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FEELINGS


by Pam Gems


Copyright © Pam Gems

Pam Gems is hereby identified as author of this work in accordance with section 77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988. The author has asserted her moral rights.


All rights whatsoever in this play are strictly reserved and application for performance etc. should be made before rehearsal to Rose Cobbe, United Agents, 12-26 Lexington Street, London W1F 0LE, UK. Tel: +44 (0) 20 3214 0800.

http://unitedagents.co.uk/agents/rose-cobbe/. Assistant: Dan Usztan. Email: dusztan@unitedagents.co.uk Tel: +44 (0) 20 3214 0873. No performance may be given unless a licence has been obtained.





FEELINGS


Cast


An aging scientist


A young girl





FEELINGS


SCENE ONE.


STUDY.


A MAN, not young, is reading in an easy chair by a table laden with books and papers.


On the floor, across the room, a YOUNG GIRL, lies on her stomach reading a magazine.

She turns a page.

He turns a page.

She reaches for a biscuit tin.


GIRL

Rich Tea or Ginger?


He holds out a hand without raising his eyes from the page. She swims across the carpet, puts a biscuit in his hand. He eats without looking up. She swivels back, finds her place and resumes reading on her stomach. He reaches for a pen, makes a brief note.


GIRL

(Calls across, breaking the silence.) Sortable! (French pronunciation.)


He lifts his head. She reaches for a dictionary on the floor.


GIRL

(To herself) Sortable.


MAN

(Calls) Presentable.


She flips the pages, finds the word and nods.


MAN

Pas sortable means you can’t be seen out with him.


She laughs briefly. They work.


GIRL

(Calls) Essayeur? (Looks in dictionary)... essayeur...essayeuse...


MAN

Means fitter. As in tailoring.


GIRL

Don’t think so.


She rises, brings him her copy of Paris Match. He looks where she points, reads and laughs.


MAN

(Looking up at her) Here it means a woman being tried out as a high-class escort.


GIRL

(Leaning for a look) A whore you mean?


MAN

That’s what the scandal’s about. He’s been rumbled, there’s the white flag (points at the page) - wife with the fixed smile clamped to his side.


GIRL

Oh. (As he turns the pages to look at the pictures) Will he lose his job?


MAN

No, no - whoever shopped him will be moved sideways.


GIRL

For being a shit?


MAN

For being bourgeois. Pas sortable.


The GIRL laughs, jolts him on the shoulder as he turns a page.


GIRL

Hold on - turn back. (Takes the magazine from him.)


MAN

What?


GIRL

(Points) Agynesse Dehn - English model - (excited) Kate Moss!


MAN

(Looking) Mmm?


GIRL

Only the topmost top model in the world. Emblems of the era, that’s what Spike calls them. (He looks puzzled. To herself) Jesus. (Aloud) Spike says if you wanna know about history sus the visuals.


MAN

Who’s Spike?


GIRL

Art master. (Turns a page, stabs at a picture.) Tam Johnson, latest male model. There are some cool older guys modelling now, so long as they’re not bald - a shaved head’s OK. (Looks at him speculatively.)


MAN

And older women?


GIRL

God no.


MAN

Why?


GIRL

Who wants to go to bed with a hag? In France maybe - you’re allowed to have sex over thirty and not get arrested, look at Jeanne Moreau.


MAN

I’ll ring the travel agent.


She smiles at him briefly, bends her head to the magazine turning the pages.


GIRL

(Without lifting her head) Did you go to the hospital?


MAN

Yup.


GIRL

OK?


MAN

Next appointment six months.


GIRL

You have to go back?


MAN

With prostate once you’ve got it what’s relevant is the rate of advance.


GIRL

What’s yours?


MAN

Not galloping.


She yocks with laughter. He looks up.


GIRL

Sorry - a galloping prostate - Clint Eastwood...(to herself) oh stop it, he’s only a hundred and one.


MAN

Good looking man.


GIRL

Bone structure. (Slight pause.) What if it does decide to gallop?


MAN

They give you drugs.


GIRL

Any good?


MAN

Yup.


GIRL

What does Ruby say?


MAN

(Foreign accent) “Priéten, you are lost.”


GIRL

Priéten?


MAN

Means friend in Rumanian.


GIRL

In other words “You’ve had it, mate.”

She’s worried about her billet.


MAN

You think so?


GIRL

She’s an illegal!


MAN

(Shakes his head.) I keep telling her - Rumanians are welcome now! As my wife -


GIRL

She’ll still be anxious. If you fall under a bus she’ll have to find another idiot. (Settles down with her magazine. Calls across) Why did you give her bed and board?

