
Sammy: I don’t need to be taken care of.
Gary: You’re right. You don’t. You’re strong. But everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. That’s why I’m here.
Sammy: No it’s not. You just want to be around me.
Gary: (puts arm around her back) You see? It’s fine.
Sammy: No it’s not! You’ve ruined everything! I hate you!
Gary: Do you want me to go?
Sammy: No. Stay. I want you to stay with me.
Gary: Ok, ok. I won’t go. I’ll stay with you always. I’ll go when you tell me to.
Sammy: I really do like the roses. Really.
Gary: I know. (They go to the bed and she sobs in his arms)
End scene.
Scene III
I Like the Roses
Sammy: (picks up phone and calls Trever)
Trever: (answers phone) Hello?
Sammy: It’s me.
Trever: Oh… (Beat) Hello. How are you?
Sammy: Fine. You?
Trever: I’m ok. I’m not dead yet.
Sammy: You don’t sound fine. What’s wrong?
Trever: Nothing. You must be imagining thing.
Sammy: Oh. Sorry. When you feel like telling me, you know my number.
Trever: You shouldn’t be talking.
Sammy: Trever…
Trever: No. I don’t want to hear it.
Sammy: I’m sorry…
Trever: No! You don’t understand. You can’t.
Sammy: But I do!
Trever: You can’t go back to the way things were. You’ve changed everything. (Sammy sobs) What, are you crying now?
Sammy: No…
Trever: Sammy…
Sammy: I didn’t mean to!
(Beat)
Trever: …you what?
Sammy: I didn’t mean to! I mean I didn’t mean to say “I didn’t mean to”, I mean—
Trever: No. You’ve said enough. (Hangs up)
Sammy: Shit. (Drops phone) Shit!
(She gets and makes tea. She falls asleep after she sets the microwave so tea “explodes”. Time passes. The doorbell rings.)
Sammy: (sees microwave) Oh no… (Goes over to intercom by door) He-hello?
Gary: Um, yeah, hi. It’s me.
(Beat)
Sammy: Ok. Come on up. (She presses intercom button. He comes up and she answers the door)
Gary: Hello.
Sammy: Hey.
Gary: Good to see you.
Sammy: You too.
Gary: You look well.
Sammy: You too.
(Beat)
Gary: I brought you roses.
Sammy: They’re lovely.
Gary: You don’t like them.
Sammy: Of course I do. Don’t be silly.
Gary: Do you wanna put them in water?
Sammy: Sure. Tap’s over there.
Gary: Ok then. (Heads for sink, sees microwave)
Sammy: Don’t ask. (Gary walks over to her and lifts her head by her chin) What…? (Beat) Don’t say it. I don’t think I could handle it. (she sobs)
Gary: You called him, didn’t you? It’s ok. Everything will be alright.
Sammy: I don’t need to be taken care of.
Gary: You’re right. You don’t. You’re strong. But everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. That’s why I’m here.
Sammy: No it’s not. You just want to be around me.
Gary: (puts arm around her back) You see? It’s fine.
Sammy: No it’s not! You’ve ruined everything! I hate you!
Gary: Do you want me to go?
Sammy: No. Stay. I want you to stay with me.
Gary: Ok, ok. I won’t go. I’ll stay with you always. I’ll go when you tell me to.
Sammy: I really do like the roses. Really.
Gary: I know. (They go to the bed and she sobs in his arms)
End scene.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Act 1, Scene 2
Sammy: No, Brittney could not do any worse than Kevin. (She spots Gary, Maya, Caroline, and Trever sitting at a table outside) Hey look! It’s my class!
Maya: (In the middle of intense conversation) …no, Dickenson was obviously doing some serious drugs. I mean, just read some of her poems. Weird! (Caroline motions at Sammy. She turns). My chickabee! (She stands and hugs Sammy) Why don’t you join us?
Sammy: Oh, you wouldn’t mind, Maya dahling? This is Audrey.
Audrey: Hi!
All: Hi. (Ad lib)
Caroline: (pulls up a chair for Sammy next to Trever and Gary) Ooh, I like your scarf! Where’d you get it?
