THE CAST:
Henderson, McCall, Smith, Friply, Peters and Sgt.
Willards -- all American soldiers
The Prostitute
THE PLACE:
An Army post near a war zone
THE SET:
The latrine of a military billets. Facing the audience
are six toilets. The toilet to the audience's right is
painted red; the others are white. The stage if bare
except for the toilets.
THE TIME:
Any
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(AT RISE: the four toilets to the audience's left are
occupied, left to right, as follows: Henderson,
McCall, Smith, Friply. Each soldier wears fatigues.
It is Sunday morning. The soldiers are defecating
and reading an old newspaper from the States,
except for McCall, who is reading a book. Each
soldier has his own roll of toilet paper and is
protective of it. Toilet paper is a luxury in a war
zone.)
HENDERSON
(to audience)
The first interruption.
MCCALL
(to audience)
Language is obscene.
(A beat.)
SMITH
(straining to defecate)
Uhhhhhhhhh ... uhhhhhhhhh ... uhhhhhhhhhh ...
HENDERSON
Who has fucking Sports?
(No reply.)
2.
HENDERSON
Sports, goddamn it!
FRIPLY
I've got fucking Sports. Wait a goddamn minute.
SMITH
(straining, to Henderson)
Uhhhhhhhh ... what you got, man?
MCCALL
I've got healthy bowels.
FRIPLY
The motherfucker talks!
SMITH
I was talking to Henderson. Uhhhhhh ...
HENDERSON
Say something else, McCall. Just for the record.
(A beat.)
SMITH
Uhhhhhh ... uhhhhhh ...
FRIPLY
McCall, you gonna speak up or not?
HENDERSON
Read us something from that jack-off book.
SMITH
Uhhhhhh ...
HENDERSON
(grabbing the back of McCall's neck)
Read, goddamn it!
MCCALL
(reading)
Out of the hollow / of the Great Buddha's nose / flew a swallow
HENDERSON
(releasing him)
Fuck. Friply, you gonna give me fucking Sports or not?
Part 2 of the Death Cycle, a trilogy of one-acts.
