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THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE

By Stephen Bittrich

 

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Copyright © 2003,
by Stephen Bittrich
(Draft: January, 2005)

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                           "THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE"

                                 BY STEPHEN BITTRICH

            SETTING:

                                   The acting class of GIL BARRY, the
                                   hottest teacher in New York.  A bare
                                   stage with two chairs.

            AT RISE:

                                   Two people sit in the chairs facing
                                   each other, KYLE and LISABETTA. 
                                   LISABETTA is Italian movie diva who is
                                   trying to break into American films,
                                   and KYLE is a soap actor who has gained
                                   some legitimacy by being in this class. 
                                   He is dedicated and earnest to a fault. 
                                   The first few lines are said in the
                                   dark. 

                                   LISABETTA
            I want you.

                                   KYLE
            I want you. 

                                   LISABETTA
            I want you inside me.

                                   KYLE
            You want me inside you?

                                   LISABETTA
            I want you inside me.

                                   KYLE
            I will be inside you.

                                   LISABETTA
            You'll be inside me.

                                   KYLE
            I will be inside you.

                                   LISABETTA
            You will be inside me.

                                   KYLE
            I will be.
                          (Pause, while they mentally
                           make love.  Then from the back
                           of the house--)

                                   GIL
            Okay.  Okay.  I hate to interrupt this, but I guess that's as
            good a place as any.  
                          (beat, addressing LISABETTA)
            Bravissima.
                           (LISABETTA curtsies grandly)

                                   LISABETTA
            Grazie.  Senza le, sono niente.
                          (GIL touches his heart)

                                   GIL
            Kyle, wonderful work.

                                   KYLE
            Thank you, Gil.

                                   GIL
            Class that's how the repetition should be done.  I hope you
            were all paying attention.  Please, you two, have a seat.
                          (beat)
            Who's next?
                          (Answering from a seat in the
                           house is Steph)

                                   STEPH
            Um, me.
                          (GIL squints, his hand on brow
                           to shield the harsh lights)

                                   GIL
            Who's "Um Me"?

                                   STEPH
            Steph...Stephanie Childs.

                                   GIL
            Well, let's go Steph.  Bring it on.  Who's your partner?
                          (SHE comes down to the stage
                           from her seat. 
                           LISABETTA will take her seat
                           and Kyle sits in the aisle
                           beside her)

                                   STEPH
            Rex is my partner, but he's sick or something.

                                   GIL
                          (At first serious, then
                           magnanimously allowing the
                           class to join in a laugh)
            Sick or something.  That's not allowed....
                          (beat)
            Ha, ha, ha, ha.
                          (KYLE and LISABETTA laugh
                           heartily on Gil's cue)

                                   LISABETTA
            Per essere ammalato.  Non é concesso.  Ha, ha!

                                   GIL
            Very well, nothing to be done.  Kyle, old boy, can you go one
            more round?

                                   KYLE
                          (taking quick stock of his
                           exhaustion level)
            Sure, Gil.

                                   GIL
            There's a good boy.  Step on up Steph.
                          (They sit facing each other. 
                           Steph shakes off the jitters
                           from her hands.  Kyle gazes at
                           her every move like a leopard
                           ready to strike)

                                   GIL
            Anytime you're--
                                   STEPH
            Looking good tonight.
                          (SHE's jumped the gun, and
                           SHE's interrupted the master. 
                           LISABETTA gasps audibly.  KYLE
                           looks to GIL, and GIL recedes
                           to the shadows.  If it's
                           begun, then it's begun)

                                   KYLE
            Looking good tonight?

                                   STEPH
            You're looking good tonight.

                                   KYLE
            I'm looking good tonight?

                                   STEPH
            Yes, you're looking good.

                                   KYLE
            Looking good.

                                   STEPH
            Good.

                                   KYLE
            Good?

                                   STEPH
            Yes...tonight.

                                   KYLE
            Oh...tonight.

                                   STEPH
            Tonight, yes.

                                   KYLE
            I'm looking good tonight.

                                   STEPH
            Yes, looking good.

                                   KYLE
            Looking?

                                   STEPH
                          (going astray)
            Uh...good?

                                   KYLE
            Good?

                                   STEPH
            Uh...tonight?

                                   KYLE
            Tonight?

                                   STEPH
            Tonight...?  To--

                                   KYLE
            To?

                                   STEPH
            To?

                                   KYLE
            To!

                                   STEPH
            Tuh, Tuh, Tuh!

