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Animal, Animal by Libby Emmons
Animal, Animal by Libby Emmons
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Extract from Script:
ALI: I slept with a homeless man last night.
LINDSAY: (not to be outdone) I slept in a tent in my friend’s backyard. ALI: (impressed) Your friend has a backyard?
LINDSAY: My rich friend has a backyard, and also a terrace overlooking the backyard. This morning, she called down to me from her terrace. My friend didn’t wear any underwear, which I could tell when she leaned over the railing in her short silk bathrobe and called out to me.
(imitating the lilting voice of her lovely rich friend)
“Lindsay!” She called out, “Lindsay, are you awake?” So I crawled out of the tent and looked up and the first site I saw was my friend’s naked coochie gleaming in the sunlight.
CHARACTERS: ALI is in her early thirties. She’s chic, dressed in a pencil skirt and blouse, and she has an easy yet mysterious smile. LINDSAY is also in her early thirties. She’s wearing a Marty McFly puffy vest, with a hoodie underneath, and fingerless gloves. She feels defeated, but still clever.
SETTING: Bowery Poetry Club, Lower East Side, NYC, 2012.
At rise:
Ali and Lindsay are drinking cocktails while sitting at the bar in Bowery Poetry Club in New York City. Lindsay takes small sips, Ali gulps it like water. When she’s finished she sets down her glass. Each is mired in her own dismay, and the two are good friends. There’s a Bartender back there behind the bar somewhere.
