What are you hearing now?: A One Act Play
Characters—
Girl: Young. Brunette. Self-assured. Petite Build.
Guy: Average even by average standards. Indeterminate age (25-40).
Setting—
Out of doors in park, coastal area, parking lot, etc.
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Girl: So you’re the one with the soundtrack playing in his head?
Guy: That’s right.
Girl: I thought you’d look older.
Guy: I get that a lot.
Girl: I bet. [Pause] So what are you hearing right now?
Guy: It’s dancing between Clarence Carter’s Slip Away and Badfinger’s Baby Blue.
Girl: I don’t know either one.
Guy: You’re too young. But you should know them. They’re worth your while.
Girl: Will you let me hear them?
Guy: There’s no room for you in there right now. It’s full.
Girl: When will you have room?
Guy: I don’t know. It stays pretty crowded.
Girl: Are you divorced yet?
Guy: Almost.
Girl: Is she in there?
Guy: Not really.
[Long pause]
Girl: What are you hearing now?
Guy: It just switched to The Sloop John B.
Girl: [Smiling, begins to sing] My Grandfather and me… My Dad used to sing that to me.
Guy: Good for you.
Girl: You’re kind of a bastard, aren’t you? Or is that an act?
Guy: A little of both.
Girl: What do you like?
Guy: To be left alone. And company.
Girl: What do you like now?
Guy: [Pause] Company.
Girl: I can’t figure you out.
Guy: You never will [smiles].
[Long pause]
Girl: And now?
Guy: Take a Letter, Maria.
Girl: [Blank stare]
Guy: R.B. Greaves?
Girl: Nope.
Guy: Jesus Christ. There is so much I could teach you.
Girl: [Pause. Smiles] Probably not. [Turns, exits stage left].
Lights Fade. Curtain Falls.
Girl: Young. Brunette. Self-assured. Petite Build.
Guy: Average even by average standards. Indeterminate age (25-40).
Setting—
Out of doors in park, coastal area, parking lot, etc.
*******************************************************
Girl: So you’re the one with the soundtrack playing in his head?
Guy: That’s right.
Girl: I thought you’d look older.
Guy: I get that a lot.
Girl: I bet. [Pause] So what are you hearing right now?
Guy: It’s dancing between Clarence Carter’s Slip Away and Badfinger’s Baby Blue.
Girl: I don’t know either one.
Guy: You’re too young. But you should know them. They’re worth your while.
Girl: Will you let me hear them?
Guy: There’s no room for you in there right now. It’s full.
Girl: When will you have room?
Guy: I don’t know. It stays pretty crowded.
Girl: Are you divorced yet?
Guy: Almost.
Girl: Is she in there?
Guy: Not really.
[Long pause]
Girl: What are you hearing now?
Guy: It just switched to The Sloop John B.
Girl: [Smiling, begins to sing] My Grandfather and me… My Dad used to sing that to me.
Guy: Good for you.
Girl: You’re kind of a bastard, aren’t you? Or is that an act?
Guy: A little of both.
Girl: What do you like?
Guy: To be left alone. And company.
Girl: What do you like now?
Guy: [Pause] Company.
Girl: I can’t figure you out.
Guy: You never will [smiles].
[Long pause]
Girl: And now?
Guy: Take a Letter, Maria.
Girl: [Blank stare]
Guy: R.B. Greaves?
Girl: Nope.
Guy: Jesus Christ. There is so much I could teach you.
Girl: [Pause. Smiles] Probably not. [Turns, exits stage left].
Lights Fade. Curtain Falls.
posted by Ryan at 12:23 AM
4 Comments:
Well. Looks like you've scared the commenters away with this one. I say good riddance, freakin' brunette self-assured petite-ass bee-atch(es). She obviously sucks cock for money. There now, feel better?
MJ, you never fail to make me grin.
Of course I feel better.
Ryan
The Sloop John B. That get's me every time.
She WAS pretty nosey. I don't like being talked to when I'm listening to music.
(Whew! And now I've said hello.)
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