I don’t know why you did that.


MAN

She could have been deported. OK now.


GIRL

And you’ve lumbered yourself. I don’t know. (She flicks him a look of admiration for his gallantry.) What you should do is demand your marital rights, that’d see her off.


MAN

Oh, get away.


GIRL

(Laughs) No - she’d be grateful with that moustache.


MAN

Very highly prized in Rumania - sign of a fertile woman.


GIRL

I think they may have got something wrong there.


MAN

I bearded virgin’ll get a hubbie with no dowry.


GIRL

Especially if she smells of latrines. (Jumps up) I know - Air Freshener!


MAN

No!


GIRL

(Grabbing her bag) It’s OK, there’s one to mask dog’s pee when you’re walking a puppy. It’s called Fresh Air.


MAN

What will they think of next?


GIRL

(Pauses by the door.) D’you need anything? Pomegranate? Anti-oxidant, refines the complexion. No?

I’ll get a pineapple - longevity and genius guaranteed.


MAN

(Calls as she goes) What are you cooking for your brothers tonight?


GIRL

Leftovers and stewed apple.

MAN

Here.

(He fishes, hands her some money.)


GIRL

Thanks!


MAN

They’re growing lads.


She laughs, happy with gratitude, and dashes off. He bends to his work.


SCENE 2


THE MAN’S GARDEN. A paved area with seating and pots, hedging and trees beyond. It is stylish. The MAN and the GIRL are enjoying the sun. He has taken off his jacket, lies back, eyes closed. She throws crumbs to the birds.


MAN

(Murmurs) You’ll encourage the pigeons.


GIRL

Don’t be mean. Share the planet.


MAN

Who says?


GIRL

Guru Winston. Writes in the local paper. Got one leg.


MAN

Oh well!


She throws crumbs for the birds, nudges him gently as one approaches...they watch and lift their heads together to see the bird fly off.


MAN

Robin. Mr Solo...loner - well, except when mating - tough little bird..


I put up a rat once. I was marking papers in a Cambridge conservatory and it ran over my foot. Damnedest thing...it stood there savvying its options, which weren’t great - looked up at me, strolled back over my shoe and buggered off.

I should have clobbered it.


GIRL

But you didn’t?


MAN

Pure defiance. Always humbling, courage in adversity.


GIRL

Depends whether you’re standing your ground for a good cause or some mindless lash-out. (She thinks.) It could have been a lady rat with babies to protect.


(They settle back to relax in the sun) I wonder if it’s true for non-mammals.


MAN

What?


GIRL

Mother-love. Do all species care for their young?


MAN

Shouldn’t think so - most of them are more like components than the full monty, which doesn’t stop them stinging you.


GIRL

Dear little aphids don’t bite.


MAN

No, too busy guzzling - you should see my beans.


GIRL

They’ve got to eat something.


MAN

Why me?


GIRL

Well, they don’t realise. Unlike Uncle Norman, my father’s brother.


MAN

Ate his beans, did he?


GIRL

Only conned him out of his share of the family home. Didn’t need it, he was loaded - a few bucks around Dad might not have pushed off..


MAN

Yes. (Slight pause.)

Families don’t always work. Still the best idea though.


GIRL

(Laughs) Think so?


MAN

In the end, yes. Too much freedom leads to bewilderment. You see it in children. Without parameters they don’t know who they are.


GIRL

(Shakes her head.) Sure they do. OK, human beings get together when things go wrong but otherwise it’s take care of yourself. Who else does?


MAN

Teachers, doctors, dentists -


GIRL

(Cutting him off) That’s just maintenance. I’m talking about who’s in charge.


MAN

And who’s that?


GIRL

Me! I’m not Snow White, some bird in a trance waiting for Leonardo di Caprio to kiss her awake. Who needs heros poncing all over the manor? The Anti-hero rules OK?


MAN

(Laughs) If you say so.


GIRL

I do, Galahad and Batman having warped off to Saturn decades ago along with young Lochinvar, whoever he was.


MAN

What about the unfortunate? Are you saying kkkkk - (index finger across his throat with a harsh hiss) to what is it you call them - the patsies of this world?


GIRL

Yes. Serve them right.


MAN

For what?


GIRL

For being fantasists.


MAN

Oh come on! Even Einstein said the most important component of a successful life was luck. Some people thrive, for others it’s heads below the parapet.

.

GIRL

People are one-offs! That means You - you decide. Who else?


MAN

A question of options.


