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Watermelon Wednesday


 

 

Paradise Enough

by Mary Alice Mark

copyright © Mary Alice Mark

All Rights Reserved

 

FADE IN

 

1  EXT             SOUTH BEACH         THE DANCE FROM THE WATER        DAY                    1

 

PEOPLE from INDEPENDENT LAYERS OF TIME move through, evidently unaware of, each other.

 

MANGROVES line the shore.  Rag tag crews of black men are chopping down and taking out the huge old trees.

 

INDIGENOUS PEOPLE walk through the trees and crews, some carry dug outs, some carry ancient fishing gear or traps for shell fish, others shallow dive into the waves.

 

CREWS OF MEN IN GRAY WORK UNIFORMS build a wall that we already see completed.  This crew also hauls in and plants the occasional coconut palm.

  

TOURISTS to the area, the most “modern” circa 1963.  There is a certain formality about the style and the accoutrements of the men women and children on vacation as they stroll the shore sometimes with PARASOLS in formal dress, picnic, play catch, or; play in the water.

 

LOCALS abound in the shockingly informal manner of men women and children who presently inhabit this space.  They swim, stroll the shoreline, and PLAY CATCH and PICNIC on BLANKETS spread out on the sand.

 

THE LIFE GUARD stands between his STATION and the water.

 

A WALL about two-and-a-half feet high defines the end of the beach and the beginning of LUMMIS PARK. 

 

COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS, a boy about 8, carries his surfboard over his shoulder as he toddles along the wall.

 

 A VOLLY BALL GAME is played near the wall.  Players, in age spanning their 20s, include:

 

CHARLES a popular performer at THE CLUB, very tall and very large, quite pink, blue eyed and blonde, bright yellow jams with big red dots.

 

MAURICE, another large man, hair in a ponytail and dressed in khaki shorts and a sports shirt, open at the neck.

 

BRAT, dark hair, light complexion, plaid shorts, sports shirt, is a also a CLUB performer.

 

SOUND:  “I Will Always Love You,” Dolly Parton, The Best Little Whore House in TexasJust that line.

 

2   EXT            LUMMIS PARK DANCE  SEEN FROM THE WALL          DAY                          2

 

A WIDE SIDEWALK runs North and South along the park side of the wall.

 

Beyond LUMMIS PARK a sidewalk runs North-South along OCEAN DRIVE.

 

INDEPENDENT LAYERS OF ACTION continue to move through each other. 

 

More COCONUT PALMS are being planted in this area than at the shore.

 

CELEBRITIES past and present stroll through out.

 

THE RABBI walks peacefully along the sidewalk.  He wears a dark suit.

 

PICNIC TABLES are dotted throughout the park.  Many PEOPLE sit in LAWN CHAIRS, reading The New York Times, The Miami Herald, or Yiddish, Polish and other Eastern European Newspapers and magazines.  Card games are in progress.  Throughout the park there seems to be a rule of all males or all females at the tables.  Even the children play in gender groups.  BOYS play tag or catch, GIRLS chat or play with dolls.  (At this time Miami Beach had the second largest Jewish population in the world.) The males wear YARMULKES.

 

To our right, THE HASSIDIM, as defined by formality:  WOMEN in LONG-SLEEVED BLOUSES, LONG, GATHERED SKIRTS and BABUSHKAS that speak of Eastern Europe, MEN and BOYS in DEEP BLACK SUITS, YOUNGEST BOYS WEAR SUITS WITH SHORT PANTS.  The MALES wear YAMRULKES.  There is a quiet introspection, people in this group do not notice or respond to others.

 

Center, THE ORTHODOXY, strictly dressed, circumspect, more responsive.  The Orthodox respond, if somewhat stiffly to others.  MALES wear YARMULKES.

 

To the left, and almost shamefully liberal, we find THE REFORMED  community.

 

Women’s blouses have sleeves to the elbow, few use head coverings and many wear slacks or pedal pushers.  The men wear suits, or more casual, jacketless combinations, though many wear YARMULKES.  TOURISTS and LOCALS stop to chat and kibitz with the people playing and picnicking here. 

