copyright © 2003 Dave Ulrich

            "Tomorrow"
            By, Dave Ulrich

                                        Lights up.

                                        Spanish bullfighting music is playing.

                                        WILL walks into the room. He is whistling with
                                        the music.

                                        He tosses his keys to the table on the right... but
                                        the table is on the left, so they land on the floor.

                                        The music stops.

                                        His whistling stops.

                                        As he ponders what happened he begins to sit. As
                                        he begins to sit, the THERAPIST enters and slides
                                        a chair under him.

                                        The THERAPIST then spins around the kitchen
                                        table chair and sits in it with crossed legs.

                                   WILL
            I don't... know. Backwards, I guess. No, just out of whack.

                                   THERAPIST
            Whack.

                                   WILL
            Huh?

                                   THERAPIST
            Nothing.

                                   WILL
            No, what did you say?

                                   THERAPIST
            I repeated what you said.

                                   WILL
            Which was what?

                                   THERAPIST
            Whack.

                                   WILL
            Why whack?

                                   THERAPIST
            Precisely.

                                        WILL looks down and scratches the top of his
                                        forehead absently as he looks back up. He is now
                                        alone.

                                        The THERAPIST slips off.

                                        A WOMAN comes in and sits at the table. She
                                        crosses her legs and looks at her watch.

                                        After a beat she glances over at WILL.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            What are you doing?

                                   WILL
            Hiding my fear.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Of what?

                                   WILL
            Tomorrow.
                          (short pause)
            Losing what I have. Living forever without the things I don't
            have.
                          (short pause)
            That everything will change. That nothing will.
                          (pause)
            What are you doing?

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Waiting.

                                   WILL
            For what?

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Things to get better.

                                   WILL
            Do you think...

                                        She leaves abruptly.

                                        SARA enters and stands behind WILL. She points
                                        out in the house.

                                   SARA
            What about her?

                                        Will stands and looks.

                                   WILL
            Too confident, she'd rip through my facades before I could
            trick her into intimacy.

                                   SARA
            Will, do you really have any idea what you want?

                                   WILL
            No.

                                        MELISSA steps onstage and speaks toward the
                                        house.

                                   MELISSA
            You can't lay there in silence debating an answer. We're in a
            discussion now, so you discuss it now. You only ponder to
            censor yourself from what you are thinking, but what you fear
            to say is exactly what needs to be voiced, goddammit.

                                        The THERAPIST appears and lingers in the
                                        background.

                                   THERAPIST
                          (to Will)
            Do you think that without a woman in your life, you will
            become stagnant in your emotional evolution?

                                        As MELISSA goes, JACKIE steps on the opposite
                                        side of the stage and speaks out toward the house.

                                   JACKIE
            It was unbelievable. Just because we were having this
            terrific discussion, that does not mean that it is all right
            to kiss me. What was wrong with him? With men? Can a man and
            a woman have intelligent conversation without motives? Will?
            Do you think it's possible?

                                   THERAPIST
            Why did you say that?

                                   WILL
                          (to the THERAPIST)
            Say what?

                                   THERAPIST
            That most every useful thing you've learned about being a
            better human being came from the women you've had in your
            life. But you're afraid to let one in again.

                                   WILL
            I said all that?

                                   THERAPIST
            Did you?

                                        JACKIE exits.

                                   SARA
            You're being dramatic.
                          (pointing)
            Now look at her. Go talk to her.

                                   WILL
            What would I say?

                                        The WAITING WOMAN has returned and stands
                                        upstage.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            What difference does it make?

                                        As WILL turns, she walks off.

                                   THERAPIST
            Do you think that's a healthy point of view?

                                        GINA enters and speaks out to the house.

                                   GINA
                          (tenderly)
            Oh Will. You are sweet and all, but I can't stay with you
            forever. You're younger than me -- and not just in
            male/female years of emotional development, but actual
            chronological age. You're fun, and great and all, but you
            aren't ready. You need six more years of life under your belt
            and then find yourself a nice girl six years younger than
            you. We'll just fuck for now.

                                   WILL
                          (to Sara)
            Why did you marry Jasper?

                                        GINA exits.

                                   SARA
            I love him. You know, all of that clichˇ stuff, I guess, but
            more special because it's real to me.

                                   WILL
            I mean how did you know?

                                   SARA
            There was never a hesitation. I knew if he asked, stopping
            myself would be a lie, not grounded in reality. Just fear.
            And I knew that -- probably always.

                                   WILL
            I can't imagine feeling that.

                                   THERAPIST
            What do you imagine?

                                   WILL
            If I try imagine things, there is only chaos.

                                   THERAPIST
            Close your eyes.

                                        WILL closes his eyes.

                                   SARA
            Imagine now.

                                        SARA leaves. The WAITING WOMAN returns.

                                        She doesn't turn to him.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            What are you doing?

                                   WILL
            Hiding my fear.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Of what?

                                   WILL
            Waiting.

                                        A beat.

                                   WILL
            And there's something else.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            You fear losing me...

                                   WILL
            And I don't even have you yet.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            I know.

                                        Will opens his eyes.

                                        He takes her in.

                                   WILL
            You're still here.

                                        She picks up his keys from the floor and stands
                                        over him.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Have you ever been to a bull fight?

                                   THERAPIST
            What?

                                        Throughout the speech the THERAPIST slinks up
                                        stage and exits.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Bull fights are a beautiful tapestry of theatre. The
            pageantry is almost overwhelming. You find yourself caught in
            the river rush of excitement. But underneath all of the
            beauty you see in the moment, there is this horrible fear
            welling up inside, because your mind's eye is always on the
            horrific end. And yet you can't help but wait for it.

                                        She holds a key to his neck like a knife, but she
                                        does it warmly and sensuously, dragging it across
                                        his throat.

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            You're just waiting in fear. You hope the inevitable
            brutality will never come; yet you are certain it will.

                                        She takes the key from his neck and tosses them
                                        on to the table.

                                   WILL
            Why are you telling me this?

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Because you shouldn't live in guilt or in fear for crimes not
            yet committed.
                          (touching his face)
            Sometimes the bull will live.

                                   WILL
            Will things get better?

                                   WAITING WOMAN
            Tomorrow.

                                        She leaves.

                                        The opening bars of the bullfighting music plays
                                        and fades out as the lights dim to --

                                        Blackout.
            THE END
"Tomorrow" IS COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL AND MAY NOT BE DOWNLOADED, TRANSMITTED, PRINTED OR PERFORMED WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR

"Tomorrow" debuted January 31, 2003 directed by J. J. Hickey with the following cast:
WILL - Christopher Clarke
THERAPIST - Eric Johnson
WAITING WOMAN - Monique Simms
SARA - Jenn Cousin
MELISSA - Toni Loppnow
JACKIE - Lori Rohr
GINA - Tory Seiter

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