Scene 1

(The sounds of the ocean can be heard. A hotel room on a Mexican sea. A wall of stars: the constellations or the moon or a vast star map of the cosmos covers the back wall. THE GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT stands at the foot of the stage, wearing nothing but a shirt the boy owns. The BOY IN BLACK PANTS stands behind her.)

 

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Say something.

 

(Silence.)

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Say something to me.

 

(Silence.)

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt know why you wonÕt talk.

 

GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

YouÕre leaving tomorrow.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

What makes you ask that?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I saw a train ticket on your dresser.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

The train ticket has been there for weeks.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ItÕs dated for tomorrow. ItÕs under the lamp. You tried to hide it.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I was gonna tell you.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

When?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I was gonna tell you, but your husband has always been around.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Liar.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I have to go.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

No you donÕt. You would stay if you really wanted. You would stay with me if you really wanted.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I never said I didnÕt want to stay.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

You would stay with me if you really wanted.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I do want to stay with you, butÉ

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ŅBut.Ó I think I am stating to hate you.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

DonÕt say that.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ItÕs true.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt care if itÕs true. DonÕt say that. It hurts me feelings.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Good. I didnÕt mean that.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I wanna buy you breakfast in the morning.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

No.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Why not?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm having breakfast with my husband tomorrow.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Tell him your having breakfast with a friend.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Is that what we are now? Friends.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Look at me.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

It doesnÕt matter. I donÕt love you.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I never asked you if you did.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

You got rough with me last night.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

You begged me to be rough.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Not that hard. No girl wants to be choked. Not with your dirty fingers.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I used your scarf.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

That doesnÕt make it right. I have marks on my neck.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

You donÕt have marks on your neck.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Yes I do. I have marks on my neck. I can feel them.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I would like for you to look at me.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

No.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Why are you angry?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Because. IÕve made a mistake. All the time weÕve spent together...

 

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

WeÕve only known each other for three days.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Fuck you. I wish you hadnÕt been so nice to me when we meet.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I wasnÕt nice to you.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Yes you were. You just pretended you were difficult.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

How did I pretend I was difficult?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

You werenÕt difficult.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Then whyÕd you say I was?

 

(Silence.)

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

The way youÕd watch me. The way youÕd listen to me.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I didnÕt watch you.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Then what would you call it?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt know what I would call it. Anymore.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

YouÕre so weak. YouÕre so God damned weak. I donÕt want you to say goodbye. I just want you to go. Go fuck somebody else. Go choke somebody else. Why did you give me money? You shouldnÕt have given me money.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Because. ItÕs all I had. And you asked me to.

 

Scene 2

(Three days before. Music begins to play. Perhaps Los Lobos. Perhaps Al Green. Perhaps Adam Ant. perhaps Bach.  BOY IN BLACK PANTS sits in a chair and sips from a bottle of tequila. THE GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT dances. It is the day before. A glass bowl with gold fish is located upstage.)

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I realized that I loved to run fast at night. So I told my mother I wanted to be a ballerina. I had never seen a ballet but I had three favorite records IÕd dance to at boarding school: The Grand Canyon suite, the fight song of Notre Dame, and the something by the Beatles.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

What  something by the BeatleÕs?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I donÕt know. I found it in the half price bin at a strip mall. The cover had four men walking across a street barefoot. My god! Did you read the paper this morning?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt read the papers.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Why donÕt you read the papers?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt trust Ōem.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Well, have you heard?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Heard what?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

We put a man on the moon!

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

WhoÕs Ņwe?Ó

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Us. America.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

We did that thirty years ago?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Yes. And now weÕve done it again. IsnÕt that wonderful?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

WhoÕs the fellah?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What do you mean?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

WhoÕs the guy we sent to the moon?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

His name is Winterson. I bet heÕs as tall as horse.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

YouÕve studied ballet.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Why?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Your body moves nice.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

When I was eleven I came to New York and I got myself a scholarship at the school

of American ballet. I didnÕt know anything technical. I just made up a lot of

stuff and jumped around.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

ThatÕs all dance is.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ThatÕs not true.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

It is true. I used to see a dancer when I was young.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

When you were young.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

When I was younger.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

How young were you?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Younger than I am now.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

How old was she?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Too young.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

How young?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Young enough to make me feel old.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

And she was crazy.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I didnÕt say that. She just made up a lot of stuff and jumped around. She never listened to anybody.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ThatÕs miserable.

