Five Plays. Samuel D. Hunter

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СКАЧАТЬ what— . . . You wanna just talk later?

       (Pause. Tammy looks at Isabelle, then at Troy.)

      TAMMY: No, Troy, actually I wanna talk now, I—

      ISABELLE: Oh hey Max.

       (Pause. Tammy stops herself.)

      MAX: Um. Hey.

      ISABELLE: So what’s going on with you?

      MAX: Not—much?

      TROY (To Tammy): What / is it?

      ISABELLE: How’s your band? Tell us about your band!

      TAMMY: / Nothing, never mind.

      MAX: We broke up like four weeks ago. I told you that.

      ISABELLE: Oh that’s too bad how’d it happen?!

      MAX: Isabelle, what are you doing?

       (Eddie reenters with plates, silverware, and a large plastic vat of salad. He puts it all on the table.)

      ISABELLE: Eddie you want help?

      EDDIE: I’m fine.

       (Eddie quickly exits. The speaker begins to crackle as before. Troy looks at it.)

      TROY: When did that start?

      MAX: Couple days ago, you haven’t noticed?

      TROY: Why aren’t we paying to fix these things?

      MAX: ’Cause the only customers we have right now are ourselves?

       (Pause. A silence in the conversation. Max looks at Becky, nods.)

       ’Sup.

      BECKY: Jesus Christ.

       (Eddie enters with a tray of breadsticks.)

      TROY: Eddie, we don’t need breadsticks, we have the whole dinner / rush—

      EDDIE: We’re fine.

       (Eddie quickly exits again.)

      BECKY: Are we still getting paid right now?

      TROY: Yes, hon, we—

       (Tammy starts to get up. Isabelle is increasingly uncomfortable.)

      TAMMY: I think— / I think I’m gonna go.

      ISABELLE: Hey Max let’s go help Eddie in the kitchen.

      TROY: / Tammy, please just—.

      MAX: What’s with you?

      TROY: Just stay?

       (Tammy slowly sits back down. Eddie reenters with a large pot full of soup, carrying it with his bare hands.)

      EDDIE: Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow—

       (Eddie plops the soup onto the table.)

       Okay. Here we go!

      MAX: I’m not hungry.

      ISABELLE: Yeah, Eddie, I really don’t want anything—

      BECKY: Me neither.

      EDDIE: Guys, let’s just—. Let’s just eat something?

       (Eddie starts quickly filling bowls with soup.)

       It’s been a long week, right? We’re all tired, we’re miserable, but right now? We can all just—have lunch together, / I think we can all manage that.

      TROY: Eddie—

      MAX: Buddy, calm down—

       (Eddie accidentally sloshes some of the soup onto Becky.)

      EDDIE: Oh God, I’m sorry Becky—

      BECKY: Is there meat in this?

       (Short pause.)

      EDDIE: Shit—

      BECKY: There’s meat in this!

      TAMMY: / Becky, it’s okay—

      TROY: Honey—

      EDDIE: I’m sorry Becky—

      BECKY: It’s all over me—

      TROY: / Okay calm down—

      ISABELLE: Eddie I think I should probably watch the front in case / someone comes—

      TAMMY (To Becky): Honey, it’s okay, / just take a deep breath—

      EDDIE: I locked up, don’t worry about it.

      MAX: You what?

      EDDIE: / It’s fine—

      BECKY: I’m gonna be sick.

      TROY: Becky, you’re fine. / Just tell yourself not to throw up and you won’t throw up.

      ISABELLE: Eddie you can’t just close the restaurant—

      EDDIE: Why not? / It’s my restaurant!

       (Eddie continues to serve soup.)

      TAMMY: Becky, let’s just go home, okay?

      TROY: No, you—. Tammy I never said that I was going to let you take Becky back / home—

      TAMMY: Troy, for God’s sake, can / we just skip this part?!

      ISABELLE: Eddie, no one wants any lunch, / just stop!

      BECKY: I need to go to the bathroom.

       (The speaker crackles louder. Max gets up.)

      MAX: This is nuts. I’m opening the front.

      EDDIE (To Max): No. Stay here.

      TAMMY: I’ll take Becky home and / she can take a shower—

      TROY (To Tammy): You are not taking her home—

      ISABELLE: / We can’t just close in the middle of the day!

      BECKY: JESUS WILL YOU TWO STOP TALKING ABOUT ME LIKE I’M NOT HERE?

       (Becky takes off her apron, throwing it on the ground.)

      TROY: / Great. Here we go.

      TAMMY (To Becky): Honey, let’s СКАЧАТЬ