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[It is often said that if only we can hear each other, then we will | |
fall in love. What separates us, always, isn't space, but vacuum. We | |
can be close, yet never be together. We stand facing each other, but | |
are incapable of seeing each other. So it is, we are doomed to eternal | |
loneliness. Yearning for a love, clearly seen, within grasp, but | |
separated by a glass wall. | |
The woman is trapped in a glass chamber, and the man, lost in his | |
wandering, chanced upon her, and finds her suffocating, slowly dying | |
from her own exhalation. Only a sheet of glass separates them, | |
extending from floor to ceiling. They cannot hear each other, but they | |
can feel the vibration of each others' movements. | |
The woman sits on the floor, her back against the glass wall, with a | |
book in her lap, not reading. The man sees her, hesistates, glances at | |
his watch, then decides to approach. He says hi.] | |
Man: Hi. | |
Woman: [Does not hear him]. | |
M: [Louder] Well, HELLO. | |
W: [No movement]. | |
M: [Kneels down. Knocks gently on the glass wall.] Hi. | |
W: [No movement]. | |
M: Hmmm. [Weighs the circumstance. Looks at his watch. Thinks. Knocks again.] Hello. | |
W: [No movement]. | |
M: What is your name? Why are you here by yourself? | |
W: [No movement]. | |
M: Right. [Stands up, readys himself to leave. Pause.] Sigh. [Walks away.] | |
. . . | |
. . . | |
W: [Closes her book. Looks at the ceiling.] | |
. . . | |
. . . | |
M: [Dashes onto stage, jumping, stomping madly outside the glass chamber.] | |
W: [Senses the vibration. Startled, turns around and sees the man.] | |
M: Oh, hi. [smiles] | |
W: [Mouthes something.] | |
M: Ya, pleased to meet you too. What are you doing here all by yourself? | |
W: [Looks at the man.] | |
M: Me? Oh, nothing. Passing by. I'll be on my way. | |
W: [Blinks.] | |
M: Say, what are you reading? | |
W: [Blinks.] | |
M: [Points at the book.] Book. What are you [points at her], reading? | |
W: [Blinks. Holds up the book. Puzzled.] | |
M: Yes. What is it about? | |
W: [She says something.] | |
M: What is it? [Cups his ear against the glass wall.] | |
W: [She says something.] | |
M: I can't hear. [Flattens himself against wall.] Say again? | |
W: [She repeats, cupping her mouth by his ears.] | |
M: Hmmm. | |
W: [Looks at the man. Gestures something.] | |
M: Hmmm. [Fumbles his pockets.] Pen. Pen. Ah here [shows it to the | |
woman. Smiles. Fumbles again.]. Paper... paper... Damn, anything will | |
do... | |
W: [Rumages her bag. She finds paper, holds it against the wall.] | |
M: [Laughs.] Well... | |
W: [Frustrated. Crumbles the paper, and toss it away. She sits down | |
again, turning her back at the man.] | |
M: Hey, hey... what's wrong? [Pause.] You are upset? | |
W: [No response.] | |
M: That's fine. [Looks at his watch.] Gotta be on my way. [Steps | |
away.] Sigh. That's fine. [Looks at his watch again.] That's fine. [Walks | |
away.] | |
W: [Jumps up. Spins around, and pounds on the glass wall with both her fists.] | |
M: [Turns back to face her. He rushes back.] What's wrong?! | |
W: [Mouthes something.] | |
M: I can't hear!!! | |
W: [Frantic. Breaking down.] | |
M: What is it?? | |
W: [Wails.] | |
M: Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Calm down. What is it? What's wrong? | |
W: [Flails her arms wildly.] | |
M: I don't understand. What is it? | |
W: [Tries to calm herself.] | |
M: There, there, that's good. Breath. Take it slowly. | |
W: [Takes deep breaths.] | |
M: That's right. Breath... Breath. | |
W: [She breathes. Then she chokes.] | |
M: [He pounds on the glass wall.] I'll get you out. | |
W: [She sits back down. Still choking.] | |
M: I'll get you out! [Slams his body against the glass wall.] I'll get you out... | |
W: [Curls into a ball. Her back heaving. Choking, and sobbing.] | |
M: I'll get you out. [Runs off stage.] | |
. . . | |
. . . | |
. . . | |
M: [Walks onto stage dragging a sledgehammer.] I'll get you out... [He | |
swings the sledgehammer through the glass wall. It shatters into a | |
million pieces, the fragments rains down on them both. He lets the | |
hammer slip by the side, then kneels beside the woman.] Are you ok? | |
[He holds her in his arms, and sweeps her hair back.] | |
W: [Comes to consciousness.] Who are you? | |
M: Just passing by. | |
W: Did you do this? | |
M: What? | |
W: [Sobs.] Did you shatter the glass chamber? You did this? | |
M: [Considers.] Yes. | |
W: Why? | |
M: You were choking. | |
W: [Cries.] I was waiting for him. Now've you shattered it, he will | |
never come back. I will never see him again. Now I have no place to | |
weep. How will I live? Where do I go? | |
M: Oh. [He lets her go.] I don't know... I didn't know... | |
[The man looks at his watch, dusts himself off, and walks off the | |
stage. The woman picks up her book, and walks off the other side. | |
The lone sledgehammer rests in the center of the stage, with a million | |
fragments of shattered sadness and hope.] | |
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