 

FADE TO

 

3          INT                  FRAT HOUSE ARCHIVES                            DAY                                      3  

 

A very modern library.  Photos of past members adorn the walls.  Shelves contain

books and scrapbooks.  Tables and chairs are arranged comfortably throughout

the room.

 

JACKIE, tall, blonde, well-dressed, late teens, removes items from an old scrapbook.

 

FRANKIE is scanning items at a scanner set up on a table for that purpose.

 

JO is reviewing the results of the scanning.

 

ISME is arranging and labeling the final disks for storage.

 

JO

What’s this?

 

FRANKIE

Tennessee Williams.  Everyone knows he was our original sponsor.

 

JACKIE

1959.

 

ISME

Everybody does know that.  Who is she?

                                   

 4   EXT           LUMMIS PARK DANCE  SEEN FROM THE WALL          DAY                    4

 

PEOPLES grouped as before.

 

MOISE early teens, wild brown hair, in sorts and unmatched halter, dances with

 

ROSE, elegant, dark hair well coiffed, light complexion, stylish dress, and apparently in her twenties.

           

SIR, 30, slacks and dress shirt; and OUR BUDDY 24, short shorts, short sleeved, open blouse; walk along the sidewalk with MARLA, cotton slacks, ¾ sleeved blouse with a flower print; attending two toddlers, girls 4 and 6, in dresses walking along on the wall.

 

TOM, 50, medium height and weight, deeply tanned, dark hair eyes and suit; and

 

JIM, 50, who looks a lot looks a lot like TOM but lacks the tan, stroll through the park headed north, chatting with

 

JOE, 60, thin, graying, thinning lemon-blonde and,

 

BRAT, a tall handsome man in his mid-twenties.  JOE carries his jacket.

 

AL, wearing a long, bright flower printed skirt, a tee-shirt and hair curlers jogs south through the park.

 

ALICE, pastel petal pushers and a pale checkered blouse, trails along behind AL.

 

AL stops at a table to kibitz.

 

A small airplane over head pulls a sign, “Eat at Joe’s.”

 

5   EXT   OCEAN DRIVE AND THE CLUB AS SEEN FROM LUMMIS PARK     DAY         5

 

Dense traffic flows in vehicles of the early sixties along both lanes of OCEAN DRIVE.

 

PEOPLE who want to use the beach try to park along the LUMMIS PARK side, walking along the sidewalk in beach wear, carrying towels and coolers.

 

On THE CLUB side of OCEAN DRIVE there are more tourists, women in dresses, men in suits, shopping, perhaps looking for a place to lunch, or to return for dinner and entertainment, later.

 

CELEBRITIES past and present stroll along both sides of the palm tree lined street.

 

OFFICER CROWLEY, a tall, dark blond in a dark blue uniform strolls towards THE CLUB.

 

The south end of the brick building with its LARGE BAY WINDOW curves around at about sixth street onto OCEAN DRIVE.  A sign on the window reads, “THE CLUB.”

 

ZEKE, 50, a black man in a very fancy uniform, administers to a customer at his SHOE SHINE STAND: THREE SEATS, THREE ASHTRAYS ON ELEGANT STANDS separated by THREE MAGAZINE RACKS of well worked and attended wood; just north of the window and south of the main entrance to THE CLUB.

 

SOUND:  PEOPLE TALKING, LAUGHING, TRAFFIC, THE AIRPLANE, GULLS, THE BREEZE, THE SURF.

 

CUT TO

 

6    INT            BLUE ROSE’S THEATRE         BACK STAGE         DAY                                      6

 

The stage is rather small and lays out into the audience area runway style.

 

MAUREEN turns to us, rolling her hips and gesturing for us to “come on.”

 

FADE TO

 

7          INT                  DAY    MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM      DAY                                      7

           

MAUREEN and her audience are on a small screen set between two doors, she  turns to face us from the screen.

 

To one side of screen there is a PEDESTAL supporting an old-fashioned, free-standing, claw-legged, BATH TUB.  The bath tub, bright white, is surrounded by deep lavender and light pink TOWELS, BATH SALTS, exotic SOAPS, fashion MAGAZINES and BOOKS.  A small RACK holds a variety of lavender, pink and white towels and DRESSING GOWNS.  Near the towel rack a FLOOR LAMP stretches its arm above, then turns elegantly down to cast light onto the tub.