                                   KYLE
            Tuh?

                                   STEPH
            Ut?
                          (KYLE has no idea what to do. 
                           GIL, who has been pacing
                           downstage, stops them)

                                   GIL
            Okay, let's just pause it right there for a moment...
                          (Pause)
            Steph?

                                   STEPH
            Yes?

                                   GIL
            Steph?

                                   STEPH
            Yes, Gil?

                                   GIL
            Are you in the moment?

                                   STEPH
            Yes?

                                   GIL
            You're asking me?

                                   STEPH
            Yes?

                                   GIL
            Well, don't ask me.  Either you are or you aren't.

                                   STEPH
            No?

                                   GIL
            Which is it?

                                   STEPH
                          (about to cry)
            Yes?
                          (KYLE hops up madder than hell
                           and kicks his chair over)

                                   KYLE
            Fuck!

                                   GIL
            Kyle.  Kyle, please.  I know that's an honest reaction in the
            moment, but give us a little space.

                                   KYLE
            Fuck my ass! 
                          (KYLE takes a huge sigh, hangs
                           his head and leaves the stage.

                                   LISABETTA
            Kyle...vieni qui.
                           (KYLE sits with LISABETTA. 
                           SHE rubs his shoulders)

                                   GIL
            Thank you, Kyle.  
                          (beat)
            You know what I think?  You know what I think, Steph?

                                   STEPH
            Do I know what you think?

                                   GIL
            I think you're being self-manipulative.

                                   STEPH
            Self-manipulative?

                                   GIL
            You're trying to manipulate, to plan out, changes in the
            repetition, and you're not using your instincts to guide you. 
            This certainly isn't the first time I've pointed this out to
            you...

                                   STEPH
            I've...I've been having trouble, Gil.

                                   GIL
            Okay.  Let's talk about it.  Break it down.

                                   STEPH
            Okay.

                                   GIL
            What do you want to ask me?

                                   STEPH
                          (beat
            Well...I mean...what's my inner animal?

                                   GIL
            Your inner--?

                                   STEPH
            At first, I thought it was an otter...kind of playful
            and...comfortable in it's own skin, but sometimes I'm not
            comfortable in my own skin, and, for that matter, are otters
            really comfortable in their own skins, or do they just come
            across that way?  Then I thought maybe a squirrel...curious,
            yet cautious...easily startled...so very, very small in the
            world.  "Don't take my nuts, you!"

                                   GIL
            WHOSE CLASS HAVE YOU BEEN TAKING!?

                                   STEPH
            What?

                                   GIL
            Have you been studying with Rowena Von Stromberg?

                                   STEPH
            No...
                          (meakly)
            I mean, I just picked up her book--
                          (A gasp from LISABETTA)

                                   GIL
            NO!!!  No, no, no!  No books!  No classes!  No auditions!  No
            acting!  This is my way!  My way!  How can I be expected to-
            to--to mold--ARRRRRGH!  When you build the Sears tower, do
            you just start building right there on the side walk?  Do
            you?  Do you, Steph?

                                   LISABETTA
                          (From the back, teacher's pet)
            You dig a hole first.

                                   KYLE
            É vero.

                                   GIL
            Thank you, Kyle.  You dig a hole--a foundation!  Do you have
            a hole, Steph?

                                   STEPH
            I...I...

                                   GIL
                          (A strange little voice comes
                           out of GIL)
            Heh, heh, she has a hole.  
                          (In his normal voice again)
            Are you committed to this class, Steph?  The rest of us would
            like to know.  Am I right class?
                          (Addressing a person in the
                           audience)
            YOU!  What's your name again?
                          (Depending if the person
                           answers...)
            What?  Speak up!  
                          (Depending if the person gives
                           a name...actor has permission
                           to push the issue)
            ___________, I'm sure you have no problem committing to this
            class, am I right?  What?  Of course not.  
                          (Beat)
            ___________ is committed, Steph.  He's [She's] there every
            week bright eyed and bushy tailed...and I don't mean like
            some damn squirrel.  
                          (Again in that strange little
                           voice)
            Me likey ___________.
                          (In his normal voice again)
            Please, please!
                          (Beat, to Steph)
            What's your problem?

                                   STEPH
                          (Highly confused)
            Nothing?

                                   GIL
            I think maybe you need to do this exercise with a new
            partner.

                                   KYLE
                          (from the back)
            Fuck!  Fuck my ass!

                                   GIL
            Kyle, please.  
                          (beat)
            What do you think, Steph?

