Короткие пьесы - [65]
He asked me to a movie…
BOB: Afterwards?
MA: He asked me to walk in the park… We sat on a bench and kissed…
BOB: Then?
MA: After a couple of months I moved into his apartment.
BOB: Why?
MA: I was pregnant with you.
BOB: Why did you split up? I want to know why I don’t have a father now. What happened? He cheated you?
(Pause)
MA: Firstly he сheated you…
(Pause)
BOB: How?
MA: The cad had no interest in you and… me… You were born in a Maternity Hospital. All the fathers waited at a big window to see their babies. I waited with you in my arms all week, but he never came to see you… It turned out that he had met another woman!
BOB: What did you do?
MA: When I was let out of the hospital I went right home to my parents not to his apartment.
BOB: You saw him?
MA: Soon he got a job in another factory. I never saw him again…
(Pause)
BOB: Ma how did you live through it?
MA: You helped me…
BOB: How?
MA: You were always with me…
BOB: And what was happened then?
MA: And then… I grab you in my arms and went to America…
(Pause)
BOB: Ma, did my father ever give you flowers?
MA: Yes! I remember once we walked past a fence in front of beautiful lilacs. He climbed over the fence and pickled me a bouquet. Bowing, he gave them to me. I put them on my bedside table. Oh how wonderful the lilacs smelled.
BOB: That’s why you love lilacs?
(Pause)
MA: Probably… then…
BOB: Ma! Look out the window!
(Ma pulls back the curtains)
MA: Oh! What beautiful stars!
BOB: I was afraid so.
(Peter sits almost crying)
MA (sympathizing): BOB, call Emma and find out what happened…
(Peter dials and waits)
Peter: Hello! Hello Emma. Why didn’t you call me? We agreed to see “Spiderman” tonight…
(Peter listens. Then slowly puts the receiver down. He sadly sits down)
MA (sympathizing): What’d she say?
(Pause)
BOB (almost crying): She forgot…
MA (indignant): She forgot! When I was a little girl I never forgot to go to a movie…
(Looked at BOB)
BOB, I’m sorry!
BOB: Oh Ma! I feel hollow! Like there is nothing left in the world for me? Nothing seems real although you are acting like nothing happened.
(Pause)
MA: OK! Give me the phone I’ll call Aunt Gail.
(Pause)
BOB: Don’t call Aunt Gail.
MA: I still can’t use the phone?
BOB: Ma, I took $10 from you.
MA: How could you… after I gave you $30 for the movies and popcorn?
BOB: I’ll give you all the money back.
MA (angrily): You know what that’s called? Why did you take $10 more?
BOB: I wanted to buy Emma a bouquet of flowers on the way home from the movies…
(Pause)
Here… I don’t need it now.
(BOB hands 4 ten-dollar bills to Ma. She doesn’t take the money. With eyes full of tears she hugs BOB)
MA: Give me 10 dollars and the last money leave yourself… You would go to a movie with another girl…
BOB (teary): I would like to go with Emma…
MA: Don’t be so sad… There are a lot of girls around you… I believe you will find another…
(Pause)
BOB (very sadly): Ma, why does no one loves us?
(Pause)
MA (crying): BOB, I love you… We love each other… Come closer… I’m so happy that you are my son, that I have you…
(BOB hugs Ma. They are sitting close on the sofa. BOB switches on music. They quietly listen to music)
THE END
THINK WHAT EVER YOU WANT
ANNA— wife. Middle aged Woman, brunet.
MIKe – husband. Middle aged man.
ELLEN— mistress. Young woman 20–30 year old petit, blonde (or black hair ref. pg).
Time current. 4 AM…
A simple doorframe and threshold stands between a garage door and a room with a couch.
Enter drunk Mike from the door to garage, shoes in hand he is trying to sneak into the house silently, but his way is suddenly barred by Anna who, with legs apart, and each arm outstretched straight right and left from her sides forming a cross in front of the door frame.
ANNA (shouts): Stop right there! (Quieter) Where you have been? Its four o’clock.
MIKE (slurred, dully): Something sin-gu-lar-ly unusual happened.
ANNA: What unusual story now?
MIKE: Let me in.
ANNA: I repeat… what’s so unusual; I haven’t slept at all.
MIKE (with growing enthusiasm): Anna, you know…there was a tornado!
ANNA (admitting Mike): A tornado…here?
(Mike takes off his jacket, walks into the room and sits on the couch His jacket falls on the floor)
MIKE: A tornado can be a very small, whirlwind. (Waxing eloquent). It sucks you up, and up and it carries you to heaven knows where. It just lifts you, and doesn’t let you go…
ANNA: Ok, Ok… Mike, and where were you so blissfully carried?
(Pause)
MIKE (eagerly): I was lucky. I was in the car; the storm went right across in front of me… A tree fell across the road. I turned around and started to come home another way… But, I kept getting lost.
ANNA (mockingly): And how much time did you spend lost?
MIKE: A couple of hour’s maybe.
ANNA: Suppose then that you left work at eight, drove a half-hour, got in the storm, and were lost two hours. You would have been home long ago…
MIKE: But the tornado made a flood… (muddling his words). I was afraid. The car died… Finally the water went down and the car started.
Mike falls asleep
ANNA: What road? The only road that goes near a lake that I know of is in the Littleton area.