Sammy: My grandma knit it for me.
Maya: Have a seat, dear. (Pulls up chair for Audrey)
Gary: Hello, Sammy. How’re you?
Audrey: Thanks!
Sammy: I’m fine, thanks. You?
Caroline: Should we order? Where’s Brian?
Gary: I’m ok. A little of this, a little of that...
Audrey: Who’s Brian?
Maya: (To Trever) Oh, put on a coat, dear. You’re shivering!
Gary: …you know how it is.
Sammy: Caroline is crazy over that boy. He’s all she ever talks about! (Teasingly nudges Caroline)
Trever: I’m fine. I used to live in Colorado.
Caroline: Oh, shut up!
Trever: I’m used to the cold.
Sammy: You know it’s true!
Maya: Ok, if you’re sure…
Sammy: (Imitating Caroline) Oh, Brian, you’re so dreamy! Your voice is so deep and melty—
Caroline: Shut up! I do not sound like that!
Sammy: …and your hair! Oh, your HAIR!
Caroline: I never said anything about his hair!
Maya: Don’t you remember deary? We were talking about Emily and you mentioned how beautiful his hair was in the sun.
Caroline: Ok, but that was once.
Trever: Don’t they talk about anything but guys?
Gary: I doubt it…
Sammy: Come on, we’re not that bad.
Audrey: Hey, I haven’t said anything!
Caroline: (Sees Brian) Brian! (Runs off stage)
Audrey: You’re right, she is crazy.
Sammy: What time is it?
Audrey: (Looks around) Where’s our waiter?
Gary: It’s 4:25.
Trever: Really?! Shit. I have a doctor’s appointment. See ya. (Exits)
Maya: I think I saw him taking a smoke break.
Sammy: Why does Trever always run off like that?
Caroline: (enters with Brian). This is Brian!
Brian: Hey everyone. (Whispers in Caroline’s ear) There are a lot of pretty girls here.
Sammy: Hey, Brian. Long time no see.
Brian: Hello, pretty lady. (Sees Audrey) and who is this goddess?
Audrey: (Flattered) I’m Audrey.
Brian: Audrey… with a face that could launch a thousand ships… (Kisses her hand)
Caroline: (Upset Brian is taking more interest in Audrey than her) I believe that was Helene of Troy.
Maya: (Sees waiter off stage) Ooh, waiter!
Brian: (Brian sits next to Audrey) so, are you part of the writing class?
Audrey: No, I’m just Sammy’s friend.
Waiter: (Walks in sloppily) What do you want?
Brian: Well, you’re not just anyone’s friend…
Maya: Could I have a hot chocolate?
Audrey: What do you mean?
Caroline: And could I have a cucumber sandwich?
Brian: You are who you are…
Caroline: I hear they’re superb.
Brian: If anything, she’s your friend.
Maya: Sammy’s got the bite of a cobra and the looks of a tiger. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Waiter: Is that all?
Caroline: That’s all.
Audrey: Oh, well thanks…
Sammy: Do I get a say in this?
Maya: (laughs) No, never! You’re mine all mine.
Sammy: As long as I’m someone’s.
Gary: Um, Sammy, can I talk to you?
Brian: Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are?
Sammy: Sure. About what?
Audrey: We just met.
Gary: In private, I mean.
Brian: But I’ve known you my whole life.
Sammy: Oh. Ok. Do you wanna—?
Waiter: (walks in with food and in bad French accent) Bon appetit.
Caroline: Ooh, our food’s here!
Sammy: I wish I got something…
Caroline: Don’t look at my sandwich!
Maya: Here, you can have some of my chocolate.
Gary: I’ll just talk to you later then…
Sammy: Oh, thanks! What did you say?
Gary: Nothing…
All: (ad lib and discuss life)
End scene.
Maya: (In the middle of intense conversation) …no, Dickenson was obviously doing some serious drugs. I mean, just read some of her poems. Weird! (Caroline motions at Sammy. She turns). My chickabee! (She stands and hugs Sammy) Why don’t you join us?
Sammy: Oh, you wouldn’t mind, Maya dahling? This is Audrey.
