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    Three One-Act Plays

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    Sheila—he's a dentist.

      HAL

      Hey, that's almost as bad as me—ooh—well, I mean—er—what does your sister do? Is she a model?

      SHEILA

      Jenny has a lingerie shop in Manhattan, and her husband streamlines rear ends and I don't mean automotive work. He's a plastic surgeon.

      (Sandy laughs at Sheila's joke.)

      sandy (looking out window)

      The birdhouse is still up.

      HAL

      I designed and built that birdhouse myself.

      SANDY

      Based on the Guggenheim.

      HAL

      Hey—do you know about the secret vault?

      SHEILA

      No.

      HAL

      Yes, we wouldn't have known except we were told by the original owner who built the house, Mr. Warner. He made a hidden safe behind the fireplace.

      SHEILA

      No.

      HAL

      Yes—he did—

      SANDY

      Show her.

      HAL

      Here, it's right behind here, but you have to know where the hidden latch is.

      (Fiddling.)

      SANDY

      It's the top one and you pull the lever …

      HAL

      Here it—I got it—here you go …

      SHEILA

      (watches it open)

      My God, you learn something new every day—

      HAL

      I can't believe you didn't know about it.

      SHEILA

      I had no idea! I lean on that mantel all the time—I never dreamed—a hidden safe—what's this?

      SANDY

      What is that?

      SHEILA

      (removes an old notebook—reads aloud)

      I want to treasure these moments because they are the most passionate I've known.

      (looks up)

      Hmm. What is this?

      (thumbs diary—reads)

      Her quivering breasts under my hands caused us both to breathe heavy—

      HAL

      What'd you find there?

      SHEILA

      (reads)

      Chronicle of my love affair with Sheila's sister, Jenny, by Norman Pollack—

      (Sheila looks up.)

      HAL

      Norman Pollack—that's her husband.

      SANDY

      Well, it was nice meeting you …

      SHEILA

      Norman, can you come into the living room for a minute?

      SANDY

      We'll just let ourselves out …

      NORMAN

      (returning)

      Did you say something, sweetheart?

      SHEILA

      You miserable duplicitous son of a bitch.

      NORMAN

      Pardon me?

      (Realizes she's found something.)

      SANDY

      We love what you've done with the place—

      SHEILA

      This is yours.

      NORMAN

      What are you talking about?

      HAL

      She found your diary. You're in tremendous trouble.

      NORMAN

      My what? You must be kidding.

      SHEILA

      It's your name.

      NORMAN

      Oh Jesus, Sheila. There must be a hundred Norman Pollacks in the phone book.

      SHEILA

      This is your handwriting.

      NORMAN

      Lots of people dot their i's with little circles.

      SHEILA

      There's a snapshot of you and Jenny with your hands on her breasts.

      NORMAN

      That's the only real piece of evidence you have.

      SHEILA

      (reads from diary)

      I can no longer suppress the torrid feelings I have for Sheila's sister. Making love with Jenny is an ecstasy I have never experienced with anyone else.

      SANDY

      If you're ever in Nutley …

      NORMAN

      How did you find it?

      HAL

      When we bought the place I knew about the safe.

      SANDY

      Shut up, Hal.

      NORMAN

      You told her about it?

      HAL

      How did I know you were knocking off Jenny?

      NORMAN

      Now, Sheila, before you jump to any conclusions …

      HAL

      Norman, you don't get it—this is the smoking gun.

      SANDY

      Will you shut up, Hal?

      SHEILA

      (reads from diary)

      I secretly slid my hand under her skirt as the four of us sat on the lawn at Tanglewood under the moonlight. For a moment I thought Sheila noticed—

      HAL

      Does it say what else happens?

      NORMAN

      Would you stay out of this!?

      SHEILA

      Today Jenny pretended she was a little girl and I slapped her rear end. She found it very erotic and we made love.

      HAL

      If I could just see the diary for a minute.

      SANDY

      Hal, butt out.

      JENNY

      (enters)

      Norman—I accidentally let the fire go out in the barbecue.

      SHEILA

      Oh, “I accidentally let the fire go out in the barbecue”? Well, aren't you a bad little girl. Norman's going to have to give you another spanking.

      JENNY

      (doesn't get it)

      What?

      NORMAN

      She found my diary.

      JENNY

      Your what?

      SHEILA

      (reading)

      Today Jenny and I met at her place and made love in the same bed she shares with David.

      JENNY

      You keep a diary?

      NORMAN

      It was completely hidden. Till he told her where to find it.

      HAL

      How was I to know you were banging him? I innocently showed her the safe.

      JENNY

      Why in hell would you keep a diary?

      HAL

      They're very useful for tax purposes.

      SANDY

      Well—I'm sure you'll work things out—now, if you'll excuse—

      SHEILA

      Like hell—you stay right here—you're witnesses.

      HAL

      Witnesses? Is something gonna happen where you need witnesses?

