SCENE 8
Inside the house. The rocking chair is in the center of the room facing the audience. MARC is blindfolded and tied to the chair. Canvases are up. Blindfold is red velvet. Lights are dim or colored.
MARC: HELP ME!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!
{Enter SARAH stage right. She is carrying a rolled up cloth.}
SARAH: {Coming close to his ear, soft, breathy voice, with vocal distortion} Maaarrrrccc....
MARC: Sarah...for the love of God...Let me go...
SARAH: {brushing her hand on the other side of his face.} Maaarrrccc....
MARC: Just STOP THIS! I'll never come back again, I swear to God, I don't ever want to see your FUCKING FACE again!
SARAH: .us with stay wouldn't you knew wE...
MARC: I don't know what you're saying.
{SARAH laughs slowly}
MARC: Take off this blindfold.
{She runs the rolled up cloth over the side of his face, then places it on the table.}
MARC: TAKE THIS FUCKING THING OFF ME!
{She moves behind him and runs her hands from his navel up to his chest and over his face. Her hands move to the back of the blindfold, undo the knot and slowly moves it down his face. As the blindfold is removed, he becomes aware of the audience and begins to breathe heavily.}
MARC: {looking around the audience.} Who are you people? Help me for God's sake! Are you just gonna sit there? Stop this, Please!
{She crosses in front of him.}
MARC: You Bitch. Let me Go!
{She looks him in the eye. pause. She laughs deeply.}
SARAH: .time the is noW...see must you noW...
{She begins to howl. The back wall splits. 2 members of the CHORUS enter through the wall, 2 from the stairs and 2 from the kitchen door.}
SARAH: {She turns to them.} Helloooooo......
{CHORUS begins to slowly circle around her counterclockwise sighing. They caress her, kiss her, dance up and down. She raises her arms and laughs.}
CHORUS: no never no never no never
MARC: Let me go.
{CHORUS begins to circle MARC}
CHORUS: {Each man varies his tone of voice while echoing MARC.}
LET ME GO let me go let me go let me go! let ME go
MARC: Stop this.
CHORUS: STOP this stop this stop THIS stop this. stop this.
MARC: {to audience} HELP ME!!!
CHORUS: HELP ME help me help me help ME Help me.
MARC: You're not real.
CHORUS: You're not real you're not real. YOU'RE NOT REAL you're not real.
MARC: You're all just lies.
{CHORUS stops}
CHORUS: {in unison} We are living lies.
{They begin to chant "living lies" in varying tones of voice and circle around MARC.}
MARC: Stop!! I'm gonna kill you fucking FREAKS!
{CHORUS laughs while circling him. SARAH points to them and they stop immediately. They crawl to places on the floor around the table.}
SARAH: .time the is noW...
{She unrolls the cloth on the table and reveals sixteen long sharp objects.}
SARAH: .light the see must yoU
MARC: I don't know what you're talking about.
{SARAH gives a pair of the objects to each member of the CHORUS. They lift them to their lips, kiss them, lift them to the sky, then stab their eyes. Blood pours down their faces.}
CHORUS: {In ecstasy} Ohhh...{sighing}...I see...I SEE!!!
{SARAH turns to MARC}
SARAH: Don't you see Marc? I can give you sight. A blinding sight that sears your soul.
MARC: {to audience} HELP ME FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!!!
{SARAH lifts two of the objects, kisses them, lifts them to the sky, stabs herself in the eyes.}
MARC: {at Sarah} Oh CHRIST! {to audience} HELP ME!!! Don't just fucking sit there!!! Do something!!
{SARAH picks up two other objects and begins to walk toward MARC.}
MARC: Oh my God.
{MARC struggles against the ropes. SARAH sits on MARC's lap. She pulls the ring out of her pocket.}
SARAH: {placing on her finger} With this ring, I thee wed.
MARC: Oh my God.
{She kisses him deeply then reaches for the objects. She scratches his cheek with one of the objects. He bleeds. He spits in her face. She kisses the objects, and lifts them up to the sky. The back wall begins to split. She looks back. The CHORUS looks back. SARAH gets off MARC's lap and prostrates herself to the back wall. CHORUS does the same. Enter the MASTER.}
SARAH & CHORUS: Master.
{the MASTER looks at them and then looks at MARC. MARC begins to cry.}
MARC: Please...I'm begging you...Just let me go... I never did anything to you...{pause}...make them quit looking at me...
{MASTER slowly surveys the audience while MARC cries. MASTER looks back at MARC.}
MARC: Please, Just stop this...{pause}.....What do you want from me? I'll give you anything...I'll do anything....PLEASE!
MASTER: Welcome.
{MARC screams. Scene darkens immediately. Sound of gate slamming shut. Sound of gate creaking open.}