Audrey: Hi!
All: Hi. (Ad lib)
Caroline: (pulls up a chair for Sammy next to Trever and Gary) Ooh, I like your scarf! Where’d you get it?
Sammy: My grandma knit it for me.
Maya: Have a seat, dear. (Pulls up chair for Audrey)
Gary: Hello, Sammy. How’re you?
Audrey: Thanks!
Sammy: I’m fine, thanks. You?
Caroline: Should we order? Where’s Brian?
Gary: I’m ok. A little of this, a little of that...
Audrey: Who’s Brian?
Maya: (To Trever) Oh, put on a coat, dear. You’re shivering!
Gary: …you know how it is.
Sammy: Caroline is crazy over that boy. He’s all she ever talks about! (Teasingly nudges Caroline)
Trever: I’m fine. I used to live in Colorado.
Caroline: Oh, shut up!
Trever: I’m used to the cold.
Sammy: You know it’s true!
Maya: Ok, if you’re sure…
Sammy: (Imitating Caroline) Oh, Brian, you’re so dreamy! Your voice is so deep and melty—
Caroline: Shut up! I do not sound like that!
Sammy: …and your hair! Oh, your HAIR!
Caroline: I never said anything about his hair!
Maya: Don’t you remember deary? We were talking about Emily and you mentioned how beautiful his hair was in the sun.
Caroline: Ok, but that was once.
Trever: Don’t they talk about anything but guys?
Gary: I doubt it…
Sammy: Come on, we’re not that bad.
Audrey: Hey, I haven’t said anything!
Caroline: (Sees Brian) Brian! (Runs off stage)
Audrey: You’re right, she is crazy.
Sammy: What time is it?
Audrey: (Looks around) Where’s our waiter?
Gary: It’s 4:25.
Trever: Really?! Shit. I have a doctor’s appointment. See ya. (Exits)
Maya: I think I saw him taking a smoke break.
Sammy: Why does Trever always run off like that?
Caroline: (enters with Brian). This is Brian!
Brian: Hey everyone. (Whispers in Caroline’s ear) There are a lot of pretty girls here.
Sammy: Hey, Brian. Long time no see.
Brian: Hello, pretty lady. (Sees Audrey) and who is this goddess?
Audrey: (Flattered) I’m Audrey.
Brian: Audrey… with a face that could launch a thousand ships… (Kisses her hand)
Caroline: (Upset Brian is taking more interest in Audrey than her) I believe that was Helene of Troy.
Maya: (Sees waiter off stage) Ooh, waiter!
Brian: (Brian sits next to Audrey) so, are you part of the writing class?
Audrey: No, I’m just Sammy’s friend.
Waiter: (Walks in sloppily) What do you want?
Brian: Well, you’re not just anyone’s friend…
Maya: Could I have a hot chocolate?
Audrey: What do you mean?
Caroline: And could I have a cucumber sandwich?
Brian: You are who you are…
Caroline: I hear they’re superb.
Brian: If anything, she’s your friend.
Maya: Sammy’s got the bite of a cobra and the looks of a tiger. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Waiter: Is that all?
Caroline: That’s all.
Audrey: Oh, well thanks…
Sammy: Do I get a say in this?
Maya: (laughs) No, never! You’re mine all mine.
Sammy: As long as I’m someone’s.
Gary: Um, Sammy, can I talk to you?
Brian: Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are?
Sammy: Sure. About what?
Audrey: We just met.
Gary: In private, I mean.
Brian: But I’ve known you my whole life.
Sammy: Oh. Ok. Do you wanna—?
Waiter: (walks in with food and in bad French accent) Bon appetit.
Caroline: Ooh, our food’s here!
Sammy: I wish I got something…
Caroline: Don’t look at my sandwich!
Maya: Here, you can have some of my chocolate.
Gary: I’ll just talk to you later then…
Sammy: Oh, thanks! What did you say?
Gary: Nothing…
All: (ad lib and discuss life)
End scene.
Act 1, Scene 1
(Don’t Worry Be Happy plays. Curtain rises, all is black. Spotlight shines on a lone figure, a young woman.)
