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Estaban letters | Estaban lines | Garrett lines | Indie lines | Charon lines | Stage directions | Page# |
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N. D' l u. I k w y' h w y h. I k y' g n f l. | No. Don't look up. I know what you're hiding with your hands. I know you've got no | ----------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | (GARRETT uncovers his face.) | 12 |
W! B I d' k y! | What! But I don't know you! | I'm not the torturer. | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | ------------ |
I n t y w. I t s w t t p a r n t o m. I a e c? | I never thought you were. I thought someone was trying to play a rather nasty trick on me. Is anyone else coming? | ------------- | --------------- | No, sir. No one else is coming. | -------------- | -------------- |
O! T w' t s b o, t t o u, t g a m. | Oh! Then we're to stay by ourselves, the three of us, these gentlemen and me. | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | (I Laugh.) {CHARON cracks his whip, indicating for ME to remove MY clothing, which I do gradually and then hand my clothes to CHARON.) | --------------- |
---------------- | --------------- | There's nothing to laugh about. | -------------- | --------------- | (INDIE getting up off thefloor & brushing himself off | -------------- |
I' t d. | It's this decor. | -------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- |
I' s h, i' l. | It is so hideous, it’s laughable. | What style are you seeing? Mine is shabby-chic. | And I got stuck with Scandanavian Modern. | ---------------- | ---------------- | 13 |
I o I h g t l. | If only I had gotten that lucky. | ---------------- | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- | -------------- |
M a t b o F a W F. | Mine appears to be old Fred and Wilma Flintstone. | --------------- | -------------- | --------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
I s h I d' h a m' t a m s n. | I sincerely hope I don't have a mastadon's truk as my shower nozzle. | If you do, you're cleaning up the droppings. | --------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | --------------- |
W, a w' t l t, I s w' b i o. | Well, as we're to live together, I suppose we'd better introduce ourselves. | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | (I extend my hand to shake Indie's.) | --------------- |
M n' R. E R. | My name's Richards. Esteban Richards. | --------------- | Very nice to meet you. I'm Indie Serrano. | --------------- | --------------- | -------------- |
--------------- | ---------------- | Oh, so you do have a last name. | Of course. Everyone has a last name. Even Cher, Madonna, Beyonce and Rhianna. | -------------- | ----------------- | ---------------- |
---------------- | -------------- | Who, by the way, are not here. Yet. | ------------------ | --------------- | (I break loose of INDIE's grasp and X farther SL toward GARRETT.) | -------------- |
A y n? | And your name? | Joseph Garrett. Esquire. | Esquire. I thought you said you were a journalist, not a lawyer. | --------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- |
--------------- | -------------- | I am. I've a number of articles published in ESQUIRE. Mostly lifestyle and entertainment. | --------------- | Do you require me any longer? | (By this point, I am fully nude; I X back to CHARON & hand him the last of my clothes.) | ---------------- |
N, y c g. I' r y w I w y. | No, you can go. I'll ring you when I want you. | --------------- | ---------------- | ------------ | (CHARON exits SR door.) | 14 |
---------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | -------------- | (INDIE X to ME; plays w/ MY chest hair & nipples.) | --------------- |
----------------- | -------------- | ------------- | You're very hot. I wish we had some flowers to welcome you with. | -------------- | (caresses MY face.) (I am nervous & uncomfortable.) | ---------------- |
I l f. | I loved flowers. | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | (I break away from INDIE to SL.) | ---------------- |
O t' f s q h, w' t? | Only they'd fade so quickly here, wouldn't they? | ---------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | --------------- |
I' s s. | It's so stuffy. | --------------- | -------------- | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
O, w. | Oh, well. | ----------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | --------------- | -------------- |
T g t t d i t k a c a w c, w' y a? | The great thing to do is to keep as cheerful as we can, wouldn't you agree? | ------------ | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
O c, y, t, a a r d d? | Of course, you, too, are also recently dearly departed? | -------------- | Yes, last week. What about you? | --------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
I'-q r. | I'm-quite recent. | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | ----------------- |
J a f d a. | Just a few days ago. | --------------- | --------------- | ----------------- | ---------------- | --------------- |
A a m o f, t c' n q o. | As a matter of fact, the ceremony's not quite over. | ---------------- | Did you suffer much? | ---------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- |
N. | No. | ---------------- | ------------------ | --------------- | ------------- | ----------- |
I w o h c, m. | I was only half concious, mostly. | --------------- | What was it? Drunken stooper? | ---------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
P. | Pnemonia. | --------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- |
H a y? | How about you? | --------------- | The gas stove. Head inserted. | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- |
A y, M. G? | And you, Mr. Garrett? | Twelve bullets through my chest. Sorry! I'm not good company among the dead. | ---------------- | ---------------- | ------------- | ---------------- |
P, p d' u t w. | Please, please don't use that word. | --------------- | ----------------- | --------------- | --------------- | 15 |
