Saturday, January 27, 2001
88 lines that form a play called "borders between the unknown and the unseen"
- Scene 1: In the place of plus exists a long bridge, crossed at intervals
- French Soldier: I came here to see how many people actually looked like the bridge.
- English Soldier: Why are you dressed in Napoleonic battle gear?
- French Soldier: [pause] Well...I'm Napolean. Why else?
- English Soldier: I just thought there might be some special event going to happen.
- Maltese Soldier: So why are you standing here?
- English Soldier: Because I like these boats.
- Maltese Soldier: So why didn't you join the navy?
- English Soldier: Because I couldn't spell "water". Stupid word. How was I to know that it didn't have an "f"?
- Scene 2:Many young children gather by the side of the road to see the Queen
- Child with bike: ...it's got cool spokes to.
- Child without left leg: Hmm.
- Child with bike: See? Look at this cool peddle clip system. Don't you think that it rocks?
- Child without left leg: Huh. I suppose it might.
- Child carrying pork in a bag: But how did you get it?
- Child who's parents think of him as stupid: He carried it. See?
- Child with bike: Shut up. Look, it's a sort of secret, but my Dad's got this...[brief pause, looks away]...what's that light?
- Child carrying pork in a bag: What? What light do you mean?
- Child with bike: it's like there are angels blowing my forehead with golden breath or something. [Starts to look excited] There she is!
- Child without left leg: Who? Is it that prostitute you were telling us about?
- Child with bike: She's in a carriage and surrounded by swans! The pure whiteness of their plumage makes my eyes water with mountain tears!
- Child carrying pork in a bag: Oh. Yeah. So where did you get that gunsight?
- Scene 3: In a small bar two men talk about the old days
- Man in black shoes: We used to have one of those in our front room!
- Man in brown shoes: Did you? I would have thought that your ma would have objected to the shit on the floor.
- Man in black shoes: Nah, I mean a dead one.
- Man in brown shoes: Oh, well I was talking about getting a live one and teaching it to dance. You can't teach a dead one to dance, can you?
- Man in black shoes: You could always tie a rope around it and give it a bit of a jerk. It might look a mite more active then.
- Man in brown shoes: [thinks for a moment] That could work. But I think the blokes at work might guess what we were getting up to. Nice try though.
- Man in black shoes: So where are you going to get one?
- Man in brown shoes: I think I might find one growing somewhere. You know, in a tank.
- Man in black shoes: Tanks don't grow things. They keep things. Miriam told me that.
- Man in brown shoes: What the fuck does she know? She's only got an I.Q. of 87.
- Man in black shoes: You'll shut up about our Miriam.
- Man in brown shoes: Oh come on! She once mistook a cat for a duster! She didn't notice even when it started mewling! She even managed to dip it in white spirit to clean it off before she noticed the way that it wriggled! And what did she say when you asked her about it, eh?
- Man in black shoes: [Long pause] "I thought it was one of those vibrating sponges you here about so much these days". [Another pause]. Shit.
- Scene 4: It's going to be a long time until these people find what they're looking for. But they will find it.
- Clambering man: I think my spikes are wearing down. Shall we stop to have a rest and some chocolate.
- Sailing woman: Oh yes! Chocolate clarifies the palette. Do you think it could have been the rocky dip over there?
- Clambering man: Doubtles it was. I think I shall go to the rock and stare at it. You never know.
- Sailing woman: Okay, bye!
- Stunt man: Now that he's gone we can get to fucking.
- Sailing woman: I don't want to do it the same way we did it last time.
- Stunt man: I like your anus. The taste of it should be bottled and given away at country fairs.
- Sailing woman: Should it? Your crampons are welcome in any of my orifaces.
- Clambering man: I'm still standing here.
- Scene 5: For some reason these women are discussing something.
- Girlfriend in a coma: So. How are we all fixed up for tonight? I've got these bags filled with laughter and you've got...despair trapped in a lunch box, right?
- Fience with breathing difficulties: Yeah, right. I'm a bit worried about the release though. Do we...
- Girlfriend in a coma: Now, we've discussed that five times already. You will do it by our drill. Mistocha, you've got some of those fruity things haven't you?
