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(room, bellboy in turns, waits. H: slowly enters)


B:

Suppose you tell me what seems to be the trouble, sir?


H:

It's just-- I wanted to carry my own baggage


B:

I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate, sir. It's me who's the bellboy


H:

But try to understand me . .


B:

I'll try, sir.

(Pause)

Excuse me while I get the rest of the luggage


H: (as Bellboy exits)

No no no, please no!

(whirls)

Look at me: one of those people who can control nothing of his own life. It's life that has to make all my choices for me. After such choices have been forced upon me, it's true that my twisting and turnings are evocative and unusual-- but if I myself make the initiating choice, --oh, what inevitable mediocrity. How much more interesting and vital when unpredictable storms strand me on some unrecognizable island.

(Bellboy returns, loaded dow)

This is wrong. You carry too much baggage.


B:

But I'm a bellboy, sir.


H: (Pause)

Please, little bellboy-- drop all excess baggage


B:

You mean, lose my job, sir?



H:

Well-- maybe


B:

It's the one thing I hold onto, sir

(drops)

H:

You mean, it keeps idle hands occupied?

B:

Oh, my hands are quite full, sir

H:

Yes, and how can you use your head when hands are so occupied?


B:

I think what you mean, sir, is--


H:

Yes, yes--


B:

You already know how my words finish?

(exit, return with book stack)

How can the head be used if the head, not the hands, are pre-occupied.

(Pause)


H:

That's too much reading.


B:

When I'm not otherwise occupied, sir


H:

You mean, simply a bellboy's avocation


B:

Please sir,

(drops books)

--don't push me into pre-ordained catagories



H:

Probably not all bellboys are equal


B:

Mere catagories, sir

(Others in for books)

H:

What is your catagory?


B: (Pause)

Humm-- Philosophical, perhaps?


H:

I knew it, I knew it-- philosophical bellboy. Nose in a book during moments between assignments


B:

If there are moments between assignments. Which we may well question


H:

Now, for instance


B:

For a truly philosophical bellboy, I think not, sir

(Others in cart, load up B)


H:

Please, please, please, drop all these bags

(Done-- reload)

Wait a minute. I don't even know if these were my bags--


B:

Ah, Nobody knows this, sir


H:

All right, then drop them

(Done)

Now your hands are unoccupied


B:

Perhaps, sir.


H:

Can we still say "Bellboy?"

Or is it just in the uniform


_________________________


B:

Do you know that sometimes we don't even wear our uniforms?


H:

I don't want to believe that


B:

Sometimes we carry no baggage at all sir


H:

I don't want to believe that


W: (enters, others to walls )

Let me think about this

(Pause)

What's missing from this picture?


H:

I think I can answer


W:

Well at least make a guess


H:

We're groaping towards the subject of mutual interest, arfen't we.


W:

What's missing from this picture


H:

You mean-- what's the hole in the middle of this particular world?


W:

Why hello, my dear Mr hole in the world--



H:

She recognizes me, whereupon I am indeed glad to re-make the acquaintance of dear madem hole in the world

(They approach, look, kiss as if for the first time. Then stagger to walls. Then she exits inner chamber. It was a great love)


H:

Now. Are you absolutely sure?


B:

Sure about what


H: (pause)

Are you carrying the appropriate suitcases?

(B gets them)

Wait a minute. Have you checked everything?.


B:

Everything


H:

Your shoelaces for instance?


B:

Checked my shoelaces? Not recently I suppose


H:

Are they tied or are they untied?


B:

When I checked them, which I didn't? Or when I originally tied them, putting on my shoes. Tied


H:

Still tied?


B:

I have every reason to believe still tied


H:

That means, when you carry the suitcases, your shoes will still be dependable


B:

I should think so


H:

You see? I should think so too


B:

There's poetry in that, sir


H:

Yes there is


B:

I can be travelling to very different places. Shoes well secured to the feet


H:

I think so


B:

But you still think-- checking them again would be in order


H:

Let's satisfy my curiosity

(Looks)

It's quite all right


B:

That's good, sir

(Walks)

I have the feeling that these shoes are so designed-- even if the laces came undone-- the shoe would probably remain in place. On the foot. They might flop about a bit, but they wouldn't fall off.