                                   STEPH
            I don't know?

                                   GIL
            You don't know?

                                   STEPH
            I don't know.

                                   GIL
            You don't know.

                                   STEPH
            I don't...are we doing the repetition exercise now?

                                   GIL
            STEPHANIE!!!

                                   STEPH
            I don't want to...are we doing it now?

                                   GIL
            Listen, Steph.  Really Listen.

                                   STEPH
            Okay.

                                   GIL
            Are you listening?  
                          (The strange voice)
            Or is it Lady MacBeth listening?
                          (Regular voice)
            Don't say MacBeth, you fool!

                                   STEPH
            Me?  I'm listening?

                                   GIL
            I think it's time for you to do the repetition with Vito.

                                   STEPH
            Who?  Who's Vito?

                                   LISABETTA
                          (to Kyle in a false whisper
                           from the audience)
            The man is a genius.

                                   GIL
                          (indicating upstage in a dark
                           corner)
            Vito's over there, Steph.

                                   STEPH
            Over where?

                                   GIL
            Over there.  There he is.  Can't you see him?

                                   STEPH
                          (squinting)
            Is he a student?

                                   GIL
            We're all students.  "The foundation of acting is the reality
            of doing."
                          (GIL goes upstage and turns his
                           back to the audience.  A
                           transformation, of sorts, is
                           taking place.  STEPH is
                           confused beyond belief.  From
                           this point forth, GIL's alter
                           ego, speaking in a highly
                           altered voice, will be
                           referred to as VITO)

                                   VITO
            "The foundation of acting is the reality of doing."
                          (GIL/VITO turns around to face
                           the audience.  HE is carrying
                           a homemade puppet named VITO
                           with the thin pencil moustache
                           of an Italian lover)

                                   STEPH
            I don't understa--

                                   GIL
            Shhhh.  Say nothing.  Now it begins.
                          (VITO and GIL sit to begin the
                           repetition, take a deep
                           breath, then--)

                                   VITO
            You have nice tits.

                                   STEPH
            I...have...nice...tits?

                                   VITO
            You have nice tits.

                                   STEPH
            I have nice tits?

                                   VITO
            Perky.

                                   STEPH
            Perky?

                                   VITO
            Perky.

                                   STEPH
            You think they're perky?

                                   VITO
            Yes, I do.

                                   STEPH
            You do.

                                   VITO
            I do.

                                   STEPH
            You do.

                                   GIL
            That's a reading, Steph.  Don't try to create variety.  Just
            listen...

                                   VITO
            How 'bout a blow job?

                                   STEPH
            How about a...what the--?

                                   VITO
            How 'bout a blow job?

                                   STEPH
            Gil, I don't feel like this is a safe environ--

                                   VITO
            Gil's on a coffee break, you bitch!  Give me a blow job!

                                   STEPH
            Well, where's your little dick?  I mean, do you have one?

                                   VITO
            Why don't you come over here and find out?
                          (SHE reaches her hand over and
                           the Vito puppet bites her)

                                   STEPH
            Ow!
                          (SHE hits the VITO puppet)
            You little prick!  Gil?  That's it.  You crossed the line. 
            I'm not doing this.

                                   GIL
            Okay, that's it.  Out of my class.  OUT OF MY CLASS!

                                   STEPH
                          (Getting up and gathering
                           strength)
            I mean, you're not exactly in the moment reacting as yourself
            either.  You're reacting as some Machiavellian puppet--

                                   GIL
            You are NOT allowed to ask questions or make observations
            until you reach my master class, missy.  But YOU will never
            attain that lofty status, because you are finished!  

                                   STEPH
            Good.  

                                   GIL
            Finished!

                                   STEPH
            By the way, I saw your one movie, Hacksaw Hanny, and you
            suck.
                          (LISABETTA AND KYLE gasp. 
                           STEPH has crossed the line. 
                           GIL is stunned.  STEPH exits
                           through the house with chest
                           held high.  GIL yells after
                           her as HE gains his composure)

                                   GIL
            Go find thy inner animal and become a hack!
                          (beat)
            YE SHALL NOT COME TO THE LIGHT, BUT BY ME!
                          (HE takes a deep breath)
            Ye shall not come to the light, but by me.
                          (beat)
            Well.  
                          (beat)
            Well, well, well, well, well.  
                          (beat)
            ______________, did you want to go next?

                          (Lights snap to black)

                          (END OF PLAY)

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