I' s--crude. | It's so--crude. | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | -------------- | -------------- |
I t b t, r. | In terribly bad taste, really. | --------------- | -------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- | ------------------ |
I d' m m, a. | It does'nt mean much, anyhow. | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | ------------ | -------------- |
I w' a g t m t-t s o t, I s w c o--a. | If we've absolutely got to mention this--this state of things--I suggest we call ourselves--absentees. | ----------------- | -------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- |
H y b --a--f l? | Have you been--absent--for long? | About a month. | ---------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | -------------- |
W d y c f? | Where do you come from? | New York. | --------------- | ---------------- | ----------------- | --------------- |
I' f L.A. W. H. | I'm from L.A. W. H. | ---------------- | ------------- | ---------------- | ----------------- | ---------------- |
H y a l... | Have you anyone left... | ---------------- | ---------------- | ----------------- | -------------- | (I point upwards.) |
..u t? | ...up there? | Yes, my husband. He's the one who shot me. I can't blame him really. I was cheating on him. He's Italian. Very passionate. | ------------------ | --------------- | --------------- | (GARRETT day dreams, distantly.) (After a moment, I say...) |
M. G! | Mr. Garrett! | What is it? | ---------------- | ---------------- | -------------- | -------------- |
Y l f a. | You looked far away. | ---------------- | ------------------ | ---------------- | --------------- | ---------------- |
S I d y. | Sorry I disturbed you. | I was setting my life in order. You may laugh but you both would do well to follow my example. | No need. My life's in perfect order. It tidied itself up nicely of its own accord. So I needn't bother about it now. | ---------------- | ------------- | -------------- |
------------- | -------------- | Really? You imagine it's so simple as that? | --------------- | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
---------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | I do. Plus I helped a little. I put most of my affairs in order before i offed myself. | ------------- | --------------- | 16 |
G f y. | Good for you. | ----------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
I m i s m e o t s. | It makes it so much easier on the survivors. | ---------------- | ----------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | ----------------- |
L m t c u. | Less mess to clean up. | ---------------- | ----------------- | ------------------ | ------------- | --------------- |
O t y b, o c. | Other than your body, of course. | ---------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | ------------ | (GARRETT fans himself, stands up & X to the door to attempt to open it once more.) |
--------------- | ------------- | It's damn hot in here. No wonder they keep us naked. That Charon insisted that the unquenchable flames were just a myth. I'm not so sure anymore. | ---------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | -------------- |
I t i' m t t. | I think it's more than that. | ---------- | -------------- | ---------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
I' p t c a h u. | It's probably to control and humiliate us. | I don't feel at all humiliated. I love being naked. | ------------------ | -------------- | ------------- | (GARRETT leans w/ his back against the door.) |
------------- | -------------- | ---------- | It seems like we're all going to have to get used to it. | ---------------- | -------------- | (INDIE X to chair and sits.) |
D t w u t d t? | Do they want us to do things? | -------------- | --------------- | ------------- | ---------------- | -------------- |
Y k, s s? | You know, sexual stuff? | ------------------ | -------------- | ---------------- | -------------- | (I look around overhead.) |
A t s c i t r? | Are there spy cameras in this room? | I don't get the impression that they care one way or the other. | It's not what got us here, was it? The sexual stuff? | -------------- | --------------- | (INDIE leans forward in the chair on his line.) |
-------------- | --------------- | I doubt it. In your case, it seems pretty clear it was choosing to stick your head in that gas stove. | --------------- | --------------- | ------------- | (after GARRETT's line, I X to him at SR door.) |
W a y? | What about you? | ------------ | -------------- | --------------- | ----------- | -------------- |
Y w m. | You were murdered. | ---------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | ---------------- | --------------- |
Y w t v? | You were the victim. | ----------------- | -------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
W a y h? | Why are you here? | ---------------- | -------------- | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
------------- | -------------- | I was murdered, sort of, but I'm no victim......long to figure it out. | Well, I guess that does earn you a place down here. | --------------- | --------------- | 17 |
----------------- | ----------------- | Those weren't my only sins......10.5million | That's a nice neighborhood. I wish I could move there. | ------------- | ----------- | ------------ |
----------------- | ----------------- | I had to bankroll those affairs somehow. | -------------- | ------------- | ------------- | (INDIE rises & X's behind me; he will be behind me, over my shoulder.) |
------------ | ------------- | --------------- | What about you, Estaban? What are you in for? | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
I' r r n s. | I'd really rather not say. | We told you our story. | --------------- | ------------- | ------------- | (I break away; X to SL chair and sit.) |
A I p t k m o c. | And I prefer to keep my own counsel. | ------------- | --------------- | --------------- | ------------- | ------------- |
L' l i a t. | Let's leave it at that. | -------------- | Have it your way. | ---------------- | ------------- | --------------- |