H:

Then you're in good shape


B:

Yes I am, sir


H:

Shoe-wise, I mean


B:

Shoe wise.


H: (pause)

And otherwise?


B:

Ah. Otherwise


H: (Looks about)

. . . table wise?



B:

Table wise?


H:

Yes

(Pause)

May I ask-- do you think we could have a seance using this table?


B:

A seance?


H:

Yes, a seance


B:

I believe just two of us isn't enough, sir


H:

So what. Let's try.

(Table moves by itself to side, scared, other bellbys in)


B:

Well, sir, I suppose that means this table doesn't want to be used for a seance


F

I don't like --recalcitrant tables


B:

Very well, sir.

(Puts on table cloth, then he is laying some plates, as H out)

That should calm down this very idiosyncratic table. I feel confident.


H:

I've been thinking


B:

Yes sir?


H

I wonder what that table was afraid of revealing to us.


B:

Maybe, it just wanted to eat something, sir


H:(Pause)

I'm sorry, but I can't help wondering if there are many things in the universe just like this, of which we know so little


B:

ah, I suppose the universe is infinite, sir


H:

No, I don't quite think so


B: (Open window)

This window you thought was a window onto the outside world ?


(exits)

H:

Oh my God-- I never even noticed, these window panes are in fact, false window panes


B: (reappear in window)

What do you mean, sir.


H:

Well, it's night, so I couldn't tell thesewindows were black, opaque material, that wasn't real window glass


B:

That's so wrong


H:

Windows are transparent


B:

You can see me, I think? And I'm outside the room.

(climbs in)

What you look through is a window to see me. What's more sir, just by looking at you through a window, I know a great deal about you, sir.


H:

Well-- An infinite number of things?


B:

You jump right out of your skin every time I reappear


H:

No-- I was expecting something something like this to happen


B
Have we ever been properly introduced--?


H:

That's not necessary


B:

Are you frightened, sir?

H:

A human being has many reasons to be frightened, but I, at least, keep it inside where none of it shows-- so your assumption happen to be true, which doesn't mean I should play along with so I'll just remove myself if I can manage that


B:

This is the only exit for you, sir


H: (Pause)

But it's a window


W: (enters)

Why isn't anybody moving--?


H:

Well, I was concentrating on changing the subject


W:

And somebody set the table


H:
Who's been filling you in?

(Looks back and forth)


W:

I just made an observation.

(Pause)

Look, I don't even know what meal it's set for


H:

Breakfast

(Other pours some cereal)


W: (Pause)

That doesn't seem very appropriate.


H:

All meals are equally appropriate


W:

Come on now-- time for breakfast was gone long ago.


H:

It happens to be my favorite meal


W:

Really? What's your normal breakfast


H:

You can see for yourself


W:

Well,I don't eat that stuff

(Pause)

Come to think of it, how can anybody justify eating that stuff



H:

I don't believe this


W:

You don't think I'm serious?


H:

This is amazing material-- Somewhere inside this perfect grain of wheat, a vast store of energy is waiting to be released into the world.


W:

Where do you get your information?


H:

This is why I have breakfast, many times over. In search of what will never arrive? -- maybe so. But perhaps some day it does arrive; and I'm eternally incapable of recognizing my good fortune fooled.


B:

Here are more wheat flakes for your breakfast, Sir

H:

As you can imagine, I'm never satisfied


W:

You wolf them down enthusiastically nevertheless


H:

Yes I do. Hungry but never satisfied.

(Pause)

Please join me.


W:

Just remind me. What time is it

H:

I know it's evening. But I asked for breakfast nevertheless, because I hunger for the experience of new beginnings --

Maybe that's something special about this particular mouth.


W:

Apparently it wants breakfast


H:

But that desire is not visible. What's visible is what moves as it talks --what it swallows is words.


W:

I had an urge to say "Ah" -- but I decided to swallow my words instead.