 

                                                            BOY IN THE BLACK PANTS

Actually, I loved it. I liked watching her hop and move.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I think my teachers were intrigued by that. That little off beat part of me. I could have been a real dancer if I had invested the time.

 

                                                            BOY IN THE BLACK PANTS

What do you do now?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm a plastic doll. Am I talking too much?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

No.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What kind of music is this?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Hillbilly music. I think.

 

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Hillbilly music? Is this really hillbilly music?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I couldnÕt tell you what hillbilly music is any more.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Why did you come to Mexico?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

You ask a mess of questions.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm sorry.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

DonÕt be. I like it. IÕm here because I like the weather. And everythingÕs cheap. Why are you here?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

My husband likes to hunt. HeÕs never killed anything in Mexico before.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

YouÕve got a nice shape to your body.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

YouÕll make me blush.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt care.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I like your room. The color is agreeable. ItÕs better than mine. What do you do for a living?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I work for the government.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Which government?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Pick one. IÕve worked for a few.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What do you do?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I watch the ocean move.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Is it wonderful?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Yes. But, harder than I thought it would be.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

YouÕre lying to me.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

What makes you say that?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Because, you are. What do you really do for a living?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

IÕm a writer.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What do you write?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Speeches.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Speeches for who?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Men I donÕt like.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Why do that?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

IÕm very good at writing speeches. What do you do for work?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm a plastic doll. I told you that.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I wouldnÕt call you that.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

You didnÕt. IÕm really a whore. My husband pays me to have sex with him. He likes to put money on the floor in shapes and patterns and watch me crawl on my hands and knees  and pick up the dollar bills with my teeth.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Does that turn you on?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Does that turn you on?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

IÕm not your husband.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Not yet.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

YouÕre a red flag.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm serious. My husband pays me to have sex with him. I wouldnÕt do it if he

didnÕt.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

WhyÕd you marry him?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

He was charming. Once. When we first met.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

And then he turned off the charm?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

No. He just got old. He promises me a plum tree every year for my birthday. But he always forgets.  Are you married? I donÕt see a ring on your finger?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

No. IÕm not married.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Are you sure? Married men take their wedding rings off. They take them off when they

masturbate.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I wouldnÕt know.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Do you wanna get married.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Maybe.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Never tell a girl Ņmaybe.Ó ItÕs worse than never.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Ask me again.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Ask you what?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Ask me if IÕll ever get married.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Will you ever get married?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Never.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

ThatÕs sad.

 

                                                             BOY IN BLACK PANTS

What makes that sad?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

You will die alone.

 

(Silence.)

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I want cake. I want a slice of chocolate cake.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I can have some brought to us.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

DonÕt.

 

 

BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Why not?

 

GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

People will know IÕm in your room.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I donÕt care.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

IÕm married.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

We arenÕt doing anything.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

We could be.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

But we arenÕt.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What are you doing here, at the hotel?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

IÕm a resident here. Until something better comes along.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

What would be better?

 

                                                            BOY IN THE BLACK PANTS

A nice job in the mountains. Where I can watch the sun set. You know, I am hungry. IÕll get food and bring it. What do you want? Cake?

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Maybe. Something sweet. What does the hotel have?

 

                                                            BOY IN BLCK PANTS

A few donuts. Chocolate ˇclairs. Caramel pudding. Peanut butter and peach jam. Moon pies. Milky Way candy bars. TheyÕve got dozens of those at the front desk. Baked shortcake with chocolate icing. Vanilla coke.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

Do you know the whole menu?

 

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

Just the beverages. I try to stay away from food.

 

                                                            GIRL IN THE RED SHIRT

I love food.

 

                                                            BOY IN BLACK PANTS

I hate it. I hate that something is rotting inside you.  I only eat things that are alive. The food is fresh that way. I only eat live gold fish now.

 

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