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| Baptism. [Scene One] | |
| By dandysocpic | ||
| 03 October 2008 | ||
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All honest criticism& feedback wanted and appreciated. Cheers, Alice [Whispered, Playfully] Guess who? Grey [With mocking disbelief and hope.] Jesus? Alice No, but close. [Pause][She sinks to the floor, her back pressed against the wall, legs sprawled beneath her like a rag-dolls] Dearest, this is conscious calling. Grey [Playing along] Oh thank god! I’m so glad you called; I was worried you’ve been missing for so long. Where on earth have you been? Alice Abandoned; under some married couples bed now, for weeks. I miss you. I was lonely. I thought I’d call. Grey OK. I thought you’d be working today. Alice No. I don’t have to work today, but I… I didn’t want to stay in bed. So I called you. Grey Interesting choice. Alice Well you’re an interesting character. [Pause] I couldn’t sleep. Grey I can’t imagine you would, considering, the headboard, creaking the way it does. [Silence] Alice How are you? Is it a bad time? To call, I mean. Grey No. No. It’s a. I’m fine but tired. Fine but tired. Long night, No, it’s a goodtime. Alice You’re playing music. You weren’t asleep? Grey No. I wasn’t asleep. I have slept thou and I have dreamt. Paris, I dreamt of breakfast in Paris. [Pause] With you. Alice What are you listening to? Grey What? Alice The music; what are you listening to? Grey The radio; I need noise to distract me from my loneliness. It’s too loud? I’ll turn it down. Alice No, I like it. It gives me a sense of perspective. The life we could be leading, breakfast in Paris with bread and coffee. Listening to music and talking about art or literature or love; even considering going back to bed. [Silence] Grey [Muffled] I didn’t realise you were listening Alice Sorry? Grey When I told you about my dream, about breakfast in Paris; I didn’t realise you were listening. [Silence] [She brushes the phone down her face and stares blankly into the wall ahead. She raises one leg slowly and folds it over the other and moves the phone to the other ear.] Alice Did you go out last night? [He makes a sound as if to speak, and then falls silent, when he speaks he is mildly irritated][Pause] Grey No. I didn’t because; no I did go out briefly for a walk. Around the park, and I went for a walk earlier. I felt ill. Alice [She grips the slippery plastic of the receiver, and breathes deeply] So you didn’t see anyone? You don’t have any guest there this morning? Is there someone there with you? Grey [His voice comes quick and angry] That’s a cheap question, you don’t trust me? When I’m away you don’t trust me, when you snuggle at night after a brandy with lecherous husband, you mistrust me? I constantly feel as though I have to defend every utterance. When you ask if I’ve had a good day, you mean have I decided to run-away with someone else, when you’re asking how I feel, you mean I am still faithful and you’re listening always for a clue, or hint to some misbehaviour. Christ. Alice [The last word hits her like a physical blow, she fights back the tears.] Don’t lecture me. I only asked because, I wondered. I just wanted to know about you. So I could build a picture – I just said – I miss you, and you’re not with me and I was trying to visualise a place away from here, a place that smelt of you and had you in it. A place where we’d listen to the radio and have drinks late at night, somewhere I could see how you looked in the morning, in a room which you’d left in a state from last night because you’d come in late, it’s nothing to do with clues. Grey Expect you ask if someone stayed here, and you’re creating this scene. Weaving a scene of betrayal, because to be honest you’re paranoid and discontent [He breaths in sharply, and continues gently] and I don’t understand why you don’t just come here, and listen to this music with me and have my affair with me, rather than create a fictitious one which will fucking disappoint us both. Alice I would, but there a hundreds of little objects and barriers; and I’m just not that brave. I’m sorry. I hate this, I hate not being able to touch you or look into your eyes. Christ. I just asked some questions because…, [She sighs, the man in the bed stirs and coughs.] You’ll have to call me back, he’s waking up. I’ll go to the phone downstairs? That’s if you want to? Grey Of course, I love this charade, even if it frightens me sometimes, to need you this much. I’ll call back. Alice I’m putting the phone down, don’t leave me hanging. Grey [He sighs, and laughs.] I’ll call you, ‘bye [Blackout]
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