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WILLI

(Looks around) Where’s my purpose anymore? I don’t have a purpose and I need a purpose. If I don’t find a purpose, I’m gonna shrivel up and die. Dr. Phil says we need a purpose and he also says that what you believe you can achieve. So, I want a job at the Super Wal-Mart.
LA SONIA

Well, you didn’t fix that TV and you said that you believe you could.


WILLI (A look, then.)

Sometimes I don’t like you.


LA SONIA

Oh, but I love you, Willi and I want you to find that purpose, but I heard y’all fightin’ and I know the truth. Look at me, baby girl. This is LaSonia you talkin’ to. Your big black friend next door with the big ears and big mouth. I heard what he said. He said if you got a job that --


WILLI

I don’t like you eavesdropping’ on us.


LA SONIA

You live in a trailer park! You think I really want to hear your shit?


WILLI

I don’t want to talk about this –


LA SONIA

Because you know LaSonia speak the truth and you lyin’ about J.D. beatin’ –


WILLI (Exploding.)

You act like you know my life and you don’t! You don’t know what he was like. What he came from. His mean ol’ daddy. What he made out of himself. J.D. was the most... Oh God, LaSonia, he was... And he chose me. Me, LaSonia. Ever’body wanted him and he chose me. Me! And he came back last night and loved on me. Hard! You don’t know how hard that man can love!


LA SONIA

That ain’t love. That ain’t love a’tall.


WILLI

J.D. does love me. I do know he loves me. And he makes me happy.


LA SONIA

Then why you lookin’ for a purpose?!!!


WILLI

I don’t know! You are getting me so riled up and --


LA SONIA

Because I tell the truth --!!


WILLI

Oh God, I’m so mixed up right now. I get so confused about it all. Frustrated. And I’m sorry. I shouldn’t lash out at you. You’re just tryin’ to help. I’m sorry. And I’m mad ‘cause you’re right. I can’t get that job at the Super Wal-Mart. I don’t know what I was thinkin’. I just thought that maybe I could find myself a purpose. And I am not happy. I’m miserable. Oh, God, I hate him, LaSonia. I know it’s not right to hate, it’s such a harsh word, but I can’t help it. I love him, then I hate him. I love him, then I hate him! There I said it. I told you the truth.


LA SONIA

I know the truth, baby girl. You don’t have to even tell me. And you never have to lie to your buddy, your pal, LaSonia. (Silence. Willi stares at her.) Did you hear what I just said to you?


WILLI

Yes. Thank you.


(Pause, LaSonia hugs her; Willi breaks down.)
LA SONIA

Let it go, baby.


WILLI

Sometimes I hate me more than I hate him. And I get so confused and my soul is tormented. And lately, I’ve been... I’ve been havin’ these terrible thoughts, LaSonia. Fantasies.

LA SONIA (Breaking the hug.)

Fantasies? What kind of fantasies, girl? Come over here and tell me all about these fantasies!


(She pulls her to the couch. They sit.)
WILLI

I want to pulverize him.


LA SONIA

Pulver-what?

WILLI

Pulverize means to grind up into powder. Like pioneers did when they crushed wheat and made flour. Ever since I learned it, I’ve been havin’ fantasies of J.D. being ground up into powder.


LA SONIA

And how you gonna grind him up?


WILLI

I haven’t gotten that far in my fantasies, but I do know I’d like to put him in the palm of my hand and just blow him away... Oh, Lord I gotta stop these thoughts and make supper.


(She gets up, LaSonia reaches up and pulls her back on the couch.)
LA SONIA

Sit yo ass back down! These are good thoughts! Wonderful fantasies. Maybe this could be your purpose. Oooh, ooh, maybe you could kill him somehow -- feed him Drano or just conk him over the head with a lead pipe -- then chop him up and put him in the freezer, then put the frozen parts into one of those tree shreddin’ machines like that man did up in…in…in… Minnesota! Or one of them north cold states to his wife. It was on “60 Minutes”... or Rolanda or RuPaul...


WILLI (Wistfully.)

Oh, RuPaul.


LA SONIA

Anyway, when the snow melted they found little bitty pieces, like hair and shit -- DNA, just like in the O.J. trial --- and they tested it and they determined it was her. The wife. Gonna fry his ass too. He on death row now. His mistake was he shoulda backed that tree shreddin’ machine up to a lake, then his wife’s pieces woulda got eaten up by the little fishes and he woulda walked away scott free. But the dumb shit didn’t think it through. Stopped too early. You gotsta think these things through, Willi baby.


WILLI (Thinks.)

So where do you suppose I can get a tree shreddin’ machine?


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