H:

This could be important, Is each word spoken, swallowed through speaking


W:

That gives me a funny feeling


H:

It was my idea and now it's your idea


W:

I've been forced to swallow that


H:

It wasn't on purpose


W: (Pause)

Let's never speak about things that are supposed to be hidden


H:

Right. By the saame token, we won't do what we can't help doing.

(Up, hesitate, kiss, )


B:

What I have for you now sir, is a single, administrable, dose of energy


H: (recovering from the kiss)

Of course I remember-- it's in my breakfast cereal


W:

Just a minute please. Allow me to confess what I always hoped to keep secret: I'm a very sloppy eater. What I need is attire that appropriately protects me from that soiling myself as the result of my sloppy eating habits. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry

( B Pulls off cloth, scattering cereal, to put cloth around neck as apron)

Yes. This should do it


H:

I don't understand what's happening


W:
It's simple. He wraps it around my body. Then the food that misses my mouth never reaches the part of me that's underneath


H: (Pause)

Maybe I should go outside the hotel for breakfast


W:

What you mean is I've spoiled it for you


H:
Not completely, bI'm making a quick mental comparison. This room, contricting because of four walls-- and the hypothetical city outside, full resturants with bright windows pouring in sunlight


W:
Could I remind you it's night?


H:

No, even this is solvable. Where can we go that for extra money-- breakfast can be served even at midnight.


B:

I doubt it would work, sir


H:

Why not?


B:

I think part of your imagining is the particular atmosphere of morning. The sunlight, the ambience of a new day beginning--


W:
Don't worry, it never lives up to his expectations

(Pause)


H:

Would you do me a tremendous favor?


B:

Of course I would


H:
You say yes, even without knowing what I'm going to ask?


B:

Can you guess why?

(Pause)

I'm a bellboy


H:

I almost forgot


B:

What cam I do for you?


H:
Could you collect those flakes of breakfast cereal you accidentally scattered over the floor--


B:
I hope you don't plan on eating them, sir


H:
I don't know yet


B:
They've been soiled


H:

I'd like to examine them


B:

That seems fair

(Down on hands and knees)


H:

Careful please! -- there's tremendous energy in each flake



B: (Up)

Take the first few , so you can start examining these, while I continue gathering the others


H:

Just put them on the table, thank you


B:

Just?


H:

Yes


B:

But I think that 'put them on the table' is all you mean to say. You prefaced it with an extra word, sir


H:

My mouth moves to excess, we've established that-- but it happens in anticipation of energy yet to come


W:
Careful sir-- you yourself said you have no idea what happens next


H:
I'm not in contact with what happens next, so I can't tell you in words-- but I can whirl my body straight into the future

(whirls)


W: (laughs, is dizzy)

You're causing us to lose our train of thought, sir


W:

Speak for yourself

(exit)


H: (stops)

Come back!


B:

Try to understand, sir-- when I lose my train of thought, it's like losing contact with EVERYTHING ELSE and you can't IMAGINE how irrationally UPSET I GET!


H:

Wait a minute--Are you afraid of me?


B:

I don't think so


H:

This is amazing--


B:

Speaking for yourself, sir? Or for the entire collection of people surrounding you?


H:

I thought I was alone

(enter others)

______________________


B:

You are a total mystery to me, sir


H:

Me? How is that possible?


B:

Oh, believe it sir.


H:

It will take much effort for me to believe such a thing.


B:

Not at all, sir. Your suitcases for instance


H:

What about them



B:

What's in the suitcases, sir


H:

Well-- which one?


B: (Many others out)

This one


H:

This is no problem. Certainly I should be able to tell you wnat is in this suitcase


B:

When will this be, sir?


H:

Well. . .When I have opened the suitcase


B:

When will this be


H:

Well,I can't open it without the strength to open it, and I can't open it because it is so strongly sealed that it resists me


B:

Then you are not able to tell me what's hidden inside


H: (irritated)

But I will be able to tell you the very minute I open it!


