| Scene 5 Tom�s apartment. Tom is alone, looking into the mirror. After a few beats, he turns and looks at the white door. He approaches it, as if to open it. As his hand grips the doorknob, there is a knock at the door. Tom pauses, there is another knock. Tom goes to open the front door. It is Gabe. Gabe: Hey. Tom: Hey. Gabe: (looking past Tom) Is she around? Tom: No, she�s not. Come on in. Gabe enters. Gabe: So�how are you? Tom: Alright, I suppose. I�ve been better. Gabe: What�s wrong? Tom: Judy. Gabe: Ah, I see. (There is an awkward silence, it is obvious Gabe is trying to hold back, but can no longer contain himself.) Look, you�ve been dating her for three months now, and for those three months you haven�t been happy once. I tried to give her a chance, you know I did, but seriously, you need to end this. You�d be better off without her and you know it. Tom: You don�t even know what the problem is yet! Gabe: Do I need to know? Tom: Well, before you place all the blame squarely on her, it might be helpful to know. Gabe: Alright, so what�s the trouble? Tom: I just�I have this feeling. (Looking into the mirror.) I think she�s more interested in my social circle than she is in me, you know? I mean I know I sound arrogant, but I think she�s more interested in dating my fame, my prestige, than she is dating me. Gabe: What makes you think that? Tom: She always wants me to introduce her to my writing famous friends. Just last week we were at a party and she spent the whole time talking to that playwright Silverman. Gabe: Oh, the guy that�s always talking about the pressures of being a Tony award winning playwright on Broadway? Tom: Yeah, that asshole. Gabe: Ew, how could she stand him? Tom: That�s just it; she loves knowing all these people. She wants me for my connections, that�s all. Gabe: Well, confront her about it then. Let her know it bothers you. Tom: She�d just deny it; tell me it wasn�t true, blah blah blah. It�s probably in my head, you know? I�m sure that�s it. Gabe: Whatever. You know it�s not in your head, but you won�t say anything about it, you- There is a knock at the door, Tom goes to answer it. It is Judy. Tom: Oh, hi Judy. Judy: Hey babe. Hey Gabe. Gabe: Hey. Tom: Come on in. You guys wanna order out? Gabe: Oh, no thanks. I gotta go. Gabe exits. Judy: Well, he left in a hurry. Tom: Yeah, he�s a busy man. Care to sit down? Judy: Actually, I have to use your bathroom real quick. Be right back. Tom: Ok. She exits up right, leaving her purse on the counter on its side, a folded piece of paper falls out, along with a few condoms. Tom takes the paper, unfolds it, and begins to read. He finishes and puts it down, visibly shaken. Judy returns from the bathroom. Judy: Alright. So, you want to go out tonight? Tom: (ignoring her) I tried to call you at home this afternoon, where�ve you been? Judy: Oh, I was at lunch with some friends. Tom: (holds up condom) And you needed these? Judy: Well�that was for us ba- Tom: (getting angrier) And the letter from Silverman? Is that for me too? Well then I�ll have to give him a call later. Judy: What were you doing in my purse anyway? Tom: I wasn�t, it just fell out�why am I defending myself?? You�re the one sleeping with Silverman! Christ, he�s thirty years older than you!! My God, is that what you do with all my friends? Judy: Look, Tom, it was just� Tom: Don�t tell me it was a one-time thing, Judy, I don�t want to hear it. Judy: Then what do you want to hear? I�m sorry? Tom: Just go. That�s all. Go, maybe I�ll call you later. Judy: Alright. Judy exits. Tom looks into the mirror. Tom: She doesn�t know what she has�ha, like any of them do. I wonder if they�d even notice� Lights down, we hear the shattering of a mirror. |