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Telephone?

[A MAN dressed in a suit and holding a briefcase, stands waiting, checking his watch from time to time on stage left. WOMAN enters stage right.]
WOMAN: Telephone?
MAN: For me?
WOMAN: No, you have one?
MAN: A telephone?
WOMAN: Yes.
MAN: No.
WOMAN: Oh.
[A long pregnant pause.]
WOMAN: Why don’t you have a telephone?
MAN: I try to avoid them.
WOMAN: Do you know… anyone?
MAN: Anyone?
WOMAN: Yes, anyone at all?
MAN: I know some people, yes.
WOMAN: Who?
[Another pregnant pause. The man counts a few of his fingers.]
MAN: Do you know anyone?
WOMAN: I don’t have a telephone.
MAN: It’s a pity.
WOMAN: We know each other though don’t we?
MAN: Yes. Actually, no.
WOMAN: No?
MAN: No.
[WOMAN exits stage right in a sudden hurry.]
WOMAN: [CALLING OUT OFF STAGE] Telephone!
CURTAIN.

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