B: (gently)

But you haven't the strength, sir

(Pause)

Are you implying that with the passage of time you will acquire the required strength


H:

No, I don't imagine I will


B;

There-- you speak the truth, sir.


H:

Yes, that is the truth as I see it


(Pause) --That is then, the truth of this suitcase


My point exactly


(Pause, to drawer) --Here's the key


Thank you

Perhaps I won't open it just yet


That's fine with me


Is it?


. . .I can hardly answer otherwise.


How come there's no radio

Since this is called the Hotel Radio, I would expect there to be a radio


(Enter)

Did you ring?


Yes. Since this hotel is named The Hotel Radio-- I'd expect to have a radio in my room


As far as I know-- there's no significance to the name Radio. It's just the name of the hotel


Yes, but a radio-- should be here. In this room


I don't understand the SHOPULD sir.


The name is the hotel radio


Yes. But you can't see the name from inside the hotel.


I can see it on this piece of stationary. I can see it on this postcard--


There you are


But I can't see a radio


There you are


Can't we do anything about this?


Nothing


Nothing


Nothing


I'm neutral

(Pause)

What I mean is-- whatever gets said in this room, passes right through me. No problem/

(Up to door, bounces off)


No problem?


No problem


But you had a collision


It wasn't willed.

So it wasn't a collision

Can you stop the pain


Why should I do that


It's desirable for me to have pain stopped


Can you locate it


The pain


Yes


Not really


But it's pain


Yes


(Pause)

Something inside you quivers


Yes. It's resonating


How can I stop what you can't locate


By changing it's location


Ah, I can utilize an imaginary focus


I like that idea


Why


Never mind, little bellboy

(Pause)

Somplace inside me a door must have been left open

(Pause, shuts something)


That's your problem, but it isn't my problem


Don't tell me there isn't a link between us, because if that was true we wouldn't be holding a conversation


(Pause)

A conversation is one escape mechanism I'd rather not use

(Goes)


ow that I'm alone I can tell the truth about things

(Thinks)

Well-- about everything but myself

(Gets book. Opens)

My God. This book says it all


(Enters)

What book are you reading


(Close)

Oh, nothing


Are you trying to hide it from me?


No. I just didn't want to be impolite by seeming to be involved with something else when you came into the room


Instead, you find a different way to be impolite


Tell me, and I correct myself


Show me the book


You probably won't find it as interesting as I did

(Gives it)


(Reads, looks up)

I can make head or tails of this

(Gives it back)

Read it to me


Read it out loud?


Yes. If I hear it, I might comprehend better than just listening


(Looks)

All the words are run together so it's just letter after letter ad infinitum. I don't know how to pronounce that


(Pause)

But you read it to yourself?


Well-- I just projecy into it my own meanings


Ah, you've been keeping secrets


What


You own meanings


I don't think so


That's why I left a minute ago, and that's why I'm about to repeat myself


What I do is perfectly normal


You get one more chance


To do what?


Time's up

(A brief pause. Goes)


Should I go back to the book? I don't think so. I think I was just fooling myself


(Enters)

Time's up


I didn't expect you


Let me see the book

(Given, puts on shelf)

Now let's see if you can find what I've hidden in plain sight


(Looks around, no success)

Well-- you win


No I don't


Why


I don't know where I put it

(Both close eyes. Whirl)


Well. We thought getting dizzy would help


--But it doesn't

(Both laugh)


I don't know-- maybe it helped


Right. I feel-- a little more normal at least.

(They shake hands)

What's in plain sight that I've hidden?


I have no idea, since it's hidden


What?


I don't miss it


It's in plain sight, but you don't know what it is


 


Ah?


I've decided it's that chair


That isn't what I hid in plain sight


Let me correct you. Until I decided to focus on it, it was hidden from me, so the choice was mine


The choice is still mine


Suppose I sit


--That's impossible


Ah.

