Monday, May 11, 2009

Scrubs season 7 episode 1

A single light is up on the center of the stage where a full length mirror is standing facing so that the audience can see it when an actor looks into it. Next to the mirror within the light is a chair and next to that stands a young man and woman. They breifly kiss as lights go up and the woman exits offstage. The man stands with a smile on his face. The further the woman is from the man the less of a smile the man shows until she is gone as is the smile. The man looks around before settling into the chair and stares into the mirror. He stares for a while examining himself and then runs his hands through his hair in a sense of frustration.

Man
We stand here together every morning and we tell each other we love each other. Every morning it becomes harder for me to hear. I can barely even make it out anymore. It's like when the morning winds have just begun to flow only instead of the morning, knowing they will strengthen, it's the height of the day. I stand there look into her eyes and all that remains within is this feeling of apathy. All that this is is an obligation. It's something you have to take on when you've made a commitment to a mistake. Neither of us ever meant for something that careless to happen it was just a mistake we're both now having to deal with. Well more me deal because all that remains is a lingering hope I can just be in love with her. I might stop even short of love as long as it meant a happiness. This routine is heartbreaking to know that this rouge I've built for her and our daughter is nothing but an empty shell of lies. There's nothing left but to continue to act out the life I've molded from clay as black as night. It is my obligation to be the man I have displayed myself as being. But with the wind dying down the horizons' appeal becomes so much more. But what right have I to destroy a life for the sake of my own, little less two lives. I don't even recognize you anymore. Once so strong and hopeful now a mere shell filled with the lies you'd for so long given.

Stands up and moves away from the mirror

For the sake of my memory I can no longer look at you lest my disgust deepen. Farewell

He exits and walks offstage. The mirror still holds his image cheerful and strong as the lights fade.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

We Are All In This Together - Ben Lee

We Are All In This Together - Ben Lee

Woke up this morning
I suddenly realized
We're all in this together
I started smiling
Cos you were smiling
And were all in this together
I'm made of atoms
You're made of atoms
And were all in this together
And long division
Just doesn't matter
Cos were all in this together
I saw you walkingIn the city
We're all in this together
The city's changing
Cos we are changing
And were all in this together
Every twelve seconds
Someone remembers
That were all in this together
In the kitchen
Of your rent-control apartment
We're all in this together
C'mon baby
I dont mean to rush you
I only wanted to reach out and touch you
I've gotta start to open my heart
I know you think
About jumping ship before it sinks
But were all in this together
Ask a scientistIt's quantum physics
We're all in this together
And on the subway
We feel like strangers
But were all in this together
Yeah I love you and you love her
And she loves him
But were all in this together
Y'know baby
There's never been protection
In all the history of human connection
C'mon darling
It's alright to show me
You don't ever need to be lonely
Once you start to open your heart
I saw you crying
I started crying
Cos were all in this together
And then religion
It's a big decision
But were all in this together
We're all in this together

On stage are a dozen men. Each man is armed in medieval arms and are wondering about. Offstage at the beginning there is a great clamor heard then it is earily silent after a scream. After the scream the men onstage are deathly silent. Then large foot steps can be heard approaching from offstage and stop just short of the stage and a pounding at a great wooden door can be heard. The pounding then get louder and louder until it finally stops. Sobbing can be heard from one of the men on stage. One of the other men moves to him with difficulty and comforts him softly. Finally after a few moment of near silence one of the men (an older looking man grizzled from years of war with a ragged but noble voice) lights a torch and stands upon whatever it is he can find)

Man
[Holding the torch to illuminate all the men; they all look frightened and weary] My fellow man. Keep your wits about you! Do you hear me? Keep your honor and dignity about you. We are each here beside you. All of us, side by side. We are all in this together. Now stand together! Hold strong and draw your arms. Let us weather this battle together whether it be in victory we emerge, or the bitter hand of defeat pulls us below. [The pounding begins again] Here that! The beast draws nearer its entrance. Pitty not those lost before now. They gave their lives so you might have this moment to bring hell upon this wretched creature! Let their sacrifice not have been in vain! Now i say once draw your arms! Raise your pride high! This battle shall be for those before us and shall forever be remembered by those who follow after us! [A cracking in the door is heard] The beast wishes to quicken its demise does it! Well i say let it come and meet the hell which it had escaped from. [Offstage the door burst open and its shattered can be heard. A great gust of wind enters the room extinguishing the torch and the men are left in the dark and a roar is heard offstage where their is a glimmer of light that flickers] Onward towards the light and our hope! bring with you your greatest hearts! Know you fight for one another and this beast shall kneel before us in mercy! Now to battle!!!!

The men can be heard charging offstage and as they disappear the light offstage slowly gets dimmer and the noise slowly gets lower until one final roar and cry by the men is heard then all is silent.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

So Long Astoria - The Ataris

So Long Astoria - The Ataris

Lights up on a winter street. The entire street is lit but dully. On the side of the street is a young man in his early 20's/late teens. His is carrying over his shoulder a duffle bag that has been completely filled and stuffed. He stands staring at the ground which is covered in snow with a small puddle in front of him. he stares into it.

Young Man
You'd thought you'd gone so far.

From one side of the stage a small boy riding his bike in summer clothes rides down the road struggling with the bike as if he is riding it for the first time without training wheels. When he passes the young man he turns and looks at him and flashes a small smile then continues his way across the stage and exits.

You thought you'd never return here.

A boy about 5 years older than the last one enters from the same side as the other one did. He is kicking a pebble across the stage and looking at the ground around him with spite and disdain. He exits the stage at the same side as the last boy.

You thought this would end like a fairy tale

A young man only three to four years younger than the first young man enters from offstage in the same location as the others. Walking side by side with him is a young girl roughly the same age as the young man. They walk across the stage hand in hand and as they cross the young man his younger image then flashes him a sympathetic look before returning to walking across the stage. They exit offstage.

You knew all along fairy tales never has happy endings.

He then takes to the same path as the rest and exits offstage. Lights fade