Plays for 1, 2 people. Collection №3. Nikolay Lakutin
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Название: Plays for 1, 2 people. Collection №3
Автор: Nikolay Lakutin
Издательство: ЛитРес: Самиздат
Жанр: Драматургия
isbn: 978-5-532-03571-3
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Growls, pulls his hair hard, pulls, pulls, pulls, jumps up abruptly, looks with some crazy inspiration into the audience
GABRIEL: the Casino! Why didn't I guess sooner? Good luck is waiting for me there! (In admiration) YES!
Runs to the nightstand, pulls out a box, runs to the bed, shakes out the contents on it.
GABRIEL: the Family jewels. Shore for a special day. My finest hour has come. I'll intercept it for now. Now to the pawn shop, then to the casino (tricky) I know where there are underground establishments in our city. I know everything.
Hastily collects in his pocket stones, rings, chains that fell out of the box and runs to the exit
GABRIEL: I'll come back a completely different person! Successful! Solid! Handsome! (he puffs out his chest, points at himself, imagines what he will become) Yes, this Ilyich with his apartments will choke on saliva! I'll buy twenty! No! Thirty. Fifty apartments!!! I'm going to shut everyone up. I saw it in a secret movie (whisper) – a documentary!
Winks with cunning
GAVRILA: you bet all the time on the same number on roulette, constantly increasing the bet, and according to probability theory, at some point your number will fall out. You can say that my whole life is a constant bet on the same number, which does not fall out. Luck just doesn't have a chance to get out of it, it will choose me today in any case.
Shouts admiringly
GABRIEL: I'm rich!!!
Runs away from the apartment.
END OF THE FIRST ACTION
ACT TWO
In an apartment with an intrigue, slowly, the door does not open immediately. After a while, Gavril enters the apartment. He's wearing only his family underpants. He stealthily dashes in, runs somewhere in another part of the stage, then runs in a third direction, then jumps out, grabs some things from the closet and runs away again. Finally, he jumps onto the stage on one leg, pulling on a pair of short, ripped jeans.
GAVRILA: It looks like it… Looks like luck has another ACE up its sleeve for me after all.
He scratches the back of his head and walks around the room. His face shows confusion.
Suddenly he jumps on the bed and lies down, crossing his legs busily.
GABRIEL: So my wife says… she Said I wasn't happy… well… she did Express it a little differently. Oaf!
Is it the same thing? In other words, simple, I say. Sometimes the truth still called a fool. But this is loving. You know, some girls like to call their lover a fool. She was a fool, though… well straight to the fool.... like not called. A fool often. Well, consider it the same. Stupid sometimes. I think it means something so masculine. I don't remember exactly. In General, she often called me such some terms that I do not know. (Smiles sweetly) But I always understood what she was trying to say, and I always appreciated it. She loved me so much, so much… (She clasps her hands to her chest in awe)
I remember not coming home from work in the evening. And the phone didn't answer. I called and called. At first I didn't pick up the phone, then the caller became unavailable. The next day I came and said that I couldn't get on the bus for a long time, it was Friday evening. Buses are full. It's a long walk to the metro, and there's no money left for a taxi. So I decided to spend the night at work. She said the phone was dead, couldn't call, wanted to walk. But I thought that it would be a long walk, it would be late, and I would already be asleep. She didn't want to Wake me up, she knows how tired I am at work. Taken care of! Another would be… and my Alinochka. She loved me very much.
He puts his hand to his lips and shakes his head.
GABRIEL: She was often so late afterwards. Sometimes she was late, sometimes she didn't come back until the next day, but I already knew that everything was fine and didn't worry. I understood that my Elichka again thinks about me, cares, loves. Once she disappeared for three whole days. I kept calling and calling. And the phone was always unavailable. I arrived later so tired, taciturn. Shower first, then go to bed. I realized that she was very tired, that something had happened, and I did not torment her with questions. She told me everything the next day. There they have it turns out, the pipe burst. And the team is purely female, not a single man. Well, they were there as a team and struggled with this problem. Well, how did the women fight? (He laughs mockingly and throws up his hands) They were wrapping her up in some rags, but she's still running, of course. There under pressure. Squeezes it out. This I know, I had hydraulics in technical school! That's how they fought the flood. Wrapped in rags, then removed them ran – squeezed, and again wrapped. And again they ran – squeezed. That's how they ran for three days, until someone thought of them to call the emergency service. Women, what to take from them. The phone was dead, of course, and she didn't have time to look for a charger anywhere. I have a good one… was. She wasn't smart enough to know about the emergency service, but she didn't need to, with a husband like that. I myself have always been a think tank in the family, a decision-making body and any communication issues!
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