cast of characters:
moses, late 20's to mid 30's,floppy hair,casual dress,dark colors.
robot:a little younger,maybe early to mid 20s,camoflauge clothing.wearing red sunglasses.
the set:
a typical portland coffee shop.tidy, but not particularly clean looking.board games strewn about. a chess board is between moses and robot.
MOSES:i love days like this; the sun makes me feel more alive,like the warmth from the sky justifies our body heat,our own inner warmth.
ROBOT: but it is raining.
MOSES: the sun is out.like it is everyday,just above the clouds to lightour faces;rays come in between the rain drops.we are able to see ourselves better,and hopefully,while our eyes are so filled with details,we can see the best in everyone.
ROBOT: you are too happy.
MOSES: i do not want to die.
ROBOT:but we all must at some point.
MOSES:but not at this moment!
ROBOT: no,not if we are alive...
MOSES:what do you mean?
ROBOT:well, 2 distinct ideas came into my mind just now...
MOSES: lets hear them,then.
ROBOT: the first idea is the somewhat frightening idea that we are already dead.
MOSES: nonsense! the dead do not partake in life to the extent that we do.that i do,at least.my walks in the park,watching the birds in the sky,i see their beauty feel the sun on my face,to go with the rain and the breezes.every day,i go through so many emotions as well.pain and pleasure.sadness and fear. seldom if ever have i met a corpse so moved by things around him.
ROBOT: it brings me to my second theory...
MOSES:is it as hair-brained as your first?
ROBOT: maybe.maybe not...
MOSES: well, get it over with...
ROBOT: my other theory is that we dontexist; that we could just be words on the page;scrawled down by some wanna be writer on a weekend morning.trying to write a play,maybe wanting to rip off beckett, think about it, why else would we have such ridiculous names?
MOSES:like we are just words put down to be played with like toys?thinking we exist?by someone who thinks they have an artistic vision?
ROBOT: that is what i suspect...
MOSES:then,i know the way to find out.we shall get up from this table,and go on about our lives.if we exist, then things will go on even when we are not seen.
ROBOT:fine.lets go.
MOSES: yes,lets go.
ROBOT:why arent we moving?
MOSES:i do not know...
(curtain comes down) fadeout
THE END
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2 comments:
Curtis!! I ADORE THIS!! I'm going to show Dennis tonight and even give it to John and Chris tonight too! I want to shoot this! Did you already contract with James to produce this? Let's shoot this one!! Then we could upolad it to your blog!
Elizabeth
Amusing.
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