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LABUTE, NEIL

 
9780571229826: Some Girl(s): A Play (Gorgias Press and Us and Updated to Include New Develop)

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David Schwimmer stars in this West End production of Neil LaBute's play Some Girl(s), which previews from 12 May 2005 at the Gielgud Theatre.

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Neil Labute-an acclaimed playwright, screenwriter, and filmmaker-is the author of plays including The Shape of Things, The Mercy Seat, Fat Pig, and the Tony Award-nominated Reasons to Be Pretty. He has written and directed films including In the Company of Men (starring Aaron Eckhart), The Shape of Things (starring  Paul Rudd and Rachel Weisz), and the 2006 American adaptation of The Wicker Man (starring Nicholas Cage).

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Some Girl(s)

A PlayBy Neil LaBute

Faber & Faber

Copyright © 2006 Neil LaBute
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780571229826
Some Girl(s)
Silence. Darkness.
Part One: "Sam"
A fairly standard hotel room. High-end without being too obvious; a resort chain of some kind. Marriott or one of those. Bed, work space, TV, minibar. Probably a nice chair.
 
A man--thirty-three, fully dressed--sits at the desk and plays with the TV remote just as he is finishing a call on the house phone.
 
A knock at the door. Another. The man jumps up and crosses to a lamp, carefully arranging the shade. Satisfied, he goes over to the eyehole. Looks out. Takes a breath and opens the latch.
 
A woman--same age, let's call her SAM--enters carrying a Starbucks coffee cup. A silent "hello" from both of them; after a moment, a tentative hug. They venture into the room--the woman chooses the armchair, the man moves to the bed. They sit.
 
SAM ... always. It is always the same out there. Bumper-tobumper!
GUY Yeah. Yes, it is ... but you made it. Even with the traffic. Thanks.
SAM Sure. Of course. (Beat.) Used to be a great city, but then, you know. Boom! (holds up her coffee cup) Thanks to this bunch ...
GUY Exactly! (laughs) Anyway, I'm really happy, because ... well, you know.
SAM Right.
GUY Because it's so great to see you. It honestly is ...
SAM Good. I'm glad. (Beat.) Pretty nice here. I've never been before.
GUY Oh. Yeah. (looking around) They're good ... they've got 'em all over the place now, so ... a chain, I think.
SAM I mean, why would I, right? Live in town, how often are you gonna stay in a local hotel?
GUY Right ...
SAM You wouldn't.
GUY No, not usually.
SAM Not for any reason, really. Not even if there was a convention and you were attending or something ... you'd still just drive home after. (Beat.) I mean, unless ...
GUY What? Unless what ... ?
SAM You know.
GUY No, I don't ...
SAM Yes, you do. You know what I'm saying.
GUY I don't, no. Truthfully. What?
SAM ... unless you were seeing someone. Illicitly.
GUY Oh, right. That.
SAM Yes. That. (Beat.) So?
 
The man nods at this and clears his throat. Jumps up and moves toward the minibar. Points out various items.
 
GUY You want anything? I mean, like, a water ... ? They've got that Evian ...
SAM No. (points to her coffee) Thanks.
GUY Really?
SAM Nope. I'm fine.
GUY I might have some nuts, if that's all right with you. Cashews.
SAM Go for it.
GUY Even though they're, like, you know, six hundred dollars ...
 
They share a laugh at this, albeit a small one.
SAM Then don't eat them. Right? I mean, that'll teach 'em.
GUY Yeah, I guess. But I'm hungry ...
SAM Then you decide. Which was never one of your strong suits ...
 
He nods at this, remembering. On impulse, he snaps open the cannister and begins to eat.
 
GUY Geez ... no salt. I'm not big on that.
SAM No, you always liked the salt ... one of your many vices.
GUY Yep. (Beat.) So ... mmm, they're good, actually. Not too bad this way. (he offers again) You sure?
SAM Yes. I mean, no. No thanks. (Beat.) Oh, I read the thing you did for that one magazine. Somebody faxed it to me. It was pretty good ... clever. Mmm-hmm.
GUY Yeah? Thanks.
 
The man nods and shrugs. She smiles thinly again and exhales. She sets her latte down on an end table.
 
SAM ... funny how you know so much about women. Now. (laughs) Anyway ...
GUY Yeah, anyway. So, look, I know this is sort of out of the blue and all, and I appreciate how you might be kinda curious about what's up ...
SAM Well, I am, that's true. I do want to know that. What is up?
GUY I just ... look, I needed to see you.
SAM "Needed"?
GUY Wanted, actually, but there's some need in there, too. Yes. Need.
SAM ... and why is that? (Beat.) I only cut to the chase because, you know, my kids are home at three.
GUY Right, sure. (checks watch) Sorry.
SAM Don't be. It's fine ... I like when they come home. I just need to be there, that's all ...
GUY No, I didn't mean that ... I'm sorry about rambling on about the, like, peanuts and crap. Forgive me.
SAM Cashews.
GUY Right. Those, (puts down the nuts) I'll get to the point here ...
 
A long moment where the man looks at her, trying to decide the best way into this conversation. He eats another nut.
 
GUY ... well-I think I'm gonna have some water, these really do parch your throat after you eat a few.
 
He jumps up and heads back to the minifridge. Grabs a water and breaks open the seal. She steals a look at her watch.
 
GUY ... listen, you're probably wondering what I'm even doing here ... back in the, ahhh, Seattle area.
SAM It did cross my mind, yes.
GUY Right, sure, of course--although I do get back here sometimes. You know, every couple years to see my folks, that kind of thing. But I'm not here for that. To see them.
SAM No?
GUY Nope. I didn't even call them, let 'em know ... I'm flying out in a few hours.
SAM Oh. Huh. Well ...
GUY ...because I really just came here to ... you know, I needed to see you. Wanted to, I mean.
SAM ...maybe I'll have just a sip.
 
The man hands over the water, then sits back down. The woman takes a long guzzle, wipes her mouth. Thinks before speaking.
SAM ... I called your mom once. Just on a whim, like, a year ago. I didn't even remember the number, so I had to look it up in the book ...
GUY Wow. I never ... I mean, they didn't tell me.
SAM No, I didn't ask for you. Or leave a message or anything. I just ... your mom and I got pretty friendly there for a while, so I was ... I wanted to hear her voice. (Beat.) I thought about calling for you, but in the end I pretended to be somebody else. Selling raffle tickets for my kid's school or something ... she and I talked for a minute, and that was about it. It was nice.
GUY ... I never knew that. Huh.
SAM I know. I just said you wouldn't. I didn't tell her it was me, so ... it doesn't matter.
GUY Right.
 
They sit for a moment, staring at...

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