 

Across the inner sanctum from the bath tub another PEDESTAL supports a DAY BED.  The bed is made up in deep lavender and light pinks.  It is covered with PILLOWS of lace and satin, boxes of expensive CHOCOLATES and more MAGAZINES.

 

Above the bed a large HOOK holds a child’s floating BEACH TOY.  The type that goes around the child’s waist.  This one is brightly colored and has a horse’s head.

 

The SCREEN flickers, MAUREEN disappears to be replaced by images of Ocean Drive.

 

SOUND:  A HORRIBLE GROAN.

MAURICE is seated at a lavender pink and white VANITY.  MAURICE has his dark hair in a pony tail and wears a deep lavender dressing gown.  He moans and groans while going through a huge collection of  make up.  The moans become more frequent and louder.  The vanity continues the lavender, pink and white motif.

 

On SCREEN, MAUREEN walks into the outdoor scene and starts to grow.

 

MAURICE, still groaning, crosses  towards the screen.

 

THE SCREEN dissolves into floor-to-ceiling, door-to-door book shelves as MAURICE approaches it.

 

MAURICE slides one the of the shelves aside to reveal bottles, storage bags, vials and other containers within.  Finding nothing to please him, he slides the shelf back into place and goes back to the vanity.

 

THE SCREEN reappears, now with tourist style advertising,  Miami Beach Tourism:  streets lined with palm trees, large hotels, men in uniforms meet and greet guests.

 

MAURICE

No! No!  They saw!  He saw! I saw, you saw, he she or it saw-.

 

MAURICE reaches into a drawer of the vanity to find something beneath BOTTLES of NAIL POLISH, COTTON SWABS and various fashionable

PERFUMES and after much searching finds a GUN.  Unfamiliar and uncomfortable with the gun, MAURICE moves to the center of the room then, points it at one and then another part of MAURICE, groaning and moaning as if to punctuate his thoughts.

 

MAURICE

–we saw, you saw-. They! Saw-!

 

MOISE

(VOS)

-It’s okay, mister.  I’m not going to die-

 

SOUND:  THE GUN GOES OFF.

 

MOISE peers out over the edge of the tub seemingly unfazed.

 

MOISE

-if that’s what you’re worried about.

MAURICE

Oh! Oh, my! You gave me quite a start!

 

MOISE

So, this is heaven!

 

MAURICE

Well, it is my inner sanctum.  I am so glad you appreciate it-.

 

MAURICE flaps the gun around hoping it will disappear.

 

MOISE

You might as well put the gun down.  You can’t kill yourself, you’re an angel.

 

MAURICE

Nobody’s ever called me that before.  Hum, look, do you remember seeing me?

 

MOISE

I still am seeing you.

 

MAURICE

Yeah.  Well, before.

 

MOISE

Before what?

 

MAURICE

Do you remember seeing me on stage?

 

MOISE

You were on stage?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

                                                            MAURICE

You were on stage.

 

MOISE

Me!?

 

                        MAURICE

No.  No! Don’t get up!

 

THE SCREEN FLICKERS then shows MAUREEN as seen by her audience. She is obviously coaxing someone on from back stage.  MOISE enters wearing a sweet little white dress several sizes too big, white heels several sizes too big, and a blonde curly wig several sizes too big.  MOISE stops upstage of MAUREEN and, evidently, starts to sing.

MAURICE

Such poise.

 

MOISE

I’m going to throw up.

 

MAURICE

Such grace.

 

MOISE

She doesn’t look that happy.

 

On THE SCREEN MAUREEN and MOISE start dancing.  THE AUDIENCE is laughing and clapping.

 

                                                            MAURICE

Well, you completely upstaged her! What were you thinking about?

 

SOUND:  AN OLD REEL-TO-REEL FILM BREAKS AND FLAPS.

 

THE SCREEN images flicker and seem to be fighting to stay on.

 

MOISE

Moving like Shirley Temple, singing like Alfalfa, and getting the fuck off that stage!

 

THE SCREEN now shows MOISE dancing in BOYS UNDERWEAR.  MOISE climbs the ladder and pops off the stage through a seam in the back curtains.

 

THE AUDIENCE is clapping and laughing.

 

MAURICE

Watch your mouth.

 

 

 

FADE TO

 

8  EXT             LUMMIS PARK                     THE DANCE              DAY                                      8

 

MOISE walks through LUMMIS PARK towards Ocean Drive.  MOISE is amazed that AL is speaking to her and as he speaks her amazements grows. 

His speech becomes background music for THE DANCE.

 

AL and ALICE are walking towards her.

 

AL speaks as MOISE seems about to walk by.

 

                        AL

Hey! You!

 

                        MOISE

Me?

 

                        AL

Yeah! You! I have a bone to pick with you!

 

            MOISE

What did I do?

 

            AL

Nut’ in’.  Yet.  That’s why I wan’na talk to you.

What they’re doing isn’t right!  Now I understand

what I do and that what I do isn’t everybody’s cup of tea in a glass.  As they say.

    I been dancing for way over fifty years.  What can you say you done that long?

 

            MOISE

Nothing.

                        FADE TO

 

9  INT              BLUE ROSE’S THEATRE                                                      DAY                          9

 

SPOTLIGHTS jump about trying to stay on MOISE darting, rhythmically,  around on stage,  throwing pieces of her costume to the audience until she’s left dancing in her, BOYS, UNDERWEAR.

 

CUT TO

 

 

 

10  INT                        THE CLUB                  THEATRE                  DAY                                    10

 

MAUREEN, MARLA, OUR BUDDY, BRAT, AL and UNCLE SIR are on stage in various costumes.

 

MAUREEN is outraged.

                       

                        MAUREEN

It has been over a month and that little brat has still not signed a contract. Who has been working on her? And why haven’t you done your jobs?

 

CUT TO

 

11   EXT                      FRAT HOUSE                                                            NIGHT                    11                       

Palms dot the well manicured back lawn of the FRAT HOUSE.

 

JAY, NICKIE, PHIL, DAVE, DAVID, ARTY and  MARK stand in a line facing seven other FRAT BROTHERS.  They are holding lit torches.

 

BRAT stands aside at attention. He holds a flugle horn awaiting a nod from

 

TOM standing at one end, between the lines of TORCH BEARERS, nods.

 

BRAT plays.

 

SOUND: flugle horn solo; “Polly Wally Doodle All the Day.”

 

MOISE, wrapped in a green lace curtain, walks between the lines of torch bearers towards TOM.

 

TOM

You kept me from making the biggest mistake of my life.

 

MOISE

Me?

 

CUT TO

 

12   EXT          COLLINS and 11th St.  Miami Beach                                                   DAY            12

 

TOM sits on bus bench he is very withdrawn.

 

MOISE paces.

 

A red traffic light hangs over an empty intersection.

 

                                                MOISE

                        It just isn’t fair.

 

                                                TOM

Haven’t you noticed? Life isn’t fair! Grow up.  Sign the contract, and stop whining?

 

                        MOISE

I’m not ever going to sign that contract.  And you’re the one getting creamed.

 

TOM                                      

A delightful turn of phrase.   . . . How so?

 

MOISE

Where I see so much beauty, you have only pain.

 

TOM

It isn’t all pain.

 

CUT TO

 

13        INT      BLUE ROSE’S THEATRE                                                      DAY                        13

 

MAUREEN is amused by MOISE.

 

JOE, ALICE, TOM, JIM and ROSE are laughing clapping and carrying on in the audience.

 

THE AUDIENCE is thrilled.

 

UNCLE SIR,  on stage, plays the grand piano.

 

SOUND:  MUSIC; piano “Good Ship Lollipop,” clapping, cat calls, wolf whistles.

 

MAURICE

            (VOS)

And please explain, why the hurry? They loved you.  You didn’t even show up out front to thank them.

 

MOISE

            (VOS)

You have to thank people for loving you?

 

MAURICE

            (VOS)

Oh, of course, honey, an audience is a very fickle kind of thing, No matter how unintentional, if they feel slighted, they stop coming.  They stop filling those seats.

       Everything I have I owe to them.  I can’t thank them enough.

 

MOISE

            (VOS)

You enjoy it.

 

CUT TO

 

14                    EXT     LUMMIS PARK THE DANCE                                                          DAY            14

 

AL, ALICE and MOISE among the groups of people.

 

AL

That’s right! Nut’ in’!  I started dancing when I was sixteen years old! I had to lie about my age.  But they weren’t as ticklish about them things in those days.  I was good at it and I was fortunate.  There ain’t a house between the Pocono’s and  the Berkshires- -and on my map that includes the Catskills, though that ain’t necessarily how it looks on anybody else’s map-  -I’m telling you there’s not a stage in any of those three states and you can include New Jersey! Not one house worthy of the name Burlesque where I haven’t danced!

 

ALICE

That’s right!

 

                        FADE TO

 

14  EXT  DAY             PATIO                                                                                             14

 

A small dining area, two three tables, adjacent to an entrance to THE CLUB.  A vined fence runs along the back portion.  One side is defined by a multicolored,

hibiscus hedge which turns at the Ocean Drive sidewalk leading back towards The Club to end at a white picked fence.  A trellis, covered with passion flowers and housing a gate, is centered in the picket fence.  The picket fence continues to the outer wall of The Club.

 

SOUND:  PIANO; “’Til There Was You.”

 

ROSE and MOISE dance.

 

TOM rushes in shaking his finger at MOISE.   ROSE and MOISE laugh.  TOM’S finger becomes a fist, ROSE reaches out, taking TOM by the fist and leading him towards The Club.

 

CUT TO

 

15   INT   DAY           MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM                  DAY                                    15

 

MAURICE and MOISE are as they were.

 

ON THE SCREEN images from the stage continue.

        MMAU

MAURICE

The stage? I love it.  It’s my life. I am first, last and always a man of the theatre.

 

MOISE

That’s really beautiful.

           

                                                            MAURICE

Truth be known we waited around thinking you’d be out to ask for Brat’s job-.

 

MOISE

-Me!? What’s Brat’s job?

 

On THE SCREEN MAUREEN has given up on cajoling MOISE.  She evidently starts a monologue.  The audience loves her, laughing, clapping and calling to her.  MOISE, still up on the ladder,  pops her head through a seam in the curtain and speaks to the audience.

 

MAURICE studies THE SCREEN.

 

MAURICE

That’s Brat’s job.

 

MOISE

I’m not going to do that again! Oh!  No! I remember.  It’s very vague.

 

FADE TO

16  EXT                       LUMMIS PARK                     THE DANCE              DAY                       16

 

AL, ALICE and MOISE move rhythmically through the dance.

 

AL

I tell you I am fortunate! I am blessed! I am happy and I know it! One Thursday night over forty years ago I looked out across an audience- -at Sullivan’s, this was- -and I seen the most beautiful girl in the world!

    She was there the next night.  And the next!  And then on Saturday she came to the matinee! By that time the other guys were teasing me.  You know “There’s your girl, Al!” “She’s here to see you!” Oh yeah! Yeah! She was that pretty! They made that big a fuss! And me the shortest, ugliest guy in the bunch, when I have my own face on.

   By Saturday night even I had figured out that the beautiful new Stage Door Johnny wanted to meet me.  When I sauntered out of the dressing room, there she was.  So, I says, “Wan’na you and me go someplace and have a bite?”

  But my mind was already giving me an idea of how crazy it was! “What will her parents say?”

  I didn’t have long to wait to find out.  I didn’t even have a car to take her out.  She says “That’s all right my parents do!”

  They had a room, well a bungalow really, right there at Sullivan’s and we walked over to ask about

the car.  I can tell you I was more than a little nervous along that walk.

  It was already well after midnight when we got there.  Her folks looked up.  Her mother takes one look at me and smiles, “Honey, you did it!”

  “Did what?” I asked.

  Her dad says “You!” He smiles and hands over the car keys.

  I don’t remember Alice, did you actually ask for them?

 

ALICE

Oh! Al!

 

 

FADE TO

17        EXT                                         THE PATIO                                        DAY                        17

 

ROSE and MOISE sit at one of the round tables holding hands.

 

Three empty salad plates and three empty goblets are set on the table.

 

JOE enters carrying a serving tray.

 

JOE

You seem so happy.