- Mistocha: No. I have only the seed of enlightenment trapped in my belly. I can't get it out. Only a belly exactly like mine can hold enlightenment.
- Woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown: Oh come on now! Surely enlightenment is subjective! Surely anyone...
- Mistocha: Shut UP. WE are enlightened. Are views are enlightenment. If you don't support us you are wrong.
- Girlfriend in a coma: So you don't have the fruity things?
- Mistocha: No.
- Woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown: I have these nutty centered things though!
- Scene6: Instinct is subjective. People often use "instinct" as a justification for paranoia. Thus:
- Spider-man: Well hey Mary Jane! How's our bright bouncing baby boy?
- Mary-Jane Parker: He's fine Tiger! How are you? Did you smack Doc Ock in the head with a big stick or something.
- Spider-man: Ha ha! No Mary-Jane! I don't do things like that. I'm a good guy. If I were to smack someone in the head I'd turn it into a pulp!
- Mary-Jane Parker: Really! Wow! Neato! So did you do the things to Doc Ock that you thought were necessary?
- Spider-man: Yes! He's behind bars. Though something he said kind of bothered me.
- Mary-Jane Parker: Really Tiger? What was it?
- Spider-Man: He said that revenge comes in small packages.
- Mary-Jane Parker: Well I shouldn't worry..Peter...what is it?
- Spider-Man: My...my spidersense is tingling. There must be something in this room planted by Doc Ock! It's something small! Shit! It must be the baby! He must have planted it in your stomach! Oh god I can feel him watching me now through the babies burning eye slots. Fuck! I can't stand his scratching, insect ridden hands touching my life any more. [Takes up baby and throws it against the wall]
- Mary-Jane Parker: [Temporarily distracted by searching for Doc Ock's device] Peter? This is a fake cigar. It explodes. One of the nurses must have left it here as a joke. [Pause] Peter what's that cool looking red pattern on the wall? Peter?
- Scene 7: They take the papers and hold them. it's not their fault
- The man who's name tag says "sexy": I don't understand why we're just standing here in the street talking about it when we could show them to anyone.
- The woman who's name tag says "disgruntled": Just stop saying that sort of stuff! My back is aching and my feet hurt from all this stamping. All i want is to reveal the code juice and then we can use it.
- The man who's name tag says "sexy": I have an idea! Lets go to the zoo and put them under a heavy animal! Like a hippo! Then we can juice peel it all off of the bottom!
- The woman who's name tag says "disgruntled": I don't think your animal related ideas are helping much. Can we...wait a minute. Why are you so obsessed with the zoo?
- The man who's name tag says "sexy": Zoo? I have no lips to speak what you say my friend. Look; [mouths zoo while pretending not to have lips] See?
- The man who's name tag says "Smack-you-up": Hello [pauses to read name tags] Sexy and Disgruntled. I would like to know where you got that stuff you're stamping on. Now.
- The man who's name tag says "sexy": Shit! Run!
- The man who's name tag says "Rake-your-flesh": I don't think so. I think you'll be coming with us.
- The woman who's name tag says "disgruntled": Quick! use your special noose!
- The man who's name tag says "sexy: I don't have it. I sold it to buy rations.
- The man who's name tag says "Smack-you-up": [Laughing] What sort of rations?
- The woman who's name tag says "disgruntled": Porn, probably.
- Scene8: The sea shore draws us with it's elequence. Angular men sit and admire a pelican. A bronzed girl loves herself casually behind a sunscreen. All is at piece until...
- The alien with a pointy head: Hey, guys! lets zap our rayguns at these idiot-fucks!
- Aliens en-masse: Yeah! You rock!
- The alien with a rectum: Lets be cautious. What is that device that woman is using to probe her cavities? It could be a zap gun or something.
- Aliens en-masse: Yeah lets be cautious. You rock, shit producer!
- The alien with a pointy head: Hmm. Actually you have a point there. Lets beam the mammal aboard and examine her.
- Aliens en-masse: Yeah! Probe the earth chick! Probe the earth chick!
- The alien with the vagina: Yeah! She'll be so much more fun to ezamine than those stupid cows!
1/27/2001 08:40:58 AM