Tuesday, March 09, 2010
ACT II, SCENE THREE. PLAY. The Fire in Bradford.."Her father was a brewer, but she was a ....
SCENE INT. RIVEREDGE RESTAURANT.
CELIA AND THE PROFESSOR ARE HAVING AND ELABORATE THREE COURSE MEAL OF SURF AND TURF. THE RESTAURANT IS ONE SIDE ALL WINDOWS WHERE FISHING BOATS AND CABIN CRUISERS CAN BE SEEN THROUGH THE CLEAR GLASS. CELIA AND THE PROFESSOR ARE DRINKING WHITE WINE BEFORE THE NEXT COURSE. THEIR EYES ARE ON EACH OTHER OVER THE LINEN TABLECLOTH AND THE CANDLE LIGHT. THE WINE IS BEGINNING TO AFFECT THEM. THEY GET A LITTLE MUSHY.
THE PROFESSOR INDULGES A LONG GAZE AT CELIA, WHILE HAVING HIS DRINK.
SHE IS VERY BEAUTIFUL, PETITE, BLONDE
PROFESSOR(MAKING A SOUND OF CONTENTMENT)
I wonder what the poor people are doing
THERE IS A LOW SOUND OF A TUGBOAT.
Your boat is coming in
Don't I know it.
THE MOOD IS SUDDENLY AFFECTED BY A COMMOTION OUTSIDE. THE VERY RESTAURANT SEEMS TO ROCK, AS THERE IS SUDDENLY A LOUD BANG.
IT GIVES BOTH CELIA AND THE PROFESSOR A START.
What, who the hell is that?
OUTSIDE, SOMEBODY YELLS:
CELIA GIVES A SLIGHT SHUDDER.
CELIA SUDDENLY BEGINS TO FIDDLE WITH HER RINGS.
THE PROFESSOR NOTICES NOW, IN THE LIGHTS JUST GONE ON THAT THERE IS A SLIGHT SCAR ON HER LEFT CHEEK. SHE HAD TRIED TO COVER IT OVER WITH MAKEUP, BUT IT SEEMS THAT THERE WAS A FINE CUT.
PROFESSOR (HIS MOOD NOW SLIGHTLY BROKEN)
My girlfriend. Sort of a mentor, really.
What's that got to do with anything?
Oh David..I... Lana's teaching me about life. I want to learn about life...It's Lana's friends....Pretty baroque.
PROFESSOR (TAKES A HUGE GULP OF HIS DRINK)
Heh. Baroque...elements of the fantastical.
Or rococo. I took romance languages. Remember? More rococo, common.
PROFESSOR (SUDDENLY SMILING)
Well,not too bad with the romance.
And what strange Whitney Streeber characters are around you and Lief? He in the club too?
Why don't you ask him?
Oh damn your Lana and your Lief. What is this? The Adam and Eve show? Do I meet he local god? Is Adam your father and Lilith your mother? Forget those other people,Lana, it's just you and I tonight. You and me! Damn the noises, damn the snake, damn the lumber, damn the torpedoes.
HE HAS ANOTHER SIP OF HIS DRINK.
ACROSS THE TABLE,HE MOVES HIS HANDS TOWARDS HER.
CELIA(STOPS FIDDLING WITH HER RINGS. BOTH HER HANDS REACH OUT ACROSS THE LINEN AND CANDLELIGHT TO SEEK DAVIDS. THE PROFESSOR PUTS AWAY HIS DRINK AND HIS FINGERS NOW SEEK HERS. BUT THE MOVES ARE HALTING, TENTATIVE. THEY BOTH PULL AWAY.THE MOMENT IS LOST.
SUDDENLY THERE IS A TALL BEARDED MAN ENTERING THE RESTAURANT. HE GOES RIGHT BY THE RECEPTIONIST, THE CASHIER, STANDS IN THE DINING ROOM EXTENDS HIS RINGED LEFT HAND AND POINTS A FINGER RIGHT AT CELIA. THE PROFESSOR RISES, IS ABOUT TO ENCOUNTER THE STRANGER, BUT THE MANS UDDELY TURNS,GOES TO LEAVE, PACES BISKLY PAST THE CASH COUNTER,WHERE THE CASHIER IS ABOUT TO INTERFERE,PACES THROUGH THE LOBBY AND THEN OUT.
THERE IS THE SLAM OF A DOOR.
Who, what was that?
Who the hell is Marko?
Marko....And Lewis. I've got a lot of problems, David.
Of course...But what in...?
Like I told you. Leif has male friends. He has female friends. I have male friends. I have female friends. Finding out about life. Heh. I might as well tell you what happened.
I was on the edges of a homosexual circle, playing it cool, you might say, and the next thing, I was right in the middle of it.
THE PROFESSOR HAS ANOTHER LOOK AT CELIA.
HER HAIR DOES SEEM A LITTLE DISHEVELED. THE LITTLE SCAR. AND THERE SEEMS ONE LITTLE SORE
ON THE CORNER OF HER PRETTY MOUTH.
I've got problems, David. The agents. Its Marko. ..and Lewis..
THE PROFESSOR, SUDDENLY MIFFED.
And Yogi? Yogi baby....And Boo-Boo?
You're too streetwise for a prof.
I used to be an investigative reporter.
That's why I didn't give you your own key to my place...A journalist.
What have you got there? A key club? Lief running a house of the rising sun?
CELIA, REACHING ACROSS THE TABLE SUDDENLY SLAPS HIM, UNEXPECTEDLY HARD.
THE PROFESSOR IS STUNNED.
SHE RISES SUDDENLY, ALMOST RUNS INTO THE WAITRESS WHO HAD NOW BEEN BRINGING THE FOOD.
PROFESSOR(HOLDING HIS CHEEK)
Celia, I...You're always running away from me.
CELIA (AT THE GLASS DOOR TO THE RESTAURANT BY NOW)
Jumping away from you, the way you are.