      SHEILA

      How long have you two been cheating?

      NORMAN

      I'd hardly call a few rendezvous cheating.

      SHEILA

      (looking in diary)

      According to this you had sexual relations four times on President's Day alone.

      NORMAN

      Well, yes, because Washington and Lincoln's birthdays are celebrated together.

      HAL

      I don't see what the big deal is here. Everybody in suburbia cheats.

      SANDY

      They do?

      SHEILA

      (reading diary)

      Where did you learn those positions?

      JENNY

      Pilates.

      HAL

      (laughing at her joke too hard)

      Did you hear that—

      SANDY

      I heard her, I heard her. We lived in suburbia—right here in fact—I hope you didn't cheat, because I didn't.

      HAL

      Of course I wouldn't.

      SANDY

      Then why would you say something like that?

      HAL

      I was generalizing.

      SANDY

      Never with Holly?

      HAL

      Holly Fox? Gimme a break. Because she was an actress?

      SANDY

      Exactly—because you always insisted she wasn't so beautiful, but on several occasions you said her name in your sleep.

      HAL

      You're projecting because you always had a little crush on her brother.

      SANDY

      Believe me, if I wanted Ken Fox I would have had no problem.

     
    HAL

      Meaning what?

      SANDY

      Meaning he hit on me once a week for a year but I fended him off.

      HAL

      Well, this is the first I'm hearing about that.

      SHEILA

      How long have you two been having this tempestuous affair?

      NORMAN

      (simultaneously with Jenny)

      Not long.

      JENNY

      Three years.

      NORMAN

      Six months.

      JENNY

      A year.

      NORMAN

      And a half.

      JENNY

      Not long.

      NORMAN

      There was a lot of downtime.

      SHEILA

      How could you do it, you're my sister!

      JENNY

      What can I say, we fell in love.

      NORMAN

      It wasn't love, it was pure sex.

      JENNY

      You said it was love.

      NORMAN

      I never actually used that word—I said I “care” for you— I “miss” you—I “need” you—I “can't live without you” —but not love.

      SHEILA

      All this time you've been sharing my bed you've been sleeping with Jenny.

      NORMAN

      Can I help it if she seduced me?

      JENNY

      I seduced you?

      NORMAN

      Three years ago I walked into her lingerie shop—to buy you a present—I found something that looked nice—I asked if it would fit you—she said she was about your size, she'd try it on—I could see it—we both went into the changing booth— she slipped into it—

      HAL

      Into what?

      NORMAN

      A thong—she was wearing a thong.

      SANDY

      (to Hal)

      Will you butt out.

      HAL

      I'm trying to follow the narrative.

      SANDY

      You find her attractive, don't you?

      SHEILA

      You too?

      HAL

      What?

      SANDY

      I heard you ask Sheila if her sister was a model—and you've been champing at the bit to get your hands on that diary.

      HAL

      Can I help it if I'm an inadvertent participant in this all-toohuman drama?

      SHEILA

      (handing him diary)

      Here—you appreciate literature—

      HAL

      I really don't—

      (Has accepted diary and becomes riveted by it.)

      SANDY

      Oh go ahead, Hal, take it. I'm sure you'll find the details of her sexual activities gratifying.

      HAL

      (leafing through book)

      Well, maybe to—uh—uh—

      SANDY

      Let's say to a live male under ninety.

      HAL

      Gee, Sandy, I only wish you were half as adventurous as she is.

      SANDY

      Over my dead body.

      HAL

      I'm not discussing our sex life.

      SANDY

      I'm sorry if I disappoint you.

      HAL

      Look, we've been through it … I'm only saying, if you were willing to experiment once in a while …

      SANDY

      If by experimenting you mean a threesome with Holly Fox.

      HAL

      Well, what is your idea of an experiment?

      SANDY

      I don't think about experimenting. We're making love, not working on a science grant.

      SHEILA

      You always read about those perverted dentists who have sex with their unconscious patients during root canal.

      NORMAN

      I'm not a perverted dentist. I'm a perverted orthodontist—you never got that straight. Look, I take full responsibility. If you have to blame someone, blame me.

      SHEILA

      Who the hell do you think I'm blaming?

      DAVID

      (emerges from den)

      Tiger Woods just bogeyed a hole.

      HAL

      So did Norman.

      DAVID

      It's very exciting.

      SHEILA

      Join us, David, we have something to show you.

      DAVID

      Can't it wait?

      SHEILA

      I don't know, it's very hot.

      JENNY

      Stop being so vicious.

      SHEILA

      Come sit with me for a moment, David.

      HAL

      Quick, Sandy—do you have our camcorder?

      SANDY

      It's in the car.

      SHEILA

      Read this diary, David—see if you recognize any of the protagonists.

      DAVID

      (taking diary)

      What is this? Tiger Woods is going to set a record.

      NORMAN

      Let the man enjoy his golf. This doesn't concern him.