Sammy: (Sitting at laptop thinking aloud). Everyone loves a good love story. But only when the ending is happy. My stories never have a happy ending. Some say the greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. I say I’ll never learn that. Some say it’ll get better for me. I say my future is to be unlucky in love. Some say I’m being too hard on myself. I say… this is the way I see it.
(There’s a knock at the door.)
Sammy: Come in! (Starts to tidy things)
Audrey: Hey my girly girl darling babe! Are you daydreaming again? You haven’t gotten any work done… (Grabs laptop and shows blank screen to audience)
Sammy: I’m… having a dry spell!
Audrey: Yeah, right. Since you moved here and got all googly-eyed for that hunk-a-what’s-his-name. He’s still in college! He probably doesn’t even have any chest hair.
Sammy: Probably doesn’t. But he’s so dreamy!
Audrey: Ugh, whatever floats your boat. You can have him. I sure as hell don’t want him. (Seeing wistful eyes) Aw, baby. He still doesn’t get it, does he?
Sammy: Not really. He’s avoiding me less now! He hugged me yesterday. In class.
Audrey: You have got to be kidding me. You can’t let that little snot make or break your day.
Sammy: Yeah, I know… Have you ever been in love? I mean, really, truly, deeply, unconditionally in love?
Audrey: Not really…
Sammy: So you don’t understand. (Goes back to laptop)
Audrey: Come on, I’m gonna take you somewhere fun!
Sammy: Yes! Like we used to! The night is long, and I am in no mood for sleep…
Audrey: …tonight, we shall share the same dream…
Both: YES! (Laugh)
Sammy: Good times…
Audrey: Yeah…
Sammy: So… where do you wanna go? (They grab their coats and head for the door)
Audrey: Oh, you know that cute little sandwich shop that opened up recently? The one on Trent?
Sammy: Oh yeah! Le Petit Canard, right?
Audrey: Yeah, I think. They have the cutest little stools!
Sammy: Have you tried their cucumber sandwiches? Delicious! (Both exit)
End scene.
Sammy: (Sitting at laptop thinking aloud). Everyone loves a good love story. But only when the ending is happy. My stories never have a happy ending. Some say the greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. I say I’ll never learn that. Some say it’ll get better for me. I say my future is to be unlucky in love. Some say I’m being too hard on myself. I say… this is the way I see it.
(There’s a knock at the door.)
Sammy: Come in! (Starts to tidy things)
Audrey: Hey my girly girl darling babe! Are you daydreaming again? You haven’t gotten any work done… (Grabs laptop and shows blank screen to audience)
Sammy: I’m… having a dry spell!
Audrey: Yeah, right. Since you moved here and got all googly-eyed for that hunk-a-what’s-his-name. He’s still in college! He probably doesn’t even have any chest hair.
Sammy: Probably doesn’t. But he’s so dreamy!
Audrey: Ugh, whatever floats your boat. You can have him. I sure as hell don’t want him. (Seeing wistful eyes) Aw, baby. He still doesn’t get it, does he?
Sammy: Not really. He’s avoiding me less now! He hugged me yesterday. In class.
Audrey: You have got to be kidding me. You can’t let that little snot make or break your day.
Sammy: Yeah, I know… Have you ever been in love? I mean, really, truly, deeply, unconditionally in love?
Audrey: Not really…
Sammy: So you don’t understand. (Goes back to laptop)
Audrey: Come on, I’m gonna take you somewhere fun!
Sammy: Yes! Like we used to! The night is long, and I am in no mood for sleep…
Audrey: …tonight, we shall share the same dream…
Both: YES! (Laugh)
Sammy: Good times…
Audrey: Yeah…
Sammy: So… where do you wanna go? (They grab their coats and head for the door)
Audrey: Oh, you know that cute little sandwich shop that opened up recently? The one on Trent?
Sammy: Oh yeah! Le Petit Canard, right?
Audrey: Yeah, I think. They have the cutest little stools!
Sammy: Have you tried their cucumber sandwiches? Delicious! (Both exit)
End scene.
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