Two friends embark to take control of their lives. Can they? |
A bar. Two young women, Marianne and Isabelle, are standing at the bar, observing the crowd. ISABELLE Come on, Marianne! Just go over and talk to him. MARIANNE No! He doesn´t even know I´m alive. If he was interested he´d come talk to me. ISABELLE Oh, please. He totally wants your balls, dude. MARIANNE Excuse me?!? ISABELLE Your metaphorical balls, relax (pats Marianne´s crotch gently, to which Marianne responds by elbowing Isabelle away). If you had a nutsack, which for this hypothetical situation would be completely normal, he would be all over it. He´d probably even lick it - MARIANNE (overlapping) Oh, my God. ISABELLE The point is that he is definitely into you. So stop being a pussy and go over there. MARIANNE I´m totally fine with being a pussy, thank you. There´s a flaw in your great testicular theory: If he really does want me, why doesn´t he come over here? ISABELLE Oh, young disciple, you lack the faith. In order for you to possess your balls - MARIANNE (overlapping don´t have balls! ISABELLE - he has to give up his own. Look around. We live in a society where it has become the norm for men to be weak. Personally, I blame metrosexuality. Women have become stronger and more independent so men took it as a cue to become weaker. Really, all men are pansies. They just never let on to it before because someone had to be the stronger sex. Feminism came along and every man breathed a sigh of relief because it meant they could FINALLY retreat to their shells, where they would wax their eyebrows, mousse their hair and put their testicles in a jar on a very high shelf - something to be admired, but never utlized. MARIANNE Sounds to me like what you´re really blaming is feminism. Do we maybe not want to be an independent woman anymore? Could Isabelle be harboring secret desires to marry a rich man for whom to cook dinner and bear children? In spite of all your tough "balls" talk, it seems like what you really want is to be a housewife in 1954. ISABELLE Fuck that. I´m all for feminism - equal jobs, equal pay, woman president - (to an invisible bartender) two more please - (to Marianne) sign me up. But ultimately, there´s a nature element that should take over. The males in a species are always the pursuers, doing whatever it takes to woo the desirable female of their choice. So no matter how strong women get, men should still chase them. MARIANNE I see your point, but according to your argument, I should let the men come to me. Your theory contradicts itself. ISABELLE I said they should...but they don´t. The reality is that there´s been a paradigm shift in society and we have to man up, if you will. MARIANNE I really hate that you´re a psych major. ISABELLE With a women´s studies minor. MARIANNE Goddamn, are you a lesbian yet? ISABELLE Sorry about the pun. MARIANNE Well, while you were formulating your senior thesis, my guy left. ISABELLE No, he didn´t. MARIANNE Where is he then? ISABELLE Bathroom. MARIANNE You´re a little bif of a stalker, aren´t you? ISABELLE I like to think of it as "overly observant." MARIANNE Oh! There he is. Well, I guess I have to go over there now, at least to test out your theories. ISABELLE Great! I´ll use the results in my thesis. MARIANNE Shut up. (exits) Isabelle stands around for a few moments, drinking her beer and fidgeting. She seems to be looking for something - or someone. Suddenly - MARK Is this seat taken? Mark, 25, is attractive, but not overly (or obviously) so. More than anything he is chaming - the type of guy who has no enemies. ISABELLE It´s not a seat. MARK In that case, is this open space perfectly sized for someone about my height and weight taken? ISABELLE Not anymore. MARK Great! (moves in next to Isabelle) ISABELLE Sorry, I should have been more clear. I meant that my friend was just here. MARK I´m sorry, should I leave? ISABELLE She seems to be hitting it off with her new...friend (gestures offstage towards Marianne´s exit). I guess you can stay. MARK Your enthusiasm is captivating. But you must hear that all the time. ISABELLE Are you hitting on me? MARK (caught off guard) It would appear that I´m trying to. ISABELLE How about that? MARK How about...what? ISABELLE I thought your kind was a dying breed. MARK I´m sorry? ISABELLE Don´t be. Isabelle moves in on Mark. End scene. |