      HAL

      Oh, Norman—he's bound to have some marginal interest.

      (David reads.)

      SHEILA

      What do you think, David—recognize the lead characters?

      HAL

      Of course he does.

      DAVID

      The people?

      SHEILA

      Yes, the married woman called Jenny and the dentist.

      DAVID

      The married woman, Jenny? Where would I recognize her from?

      SHEILA

      Try breakfast.

      DAVID

      What is this, some silly piece of porn? Why should I read it, I'm watching the U.S. Open.

      SHEILA

      You're married to the U.S. Open.

      NORMAN

      Jenny—

      SHEILA

      Norman!

      NORMAN

      Sheila.

      DAVID

      What? What am I missing?

      HAL

      Can I give him a hint?

      SANDY

      Will you keep out.

      HAL

      I can't believe he can't get it.

      SHEILA

      You find it a coincidence the man's name is Norman and the woman's is Jenny?

      DAVID

      No—why?

      SHEILA

      Your wife's name is Jenny, my husband's name is Norman.

      DAVID

      So?

      SANDY

      This guy's a doctor?

      SHEILA

      You recognize the two people in this photo?

      NORMAN

      Sheila—

      HAL

      I've heard of denial—

      DAVID

      Yes—that's your husband with some woman.

      SHEILA

      Uh-huh—you see Norman's tongue?

      DAVID

      Yes.

      SHEILA

      Where is it?

      DAVID

      In his mouth.

      SHEILA

      The other end.

      DAVID

      In this woman's ear.

      SHEILA

      And his hands?

      DAVID

      (studies photo)

      Hmmm—Norman, is this some new dental procedure?

      SHEILA

      And you don't recognize the woman?

      DAVID

      She's definitely familiar.

      SHEILA

      Shall I give you a clue?

      JENNY

      I can't stand this.

      SHEILA

      Remember how years ago you met a young woman at a dinner party and you hit it off and began dating?

      DAVID

      Yes—and we both loved Tolstoy and French films and sailing— and I married her—Jenny—so what is your point? That the woman in the diary—in the photo—resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman—that the woman's Jenny—it's Jenny—I got it—I got it.

      HAL

      I'd never let this guy do my plastic surgery.

      JENNY

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    p; You're so cruel, Sheila.

      DAVID

      (stunned)

      This is you—you're her—she's you—she's who you are—

      JENNY

      David, try and understand—apart from the sex it was platonic.

      HAL

      What is the problem here? If she can discuss Tolstoy and foreign films and also does all this you've hit the jackpot.

      SANDY

      You have a thing for her—I felt that right off.

      HAL

      All I'm saying is that in addition to a cultivated wife and good mother it's nice if you go to bed each night with a real freak.

      SANDY

      I don't believe I'm hearing this.

      DAVID

      I'm stunned—I'm stupefied. I didn't even know—who is the guy again?

      SHEILA

      Norman—Norman—right here.

      NORMAN

      Oh stop it, Sheila. I've been having an affair with Jenny.

      DAVID

      Jenny—a woman with the same name as my wife?

      SHEILA

      The trauma's too much.

      DAVID

      A love affair?

      HAL

      This guy kills me—what other kind of affair is there?

      DAVID

      But that means Norman and Jenny are sleeping with each other.

      JENNY

      Yes, David, we slept together—but if it's any consolation, there was very little foreplay.

      SHEILA

      That sounds like Norman.

      DAVID

      But he's my brother-in-law and she's my wife. And who are the people in the picture?

      SHEILA

      He's lost it.

      DAVID

      Excuse me.

      (Exits.)

      HAL

      If he's going to see Tiger Woods now, that's what I call a sports fan.

      SHEILA

      Of course this means a divorce.

      JENNY

      Sheila, I may have cheated physically, but mentally I've been a loyal sibling.

      SHEILA

      Sibling? How dare you? You're no longer my sister. From this moment on, the most you could ever be to me is a niece.

      NORMAN

      Sheila, Sheila … how can I make this up to you?

      SHEILA

      The firm of Rifkin and Abramowitz will let you know.

      DAVID

      (enters with rifle)

      And now—prepare to die.

      JENNY

      David!

      NORMAN

      All right, let's not play games. That's a loaded shotgun.

      DAVID

      Back off, Norman! Back off! Everybody in this room is going to die and then I'm putting the barrel in my mouth and squeezing the trigger.

      HAL

      (looks at watch)

      Oh, is it six already? We have tickets to Mamma Mia !

      DAVID

      Not so fast, I said everybody.

      HAL

      We just drove up to see the house.

      JENNY

      David, you have that look in your eye.

      DAVID

      First you and Norman, then Sheila.

      SHEILA

      Why me? What the hell did I do? I got cheated on like you.

      DAVID

      You found the diary.

      SHEILA

      He showed me where.

      DAVID

      Believe me, he's going too.

      SANDY

      We're innocent bystanders.

      DAVID

     

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