(sits)

I guess anything is possible


Just the opposite


OK. What's the object you hid in plain sight


You won't believe this, but I've forgotten what it was


That's impossoble


You said everything was possible


Yes, it's possible you forgot, but it's also possible that's not true. So I better make an inventory. This chair, that lamps--


Wait a minute


What


Don't go so fast. Consider the chair before you move on to other possibilities

(Pause)

That's what I hid


What


The chair


Is that in retrospect


There's no way to avoid rfetrospect, is there


I don't think it was supposed to be avoided


Well-- what then


Just-- retrospect


Hold your forehead


Why


Trust me

(Pause)

Now say 'retrospect'


Retrospect


But say it while holding your forehead


Like this?


Whatever way comes naturally


This doesn't come naturally


Say 'retrospect'


'Retrospect'. But there's nothing natural about this


What do you think it is I hid in plain sight


This chair


Wrong


How can it be when you already confirmed it


--Do something that comes naturally

 

Sure.

(Releases hands, sits back)

At this moment I'm only aware of probably ten per cent of the material that fills this room-- you have a wide open field


I'd say YOU have a wide open field


Whatever you hide-- I decide not to find


Then it stays hidden


Right


That's OK by me


That's OK by me too



but look into the next room


Why?


Look

In one, single room, in the hotel radio, I think there's a radio


Is it always in the same room?


I don't follow you


Follow the radio as it moves from room to room


I have no reason to believe it moves from room to room

(Pause)

Let's put it this way. What is broadcast goes to a multitude of rooms and other places. The radio itself is specific in its location


Unless it moves


Is this magic?


Is this divided between part magic and part not


(Pause)

Is this whole building the Hotel radio?


Another way of looking at it--


--Or is only a part of the building such a hotel


--Such a radio.


This poses a mental trap


How appropriate


When I'm trapped, I sparkle.


Yes. Those are the vibs I'm getting


Where


What


Where do you get vibes


(Slowly, holds head)

Here of course. IS THERE A JEWEL IN THIS HEAD?


I have to suppose so


Check a mirror


I'm not the subject


On and off-- believe me, you're the subject


I'm just passing through


How appropriate-- this is a hotel. You see what that means? Since it's appropriate for a hotel, it fits the definition one hundred per cent that your presence here is a kind of passing through, and since it's such a very good fit, there's nothing TRANSIENT about it. It's once and for always


(Pause)

Where's the radio


--In the Hotel radio?


This is a trap


That has certain advantages

(Pause)

In other words, YOU KNOW, as opposed to a perminent state of being uninformed


I feel uninformed


But that's just a feeling. That's just the result of being someplace where you don't normally belong, so take advantage of the slight disoroentation and pick up on whatever it is that's floating through the air or air-waves and say 'Here I am in the Hotel radio, TRAPPED-- knock knock knock-- look how I sparkle.


(Knock on the door)

Come in


(off)

I'm sorry. It's a mistake


Come in anyway


(off)

I don't think I'll do that


You see? One thing is proved


What's that


You're REALLY TRAPPED. So why don't we both just hold our heads, and together-- we'll spend alot of time just doing that thing that heads do better than anything else, here--


--I know where


--In the Hotel radio. Hello! Hello! This is the Hotel radio!

You won't believe this of me. I am ruled by emotion


I can see that on your face


My God, I didn't know that


Of course. I can see it in the way you hold your body


My position?


Of course


What is my position


(Pause)

You're asking me to speak about something that escapes anguage


Well, your position is very consistent


I want to make a gift


OK


This is my manuscript, from which I have drained all wisdom


Will I be able to fill it with my own emotions?


When you read it?


Yes


Who said anything about emotions


I know, but I can't control them


Well, I don't know if my book will appeal to you


It's what I want


Why


(Pause)

I can't answer that until I've read it


Suppose you found it unreadable


So far, that's true


Here, let me put it in this locked cabinet


(Pause)

This is indeed, food for thought


Then you've misunderstood me completely


Wait a minute-- it was you, that was supposed to understand me.


I know. So let my failure be my failure, and yours-- well, I can't speak to that. I can only register it in my mind and then, once and for all, cast it out


Do I move differently now?


