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April 21, 2005
The Bar
Scene: Small, smoke-filled pub.
Characters: Attractive, twenty-something man (M) & attractive, twenty-something woman (W).
M: … so we’re just animals; animals who elaborately repeat history.
W: angrily And our love?
M: dismissively That’s independent.
W: Of what?
M: Of animals.
W: So humans aren’t just animals?
M: No, we are. This haircut, this (pointing) watch; it’s all the Emperor’s clothing. We’re base, but we have complex distractions like the myth of science and complex abstractions to prevent us from seeing this.
W: So love’s a giddy, distractive abstraction?
M: Yes.
W: angrily Why are we together?
M: Because I love you.
W: abrasively sarcastic But I’m a thread of the Emperor’s clothes.
M: But that’s only repulsive if you don’t see yourself as just an animal.
W: Is love important?
M: My love is important.
W: Why am I still fucking with you? Huh?
M: Because you love me.
W: Don’t get fucking presumptuous with me. Why am I with you?
M: I’ve eaten watermelon & drunk vodka to that question & I still don’t know.
W: Neither do I.
M: Look, as humans, we’re constitutionally, genetically bound to service base history —
W: interrupting Oh, you’re such the fucking optimist —
M: Listen. My clothes, music taste, diet — it’s all perfunctory. We’re animals who have a highly evolved ability to tell ourselves that we’re not. The Beatles, yeah? ”All You Need is Love”? John was shot by an unhinged virgin because John couldn’t deliver that gift. The humanitarian aid package of universal love and acceptance. When the trip ended, people realised that there were much more powerful figures than Lennon & Leary. It quickly became ”All You Need is a Market” and Lennon’s kids got lost or got powerful.
W: Chapman was a nut. And you’re a piece of shit. You’re also only answering your questions, answer mine — why am I still with you?
M: Because I love you.
W: You said —
M: interrupting Because, regardless, I’m compelled to you… I’m… compelled to you.
W: Why?
M: This… because you’re delicious, soft and hard and gently thrilling.
W: You’re sounding less like an animal now…
CLOSE SCENE
Posted by Marty at April 21, 2005 11:52 AM