GIRL

OK, so sus the scene, figure the odds...toe in the water, take the plunge!


MAN

And caveat emptor.


GIRL

What does that mean?


MAN

It’s Latin for watch it, buster.


GIRL

Yeah, that and all.


He smiles, lies back, relaxing. Starts to tap his fingers on his chest.


GIRL

What?


MAN

Oh nothing.

Just...

Perhaps an atavistic moment of yearning for something else...other...something poetic perhaps.


I’m being romantic.

What do I know?

Totally unreliable.


GIRL

What?


MAN

Oh...feeling.


GIRL

Feelings?


MAN

Feelings.

Why do we still believe...?

Why these obstinate attachments to notions of - of - (throws up his hands, looking for the word.)


GIRL

Of what?


MAN

Gallantry. The moment. Rising to the occasion.

Complete bloody waste of time.


GIRL

I don’t see why. If somebody does something special -


MAN

But you can’t rely - you can’t depend on or guarantee the moment -


GIRL

Why not?


MAN

It’s not necessarily there, quantifiable, available on demand -


GIRL

Sure it is in some people. Some people are naturally brave - or naturally timid - probably in their nature, runs in families.


MAN

No. Take my word for it. Response to crisis - accident - never stable. Human beings have many qualities. Predictable, reliable response to stimuli - (shakes his head) - no. It’s why you have to hard-train soldiers.


GIRL

To get them to fight.


MAN

There again you never know, though it’s easier than you might suppose.


GIRL

Well boys like fighting. Girls like dolls, boys like swords and guns.


MAN

And looting. And raping.


GIRL

That is pissy. Most people...


MAN

Most people are capable of anything - for self-preservation absolutely anything.


GIRL

So if I fall in and Peter - you haven’t met him - jumps in after me I should tell him to fuck off, quit being a romantic prat, just let me get caught in the weed and drown.


MAN

Now you’re being silly.


GIRL

No, I’m not.


MAN

Yes you are, you want a fight.


GIRL

And you’re cruising for a bruising.


A pause. He stirs at last.


GIRL

What?


He shakes his head, makes to subside, changes his mind.


MAN

When you’re young you feel immortal and that can be exploited. It doesn’t last, gone by your twenties, sooner in battle - if you do dodge the Reaper it’s no more dreams of victory - it’s how do I survive?

If being brave looks like doing you in -


The GIRL laughs.


GIRL

Who wants to be a dead hero!

MAN

Glad you agree.


A pause. He smiles to himself.


GIRL

What?


MAN

Oh nothing.


GIRL

What?


MAN

We had this little ginger, pink-eyed chap in the pay office - never opened his mouth except to say sorry. (He stops. She waits.) We were crossing this paddy field after a fairly rough morning - no cover, much too quiet - all of a sudden ginger streak takes off, sprints over the ground full-tossing hand grenades to extra cover, square leg like an England team fast bowler.


Took out a whole bunker. Amazing.


GIRL

Was he killed?


MAN

No, probably because he was five foot nothing - dodgy target. When I asked him what the hell he thought he was doing, he apologised, said the flies had been driving him up the wall and would I overlook it?


GIRL

Wow. Did you give him a medal?


MAN

Would have if he hadn’t stepped on a mine.


Pause.


GIRL

Were you brave? In Korea?

MAN

Of course not. Wars of futility promote highly sophisticated modes of self-preservation.


GIRL

So you didn’t go in for valour?


MAN

Only occasionally.


GIRL

(Eager) Where?


MAN

In the boxing ring usually.


GIRL

You were a boxer?


MAN

Amateur.


GIRL

Pigeon-weight?

Fly-weight?


MAN

Light-middle-weight.


GIRL

Did you win?


MAN

Yes...sometimes before the fights began.


GIRL

You mean because they were fixed?


MAN

No. You look in their eyes.


GIRL

Your opponents?

And that tells you?

(She nods, digesting this.)

Did you enjoy it?

MAN

Boxing? Yes. It made me happy. Didn’t realise it at the time, you don’t.


GIRL

Happy? To punch people? Why?


MAN

Dunno.


GIRL

Insanity - you could have damaged your brain. Probably did.


MAN

Oh well, worth it for the bliss.


GIRL

Bliss?


MAN

Yes...a rare state. You see it in dogs sometimes - babies - young strikers after scoring before they’ve learned to cool it.


GIRL

Strikers go berserk.



MAN

That’s triumphalism - not the same as joy.


He picks up his jacket from the back of the bench.


GIRL

(As they exit) Joy?


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