I couldn't say


You had certain opinions about my posture


I still do


What are they


(Pause)

I can't say


I thought maybe--


--I'd change my mind? Yes. but I can't talk about it


What kind of effect does it have on you


Hey-- did somebody say these lips were sealed?


Not exactly


Right. Not exactly. Therefore don't press me, or I'll turn into a whole other person and that will be totally confusing


I don't mind.


Liar


Well, responding to that kind of insult, I may just force my way into this cabinet

(Struggles, can't)

It's really strong, isn't it.


I'm just as surprised as you are


Really?


Of course

(They embrace)

(Hotel Radio, hello, radio Hotel)


Can I help?


No. But help.


It's one of my favorite words. No. It's my favorite word.


I help whenever I get help


The more times you can use the word help in a sentence, the more it helps.


Help myself


Help yourself


Help yourself to the word help, which is how I help myself



(Pause)

Help yourself to some fruit


I don't think I should eat right now

(Pause)

One of the most potent ideas I ever had, ever, was the idea that in the center of the fruit was a pit, and the pit was the radio in the center of the fruit. And the whole fruit. . .helps, the radio in the center of the fruit.


My ear, helps


My ear was help also


Does this help? My ear helps


(Pause)

Have some fruit please


Eat it, or let it turn into a radio?


Please, have some fruit


(reach--saw)


Go ahead, reach for some fruitMaybe we'll just listen to some fruit


No, reach for some fruit

(with saw)

This may hurt somebody, but pain is the way in which people acquire knowledge, so hurting isn't what happens. So it won't hurt


I thought you were going to sAw wood, but now that I realize you're going to saw my arm. I'm in the process of detaching myself from that too.


Here it is

(Lifts arm)


Ah, is that another one of my arms?


Yes, the only problem is --it's already been sawed off apparently


You were perfectly right. It didn't hurt

Is this help or is this a kind of torture


I didn't hear you the first time


There was no second time


Then I made a mistake


On purpose

(Pause)

I never know which of my mistakes are on purpose


You mean, an inner voice is guiding you


I don't give it a name


Maybe that's a mistake


If it is, I don't want to be told


You couldn't know if I was right


Oh, I always assume that


It's one of your better mistakes


Or else, it's one of YOUR better mistakes


Here--

(opens)

Wear this

(robe)

Does it help


It's a kind of turture


You mean it hurts?


No


Then why is it a kind of torture


I said, a kind of torture


What kind


(Pause)

That was one of my mistakes


Then it isn't torture at all


A kind of productive torture

(Pause)

Think about it, meaning this-- do I attract more of your attention?


No


Isn't it a little more intense?


Maybe


Let's say-- I wilt under this intense scrutiny


In that case, I'll offer to take back the robe


No


Why not


I want you to find out more about me


Why


Just like that

(Pause)

No-- it fuels me


I have no questions to ask you


So I gather. That's why this robe was such an excellent idea


It makes you seem. . .


Yes--?


Well-- substantial


Please. No such wisdom


Really?


I've come to a point in my life, after years spent mining nuggets of wisdom


I know


You know?


I had that feeling


(Pause)

After years mining nuggets of wisdom, I say no more wisdom.

It was written.


As opposed to


I didn't say


I know. Not yet


You won't pull it out of me. That's why I like this robe


Why


I can sort of wrap it around myself


I want to hear-- why no more wisdom. Why would anybody reject wisdom


Its a distraction


A vanity


No-- a distraction


From what


We don't know yes, do we.

(Pause)

Do you remember somebody saying-- I didn't hear you the first time


Yes


And there was only a first time


Yes


There was a distraction, or an attempt at distraction, as always. That's what I reject


You said you reject wisdom


That also


But you didn't reject the robe


No

(Pause)

I can sort of wrap it around me


Now , reach for the fruit


I can't


why>


I have no magic, no inner drive


Should I put this away?

(Lock up saw)


It doesn't help

What I'm cut off from is the utter bafflement with things that heretofore-- drives me/


You are no longer baffled by things


Right. That's what I've achieved. utter sterility


Well, it's true. Nothing is a mysteru in the face of genuine pain


Shoul;d we get on with the sawing?


