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1996 Erwin H. Lerner
CHARACTERS:
A MAN, priestly
ELLIOT
ELLIOT, age 40
DELICIOUS, his
young wife
BELLMAN, young,
grows older
SCENE:
An
unfurnished room in a plush hotel. Doors Right, Center, and Left. No windows. Paper streamers and
balloons are feebly strung to create atmosphere
for a party. Light, grey and depressing; grows brighter as
action progresses.
TIME:
New Years Eve in the present.
AT
RISE:
Door
Right is open, others are closed.
A MAN
(ENTERS
through audience,
compels attention)
I'm selfish! But, how might I gratify
and satisfy you? We have time; I'm here, you're here, there. We, in a sense,
are together! May I perform music? Dance? Poetry? Shall I recite a speech? I can juggle
seventeen apples! Does anyone have seventeen apples? Apples, anyone? I have a book! I can read you a chapter or so. We’ll
decide on the book’s value! Nevermind.
I have certain ideas about
certain books! I have certain ideas
about many certain things! Everyone with certain ideas about certain things please raise your hand. I hope I'm not being offensive;
if anyone wishes to laugh, I know several jokes: pick a category. By the way, to raise a question of morality: why-- Oh, let's forget it! I shall play music to soothe sensitivities, to titillate, to—Aah! no matter how poetic the words sound ABOUT music, one can’t describe a musical sound! I must analyze what I've said. I must contemplate, meditate, seek inspiration. Profundity pulsates somewhere
in this experience. Excuse me, please!
(EXITS
through audience)
ELLIOT ELLIOT
(ENTERS
Right, wearing outdated suit, tieless;
shirt
collar undone; tries to recall)
Hmmm! Do you, Elliot, take this woman-- Take thee, Elliot, this
woman--
(Calls
off Right)
Sweets, how did the marriage vow begin?
DELICIOUS
(ENTERS
Right, wearing a negligee)
I need something new and exciting to wear:
ELLIOT
How did the judge put it to us?
DELICIOUS
Which judge?
ELLIOT
The one who married us, stupid!
(Looks
at his watch; startled by the
hour
HIS reaction each time HE does so)
Eleven!
DELICIOUS
We were married by a minister, asshole!
ELLIOT
(Remembers)
I'll be damned!
DELICIOUS
What shall I wear tonight to create excitement?
ELLIOT
Am I supposed to be your wardrobe master? Use your discretion!
(Crosses
to door Center)
DELICIOUS
You disinterested bastard! What ever possessed me to marry you?
ELLIOT
Don’t upset me tonight. Consider the significance of this
rendezvous!
(Opens
door Center, looks off, shuts door)
My first wife, Indigo, will be here with her second husband, Arthur, who happens
to have been my college roommate.
DELICIOUS
Who happens to be my first husband!
ELLIOT
That's pure speculation!
DELICIOUS
I doubt that more than one Arthur A. Arthur exists.
(A
knock at door center, looks)
I'll get hysterical if my ex walks in!
ELLIOT
I'll get hysterical if you don't dress!
DELICIOUS
I'll wear my Byzantine-purple after-dinner dress!
(EXITS
Right)
A
KNOCK ON DOOR CENTER
ELLIOT
(Collects
himself, smiles; opens door Center)
Welcome to the past!
BELLMAN
(OFF)
Room Service!
(ENTERS)
May I serve you, sir?
ELLIOT
Chilled champagne: Dachau?
‘43?
BELLMAN
I don’t believe we have it, sir! May I suggest a domestic: Appalachia '54?
ELLIOT
Anything, and be quick about it!
BELLMAN
Sir, just about everything is sold out, but I'll see what I can do for you!
(EXITS
Center)
DELICIOUS
(ENTERS
Right as door Center closes)
I've called for a bellhop; I'm leaving you!
ELLIOT
Running off with a bellboy?
(Looks
at his watch)
Ten-thirty!
DELICIOUS
It's running backwards again!
ELLIOT
(Opens
door Center, looks off, shuts door)
Indigo gave me this timepiece to celebrate our divorce!
DELICIOUS
Sentimentalist!
ELLIOT
A touch of the poet!
DELICIOUS
You haven't been poetic since our wedding!
Eleven days of-- how might history
describe our marriage?
ELLIOT
Don't play the pseudo-intellectual tonight!
DELICIOUS
You and your rendezvouses, meetings, caucuses, conferences— your
madness!
ELLIOT
My career is master of your fate. You
will subordinate your putrid emotion
and maintain a posture compatible with my position! Is that clear?
DELICIOUS
I can’t wait to see if your Arthur is my Arthur.
ELLIOT
Your former Arthur!
DELICIOUS
Arthur loved me until I lost weight! Is your first wife fat?
ELLIOT
Indigo is—shall I say, latently plump?
DELICIOUS
Arthur worshiped my fat! I was a size forty. Why did I go on a diet?
ELLIOT
Finish dressing, Sweets; wear the devastating, black number from Haiti!
DELICIOUS
I hate that kimono!
(Knock
at door Center)
I'll wear my Hellenic-orange lounging robe!
(EXITS
Right)
ELLIOT
(Collects
himself; smiles, opens door Center)
Coexistence time!
(His
smile fades)
BELLMAN
(OFF)
Sir, I'm here for the luggage!
ELLIOT
Do come in!
BELLMAN
(ENTERS
Center)
We hope you’ve enjoyed your brief stay!
ELLIOT
Let's talk business! How much do you want to end your affair with
my wife?
BELLMAN
(Puzzled)
Sir, are you checking out?
ELLIOT
That's none of your business!
BELLMAN