(Jiles and Tootie are playing 'go fish' on the stage when Ella walks in)
Tootie: Um, can I help you?
Ella: Oh, well I didn't really expect anyone to be here, this is still Stonehill Theatre, right?
Jiles: (still looking down at his cards) Barely.
Ella: Jiles?
Jiles: Do I know you?
Ella: Jiles, it's me, Ella.
Jiles: Ella Almay?
Ella: The one and only. (they hug) God Jiles, it's been so long.
Jiles: Um ya, it has. What exactly brings you here?
Ella: Well the same as you of course! (dramatically) The call of the theater tugging me back!
Jiles: Uh, well that's not EXACTLY the same reason... (looks at Tootie) Oh, um right this is-
Tootie: Tootie, nice to meet you. (shake hands)
Ella: Tootie, is that your stage name?
Tootie: Sure. Well I'm just gonna leave you two alone to, catch up.
Jiles: So um, how've you been?
Ella: Good, good. Ya know, workin' hard.
Jiles: Acting?
Ella: Waitressing....mostly.
Jiles: Ah, I remember those days.
Ella: (sits) So what about you, huh? When I left you were the lead in Pippin, right?
Jiles, Ah yes, when you left.
Ella: Jiles don't make me feel bad, you're the one that wanted to stay.
Jiles: I couldn't afford it, remember?
Ella: I offered to pay, remember? (they laugh) But no, someone was too proud to accept charity.
Jiles: Still am.
Ella: What do you mean?
Jiles: Oh um, nothing, it's nothing.
Ella: Jiles you know if there's anything wrong-
(the curtains fling open to reveil Tootie dressed as Juliet in a high position (tower or on top of a ladder, anything tall) in drag as Juliet, Allison as below as Romeo)
Tootie: O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Allison: Shall I hear more or shall I speak at this?
Tootie: Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. (Molly comes out on stage during the monologe and starts barking and sniffing at Allison, she then precides over to Ella and sniffs her, then bites her leg by the time Tootie says 'smell as sweet')
Ella: Ouch!
Jiles: Sandy, bad girl! Bad girl!
Ella: Who are these people?
Jiles: Oh ya know, just your run-of-the-mill crazy actors.
Ella: A little too eccentric for my taste.
Jiles: Says the girl who jumped on the table at Friendlys to give use a rousing rendition of 'It's Raining Men' at 2 AM after opening night... (pause, realizing there are people watching them) Oh, Tootie. Would you mind carowling the bunch for me?
Tootie: Sure thing.
Ella: So this is still a theater?
Jiles: Um, kind of.
Ella: Kind of?
Jiles: Well it's a long story.
Ella: A long story?
Jiles: Yes.
Ella: Well I would love to hear it sometime. Say, over dinner?
Jiles: Well I'm kinda strapped for cash right now.
Ella: I'll-
Jiles: No, you're not paying.
Ella: Well fine then, why don't YOU invite me to dinner?
Jiles: Alright, Miss. Ella Almay would you care to go to dinner?
Ella: Why I would love to come over to your house and enjoy a candle lit dinner with my good old friend Jiles.
Jiles: Um, actually, ya know what? Why don't we have it here? Yeah, it'll be...nostalgic.
Ella: What a fabulous idea!
Jiles: I thought you might like it.
Ella: When is good for you?
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment