Friday, February 03, 2006
TELL ME WHAT Y0U CANNOT TELL ME
TELL ME WHAT YOU CANNOT TELL ME
by
Milton Trachtenburg
copyright, 1996
Her:
What are you thinking?
Him:
Nothing much.
Her:
Come on. We've been married ten years now and I know when something is on your mind.
Him:
You always seem to know when something is on my mind, don't you?
Her:
Well, you don't have to snap at me! What did I do wrong?
Him:
Nothing. Not a thing!
Her:
Hold me...please.
Him:
Oh, Christ!
Her:
Did something happen at work today? You know you can talk to me about it.
Him:
No, nothing happened at work. Nothing ever happens at work.
Her:
Well, something must be bothering you.
Him:
I'm just tired is all.
Him: (voice coming from offstage)
Yeah, something is bothering me, all right. I can't stand you. Always trying to manage my life but never contributing anything to it.
Her: (voice from offstage)
What is the matter with him? I've always done what was best for him. I make him a nice home and do all the damn work around here. What does he want?
Him:
Well, I had a difficult day today. I had trouble with my boss and I'm really upset. I wish you would have a little more consideration.
Her:
What's this got to do with consideration? What do you want from me? You know I have it tough too. You aren't the only one with a tough job.
Him:
Yeah, I never said that you didn't have it difficult. What does that have to do with anything?
Her:
Why do you always have to get so angry at everything I say? I never did anything to deserve that.
Him:
Please. Just leave me alone! I don't need another one of these go nowhere conversations.
Her:
Where is it supposed to go?
Him:
I don't care anymore where it goes. Just let me sleep.
Him: (voice only)
It's like talking to a wall. There really isn't anyone home there. How do you tell someone who isn't home that there is company?
Her: (voice only)
What does he want from me? God knows, I try to please him every way I can.
by
Milton Trachtenburg
copyright, 1996
Her:
What are you thinking?
Him:
Nothing much.
Her:
Come on. We've been married ten years now and I know when something is on your mind.
Him:
You always seem to know when something is on my mind, don't you?
Her:
Well, you don't have to snap at me! What did I do wrong?
Him:
Nothing. Not a thing!
Her:
Hold me...please.
Him:
Oh, Christ!
Her:
Did something happen at work today? You know you can talk to me about it.
Him:
No, nothing happened at work. Nothing ever happens at work.
Her:
Well, something must be bothering you.
Him:
I'm just tired is all.
Him: (voice coming from offstage)
Yeah, something is bothering me, all right. I can't stand you. Always trying to manage my life but never contributing anything to it.
Her: (voice from offstage)
What is the matter with him? I've always done what was best for him. I make him a nice home and do all the damn work around here. What does he want?
Him:
Well, I had a difficult day today. I had trouble with my boss and I'm really upset. I wish you would have a little more consideration.
Her:
What's this got to do with consideration? What do you want from me? You know I have it tough too. You aren't the only one with a tough job.
Him:
Yeah, I never said that you didn't have it difficult. What does that have to do with anything?
Her:
Why do you always have to get so angry at everything I say? I never did anything to deserve that.
Him:
Please. Just leave me alone! I don't need another one of these go nowhere conversations.
Her:
Where is it supposed to go?
Him:
I don't care anymore where it goes. Just let me sleep.
Him: (voice only)
It's like talking to a wall. There really isn't anyone home there. How do you tell someone who isn't home that there is company?
Her: (voice only)
What does he want from me? God knows, I try to please him every way I can.
