| Monal and Tracy: A One Act Play The two characters sit in a car parked in the parking lot of a strip mall. It is night and a light rain is falling. Monal: Do you have the money? Tracy: Yes. (She reaches into her pocket). Can I ask you a question? (Hands the money over). Monal: That�s only ten. You handed me a ten. It�s twenty isn�t it? (Hands the ten back to Tracy). Tracy: Why am I still paying you? (Pulls a twenty out of her pocket). Monal: Is that a twenty? (Holds the bill up to the street light and stares at it). Tracy: Yes it�s a twenty. (Staring straight ahead out the windshield). Monal: (Puts the twenty in his pocket. Turns to look at Tracy). Well are you ready? Tracy: Answer my question first. Monal: What�s the question? Tracy: Why am I still paying you? Monal: What do you mean why? Tracy: Why do I have to continue to pay you? Monal: You tell me. (Cracks window. Pulls out a smoke and lights it). Tracy: We both get satisfaction out of this don�t we? You said so last week that you think you enjoy it just as much as me. If that�s the case then why am I still paying you? Monal: Look. I don�t have all night, ya know? Can�t we go ahead and get it over with then if we have time afterwards we can talk. Tracy: I just want you to answer my question first. Monal: What�s the question? (Pulls on cigarette then blows the smoke through the cracked window. Rain drizzles lightly on the armrest on the car door). Tracy: You know the question! Monal: If I knew the question then I wouldn�t be asking you what the question was. Tracy: (Agitated). Why am I still paying you? Monal: For services rendered. Tracy: But we both are getting satisfaction, right? Monal: Sure. Tracy: Sure? Sure? You said last week that you thought you liked it as much as me. If that is the case then why do I have to continue to pay? Monal: There�s somebody coming up. (Headlines shine in the mirror). Tracy: (Turns her head). Who is it? Monal: How the hell would I know? Tracy: Well we�re not doing anything....they�re just passing by. (The car passes). See. Monal: (Agitated). Ya know! Can�t we just get this overwith so we can get out of here? Tracy: I still want to know. Monal: Know what! Tracy: Why I am still paying you! Monal: Please! Is it that big of a deal? Tracy: It�s not. That�s why you should be able to answer my question. Monal: (Tosses cigarette out window then rolls window up). Do you have any pot? Tracy: You need pot to answer my question? (She smiles). Monal: I don�t need pot to answer your question. I�m just wondering about later. Tracy: You knew I had some Monal. Monal: I was just making sure. I couldn�t remember if I asked you to bring it or not. Tracy: It�s only been a couple hour since we talked. How could you forget in the span of 2 hours? Monal: You are so frustrating! (Pulls out another smoke and cracks the window.) Tracy: Do you have to smoke? Monal: Maybe we should just go. Tracy: Monal I�m sorry if I am getting on you a bit. I just wanted you to answer my question and I feel like you are avoiding me. Monal: I don�t understand how you think I am avoiding you. (Lights cigarette.) Tracy: Because you will not answer my question. Monal: I told you why I am not answering it. Tracy: So why am I still paying you? Monal: (Clearly agitated). So you want to know why you are still paying me, right? Tracy: Yes. Monal: What kind of a question is that? Tracy: What? Monal: What kind of question is that? Tracy: I thought it wasn�t a big deal? Monal: It�s not that big of a deal. That�s why I can�t see why you would bring something up like this. Tracy: You haven�t changed one bit you know. Monal: You.....(is interrupted) Tracy: (raises voice above Monal�s) ....All these years! You haven�t changed one bit. You did this same thing at Brighten and you did it in College and your doing it now. Monal: Look. I�m assuming we�re not doing anything tonight. Are you ready to go? Tracy: You are a nut! Monal: A nut? (Laughs). Tracy: Is that funny? Are you amused that I just called you a nut? Monal: I�m amused because there is not one other person in this world with the exception of your mom that would ever call someone a nut. (Still laughs). Tracy: What�s wrong with the word nut? Monal: Nut? (Through his laughing): Of all the things you could call me �nut� is the only thing you could come u with? Tracy: How about jack-ass? Monal: It sure as hell is better than nut. (Tosses cigarette out window). Look, do you want to go get some food? Tracy: (Sighs). Where? Monal: Waffle House? Tracy: I guess. |