Might as well.

The magic of the world no longer exists for me. So. What am I left with. The world


The entire world?


Yes


But doesn't the world include the magic of the world? Isn't that part of the world?


Yes. But it is not magic


What is it


It's the world


(Pause)

My position is, the world includes magic


Let's see


(Pause)

It's a matter of opinion


Quite


Therefore my opinion exists. So it's part of the world


Magic


Right. Magic


(Pause)

No magic


Right. No magic


Please open your heart to me


I just did


(Pause)

I certainly don't know how to deal with that


Could I offer you one of my favorite objects


Which one


Well-- this book

(Given, it falls apart)


It fell apart on me


You can still read it by picking up independent pages


Actually, it's a book I've read


What kind of effect did it have on you


It entertained me


Is that all


Yes. But if I were to re-read it, the effect might be different


That's why it's my favorite


I thought it was perhaps a favorite because it fell apart when you picked it up.


No. It fell apart when it went from my hands to yours


(Pause)

I didn't know what to expect


You still haven't collected the pages

(Bend)

No don't. Leave them there


Then you don't want me to read it after all


You're right. Its as an object its my favorite, not as a book


I've read it


I haven't


It passes the time.

Look into the next room to see the person who I believe is truly beautiful


It is true. But I do not believe the person is as beautiful as you believe she is beautiful


Why is that


(Pause)

It is true, now that I remember again, she is beautiful


Yes. She is truly beautiful

(Both sink to floor. Stretched out)


Why are you both on the floor


We have seen the beautiful woman


Who is that


The woman in the next room


(Looks)

Nobody's there


Then we must have been mistakem


How could you be mistaken about such an amazing thing


This is not something that can be answered


(Bell. Over phone)

Your boat is ready for delivery


There's a problem. My boat is ready for delivery, but it will never fit into this relatively small room


Then you have no choice but to refuse delivery


(into phone)

I'm sorry, but I have to refuse delivery at this time

(Hang up)


Don't feel too sad about this-- we can improvise


Nono-- if it's not the real thing I'm not interested


(Enter, masked, wings?)

Who's this


Don't you realize? This is the beautiful woman we saw in the next room


Can we verify this?


Don't touch her


(Pause)

I think that's true. We mustn't touch her


Then we have no real idea--


Oh, I think we do

(Pause)

I think it was a sign, that there was an attempt to deliver the boat


Are you really sure we shouldn't attempt some kind of mock-up?


How would you go about that


(Pause)

We'd pile all the furniture in the middle of the room


That wouldn't amount to much


(Pause)

We'd set it on fire


And risk burning down the entire house?


It might be worth it


Look-- she's leaving


(She stops. Pause)

Could we--


No, you still don't have permission

(Goes to desk)


What are you doing?


I'm going to write something down


What


The date


What's the date


Jesus-- I have no idea


Isn't that a little unusual?


Yes. Usually I know the date


Pick a number at random


No thank you. If the date is un-identifable, let's accept that as reality


I'm amazed you agree to something that's so out of character


I fugured it out


What


I'm surrounded by amazing people


Yes. But which one

(He gets coat)


Hesitating? (He goes. Woman in)


I'd say you're attractive. But your beauty does not overwhelm me


Look again


What do you mean-- look away and then look back a second time?


See? You can't take your eyes off me


(Returns) --Look who's here


Oh course. It's the woman who was in the next room


Right. The one you found amazingly beautiful


I still do (Goes into next room)


Where are you going?


I'm putting away my coat


I hope he's not going to do something foolish


Like what


(Returns)

Don't think I've changed my mind. I still find you amazingly beautiful


Oh, I don't think so

(She turns back to us? mount to throne? (Pause, others stagger)


Oh my God, she's amazingly beautiful

(Music rises, all fall)

I've always been afraid to show my face, out of a terrible fear the outer reality that is me would prove to be but a poor immitation of the inner reality. Or vice versa. . . . In fact, the world is doubly unfair to me. And I take my revenge through pure evil


Just think. I wanted tro be an angel


Whe