R, I c' i w t p u 3 t. | Really, I can't imagine why they put us 3 together. | ---------------- | --------------- | --------------- | ------------- | --------------- |
I d' m s. | It doesn't make sense. | -------------- | How do you figure? | --------------- | ------------ | ------------- |
I' l a y 2 at t w' g t l t.....I' s a. | I'm looking at you 2 and thinking we're going to live togehter.....It's so absurd. | ------------ | --------------- | --------------- | -------------- | 18 |
I e t m o f, o r. | I expected to meet old friends, or relatives. | You must have an awful lot of faith in your entourage--assuming they're all going to end up in Hell. | --------------- | --------------- | ------------ | (INDIE X's to me; kneels down next to me; almost w/ his head in my lap.) |
---------- | --------------- | ------------- | Yes, that charming old friend-the one with a hold in the middle of his face. | ---------------- | -------------- | ------------- |
H t. | Him too. | -------------------- | ----------------- | ----------------- | ---------------- | --------------- |
H w a w "d". | He was a wonderful "dancer". | --------------- | ---------------- | ------------------ | ------------- | ----------------- |
B, c h f. | Boy, could he foxtrott. | ----------------- | -------------- | --------------- | ---------------- | -------------- |
L a p...B w, w s w o a p b p t? | Like a pro...But why, why should we of al people be put together? | A pure fluke, I should say...... in the order of their coming. | -------------- | -------------- | ------------- | (INDIE laughs.) |
-------------- | -------------- | Why are you laughing? | Because you amuse me with your "flukes"...,reassure yourself somehow. | -------------- | ------------ | ------------- |
I w, n. | I wonder, now. | -------------- | --------------- | --------------- | -------------- | ---------- |
D' y t w m h m e o a s t i o l? | Don't you think we may have met each other at some time in our lives? | ------------- | ------------- | --------------- | ------------- | (INDIE rubs his hand across my chest, then tweaks my chin.) |
----------- | -------------- | --------------- | Never. I shouldn't have forgotten you. | -------------- | --------------- | (I lower INDIE's hand away from my face.) |
O p w h f i c. | Or perhaps we have friends in common, | -------------- | -------------- | ------------- | ----------- | --------------- |
D y k t B-H'? | Do you know the Burtka-Harris'? | ------------- | Not likely. Aren't they show biz people? | ---------------- | --------------- | --------------- |
A e w t t p. | Absolutely everyone went to their parties. | --------------- | -------------- | --------------- | -------------- | ----------------- |
T h a l h i t v a h o p v t. | They have a lovely home in the valley and hosts of people visit them. | ------------ | ---------------- | -------------- | --------------- | ----------------- |
------------- | --------------- | -------------- | I didn't. I was a post office clerk. | ------------- | (I am repulsed at the thought of a post-office clerk, I pull my hand away from INDIE. ) | 19 |
A, y...o c..... | Ah, yes...of course.... | ------------ | ------------ | -------------- | (I get up and X SR to GARRETT.) | ----------------- |
...i t c--y, M. G? | ...in that case--you, Mr. Garrett? | ------------- | ---------------- | --------------- | ------------- | --------------- |
Y s y d t e b a E. | You said you did the entertainment beat at Esquire. | ---------------- | -------------- | -------------- | -------------- | --------------- |
------------- | --------------- | We've never met. I always lived in the Big Apple. | ---------------- | -------------- | -------------- | ---------------- |
T y m b r. | Then you must be right. | -------------- | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | ------------- |
I' m c t h b u t. | It's mere chance that has brought us together. | -------------- | --------------- | ------------- | (INDIE pulls himself up into the chair & sitting.) | ---------------- |
----------- | -------------- | ---------------- | Mere chance? Then it's by chance this room is furnished just exactly as each of us sees it? Each one of us hating the decor we're perceiving? I would be fine with shappy chic. But no, I get Scandanavian Modern. Which is neither Scandanavian nor Modern. | ------------- | --------------- | ----------------- |
------------ | ----------- | I, on the other hand, absolutely adore anything from Ikea. | -------------- | ------------- | (I fold my arms & tap my foot.) | -------------- |
A I' b h w e o t t, b i I g B. | And I'd be happy with either of those two, but instead I get Bedrock. | --------------- | --------------- | ------------- | ----------- | (INDIE stands; turns the wooden chair around & straddles it backwards w/ his penis hanging through.) |
------------- | ------------- | -------------- | And what about the heat here? How about that? I tell you they've thought it all out. Down to the last detail. Nothing was left to chance. This room was all set for us. | ------------- | ----------- | --------- |
S, i w a f u b? | So, it was all fixed up beforehand? | -------------- | Yes. And they've put us together deliberately. | --------- | --------------- | (I X to theSL chair & lean w/ my hands against the back of the chair.) |
T i i n m c. | Then it is not mere chance. | ----------- | --------------- | ---------- | ------------ | -------------- |
B w' t i b i? | But what's the idea behind it? | ----------- | ------------- | --------------- | -------------- | (INDIE looks down at my dick.) |
----------- | ---------------- | ------------- | Ask me another! I only know they're waiting , expecting something from us. | ------------ | -------------- | -------------- |
I n c b t t o a e s f m. | I never could bear the thought of anyone expecting something from me. | ----------- | ---------------- | --------------- | ---------- | 20 |
I a m m w t d j t o. | It always made me want to do just the opposite. | ------------- | ------------- | --------------- | ------------ | -------------- |