"SCENE TWO
(The hallway outside of the support
group meeting. The stage should be
separated into two sides, with the support group still in sight, but with the
focus on GARRETT and VALERIE)
GARRETT
Valerie? Valerie, are
you out here?
VALERIE
What the hell do you want?
Do you want to make fun of me some more?
Is that what you want? Because
you have an ‘actual’ disability and I don’t?
Is that it? Does making me feel
bad somehow ameliorate the pain you feel because you have to survive being you?
GARRETT
I don’t think I deserved that.
VALERIE
You don’t? You tear me to pieces in there and you don’t think
you deserve a little retribution?
GARRETT
(conceding)
Okay, I deserved it. I
came out here to apologize.
VALERIE
Please. You only came
out here because Ruth made you. I could
hear her. The door wasn’t closed.
GARRETT
And so it is. I think you should just calm down, and let me
say what I was going to say…
(reaches
out a hand to touch her arm)
VALERIE
(pushes
his arm away, and then shoves him)
What is your problem? I don’t get it! Why did you have to yell at me? Why me, huh?
(yelling
at the end, shoves him again, hard)
GARRETT
(yelling)
You want to know why?
It’s because you’re god damn so well adjusted, alright? You’re in there like Mother-freaking-Theresa,
going on about how having a panic disorder makes you unique, and how you are
dealing with it, like you’re trying to win a freaking beauty pageant. You’ve been diagnosed for how long? I’ve had Tourette’s my whole life! I still don’t know how to deal with it! So when you sit there, talking about how you
don’t mind having a disability, I dunno, I just snapped!
VALERIE
(sarcastic)
Really? I had no idea!
GARRETT
So I’m sorry. I didn’t
mean to… I’m jealous of you, Valerie.
You’re so okay with being
disabled. I’m angry that I can’t be like you. You were just in there, all
humble and shit, and I just…
(it suddenly dawns
on him how horrible this
“Apology” really is)
(cont.)This is a horrible apology.
VALERIE
(chuckling
quietly through her tears; the fight is out of her)
You’re realizing this now?
Being compared to Mother Theresa is just a tad overkill, don’t you
think?
GARRETT
I thought that it was a great comparison! It’s not every day your simple school girl gets
compared to one of the great women of our time! Besides, it’s true. You were sitting in there, all serenity and
smiles, talking about how you don’t mind.
It can’t be true.
VALERIE
It’s not true. I’m
afraid. I’m upset. I’m angry.
I’m just like you are, Garrett. I
just hide it better. I’m jealous that
you can get angry. I’d trade my serenity
for the chance to get angry any day.
GARRETT
(can’t
find his words, which is a rarity)
Seems like we both want what the other person has.
(Completely
sincere, maybe for the first time ever in his life)
Valerie, I’m sorry. I
am. I just… I’m sorry.
(sincerity
can’t last forever with this kid)
Can you accept my apology so we go back inside? I’m allergic to emotion. I’m going to break out in a rash soon.
VALERIE
Fine. I accept your
apology. Let’s go.
GARRETT
(sweeps an
arm toward the door)
After you.
(blackout)"
Yeah, I'm not even going to fix the formatting. I'm that lazy.
Love and kisses y'all.
Jen
Brilliant. Awesome.
ReplyDeleteI love their names! And your name! And how you actually wrote a play! And how that play is awesome and has characters with non-cliche names and personalities! The world is so great everything I type has to end in an exclamation point!
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