Scene 2

 

BOB, 52, and ZELDA, 50. In the back of a taxi. After a party. They stare out their opposite windows.

 

BOB

who, do you mean. you mean that couple with the matching?/

 

ZELDA

yeah, they were both wearing burgundy.

 

BOB

  1. no i didn’t talk to them.

 

ZELDA

they sell housewares.

like, Balinese imports.

bowls, and stuff, to high-end retailers.

out of their living room. their desks are side-by-side, all day long.

and she said, they never get bored with one another.

 

(Beat)

 

BOB

he had dog hair, like all over his s/weater

 

ZELDA

they have a Rottweiler and two boys.

 

(They weakly smile at each other. Beat. ZELDA starts to say something. Beat. Finally.)

 

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

boys

(Continuing, turning to smile at BOB)

boys                                                                                        BOB

boys                                                                            men

boys

boys                                                                            men

boys

boys                                                                            men

boys

boys                                                                            men

boys

…i’m hearing like, Boise. Idaho! I’m hearing

Idaho.                                                                                     (He smiles, nods.)

i’m hearing like berries…boisonberries, yeah…

(boys boys boys boys boys boys boys)

i’m like, seeing blackberries!

men

men

men

men

men

i– yeah, i’m hearing. i’m

hearing menstruation!

men

men

men

and, like, pen…

men

men

men

men

men…

 

(Smiles. Small beat.)

 

ZELDA

betsy and roth are nice people.

 

BOB

yeah.

(Small beat)

 

 

but they always make/

 

ZELDA

yeah, it’s always risotto with her

 

BOB

every time. every single time the risotto.

 

(Long beat.)

 

ZELDA

  1. did you. did We have a good time?

 

BOB

don’t ask it like that.

 

ZELDA

i know.

 

BOB

one-foot-in-front-of-the/-other

 

ZELDA

yeah yeah…

 

(Long beat.)

 

BOB

girls

girls

girls

girls

girls

 

(ZELDA turns to him, upset.)

 

gi–

 

                                                ZELDA

don’t. cuz all i can hear is.

 

(She trails off, looks out the window. BOB reaches over to place his hand on hers. She moves it back to her lap. Lights out.)