The Don
1 - 60 min
1 - 50 M or F
Aging, Betrayal, Blue Moon, Building Trust, Collection, College, College, Communication, Community, Community, Empathy, Enabling, Fantasy, Friendship, High School, High School, Holocaust, Junior School, Max 15+, Middle School, Middle School, Min 4, Prejudice, Pride, Self Esteem, Seniors, Streaming, William Heyen| Cast Size: | |
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| Play Type: | Bare Stage, Collection, Community, Doubling Possible, Fable, Farce |
The Warning
[No one on stage. We overhear a phone conversation.]
1st Voice: One place or another, I’m going to catch up to you.
2nd Voice: Good luck with that.
1st Voice: I’ll find the rock you’re hiding under.
2nd Voice: I doubt it. It’s dark where my rock is, and it’s darker under my rock.
[Now two walkers enter from opposite sides of the stage. Both have cells to their faces and pass without paying the slightest attention to one another. Nothing is said while they’re crossing the stage. They disappear.]
1st Voice: Where are you, you low-life?
2nd Voice: I’m in an igloo. I’m in a hammock on a veranda in Brazil.
I’m at your local McDonald’s. I’m with your wife and kids.
1st Voice: Eat up while you can.
2nd Voice: Your wife says hello, that it’s a pleasure being with me.
1st Voice: I’ll kill you, you low-life bastard.
2nd Voice: This is getting tiresome, old friend
[The two walkers cross the stage again, from opposite directions, still holding their cells to their faces. This time they look at one another, acknowledge one another … without recognition … and continue walking away from one another. Both speak into their phones at the same time saying the same thing:]
2nd Voice: This is the last time you’ll hear my voice. Get ready.
[The stage goes dark.]
41 Plays-On-A-Page convey slices of sometimes fantastical life. Sometimes biting social commentary, sometimes whimsical asides. These short dramas and comedies leave the audience guessing about their own lives and the world around them. William Heyen, National Book Award Finalist and major American poet, has turned his pen to the stage, with stellar results.
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The Warning
[No one on stage. We overhear a phone conversation.]
1st Voice: One place or another, I’m going to catch up to you.
2nd Voice: Good luck with that.
1st Voice: I’ll find the rock you’re hiding under.
2nd Voice: I doubt it. It’s dark where my rock is, and it’s darker under my rock.
[Now two walkers enter from opposite sides of the stage. Both have cells to their faces and pass without paying the slightest attention to one another. Nothing is said while they’re crossing the stage. They disappear.]
1st Voice: Where are you, you low-life?
2nd Voice: I’m in an igloo. I’m in a hammock on a veranda in Brazil.
I’m at your local McDonald’s. I’m with your wife and kids.
1st Voice: Eat up while you can.
2nd Voice: Your wife says hello, that it’s a pleasure being with me.
1st Voice: I’ll kill you, you low-life bastard.
2nd Voice: This is getting tiresome, old friend
[The two walkers cross the stage again, from opposite directions, still holding their cells to their faces. This time they look at one another, acknowledge one another … without recognition … and continue walking away from one another. Both speak into their phones at the same time saying the same thing:]
2nd Voice: This is the last time you’ll hear my voice. Get ready.
[The stage goes dark.]