 

                                                ROSE

Yes.

 

                                                JOE

This seems to call for a ritual.

 

                                                MOISE

Yes.

 

                                                JOE

                                    (Noticing the three plates.)

I didn’t realize you wanted me to join you.

 

ROSE

Yes.

 

                        JOE

Ah, well.  Then allow me to offer a few words to this occasion.

(Moving the wine and bread to the table.)

                                    This seems a bit like the Christian ritual of communion.

 

MOISE

Yes.

 

JOE

I see.  So.  “A loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou

beside me in the wilderness.  And wilderness is paradise enough.”

JOE sits at the empty place setting, breaking the bread, etc.

 

ROSE moves her plate and goblet to the empty seat and shares MOISE’S.

 

JOE

Shall I pour, here?

 

                        MOISE

Yes.

 

JOE

I don’t think He’s coming.

 

                                                ROSE

                        Yes.

 

JOE pours, then breaks the bread.  They eat and sip the wine.

 

SOUND:  SCRATCHING deeper than nails on a chalkboard.

 

COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS rests his surfboard on the picket fence and, smiling, takes the empty seat.

 

                        FADE TO

 

18   EXT          LUMMIS PARK                     THE DANCE              DAY                                    18

 

            AL, ALICE and MOISE move within the dance.

 

AL

"Oh! Al!" Before that night was over I knew I was soon to be a married man!

  What more can a man ask for! I have a family that loves me! And I have always been able to do what I love to do!

  Up ‘til then I had been a vagabond.  As a single man I could survive from job to job.  Most of my money went for costumes and make up.  I spent a small fortune on wigs.  I took the subway, busses, trains and truth be known I even hitch hiked.  Any thing I had to do to get to where there was work.

  But not as a man with a family.  She arranged for me to have a job with her at the Lady’s Garment

Workers.  And there I was for thirty years five days a week.  Over time.  Sure I worked over time sometimes sixty hours a week.  It I did it in those five days, sometimes going in at four in the morning!

  Friday, Saturday and Sunday were mine! Those three days I didn’t miss a show, and my wife came with me! How do you think  that felt! The most beautiful girl in the world is mine! And she’s here with me!

 

ALICE

Oh Al!

 

19   INT           BLUE ROSE’S THEATRE                  DAY                                                            19

 

MAUREEN is receiving audience ovations.

 

THE AUDIENCE loves her.

 

SOUND: laughing, clapping whistles.

 

MOISE, still up on the ladder,  pops her head through a seam in the curtain and speaks to the audience.

 

MAURICE

(VOS)

Now! There! Do you remember what you said?

 

MOISE

“If human rights aren’t for everyone, there are no human rights.”

 

CUT TO

 

20   INT   DAY           MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM                  DAY                                    20

 

MAURICE rapidly approaches the bath tub.

 

MAURICE

Why would you say a thing like that in a comedy routine?

 

THE SCREEN goes from a sweep of the audience to blank, then dissolves into the bookcase.

 

MOISE

When would I have another chance to say it to that big a group of grown ups? That monologue was so hateful- -I couldn’t believe they were laughing.

 

MAURICE turns the chair at the vanity to face MOISE, then very royally, seats himself.

 

MAURICE

I understand what you’re saying.  I don’t disagree.  I don’t understand men well enough to know why,

but they eat that up.  The more obnoxious and demanding, the more they like it.  They sit out there laughing and clapping.  They stay after the show for a couple of drinks.  They come for dinner.  They bring friends.  They laugh and clap and money falls out of their pockets.  They pay my bills.  They pay the bills of all of the friends you’ve been coming around to visit for the last several weeks.

 

MOISE

You own The Club.

 

MAURICE

I have partners.  . . . I’m not sure I’ve ever had a moment like that one the stage! They loved you! You could have done anything!

 

MOISE

Puking may have curtailed their bliss.

 

MAURICE

May have.  Look, honey, we have to talk about this.  Maureen thought we would have settled it by now.  But, in view of more recent events, there are other things we need to settle first. Did you let the water down?

 

MOISE

Yes.  It was getting cold.

 

MAURICE

Grab that lavender dressing gown and get it on.  Can you get it?

 

MOISE pulls the lavender dressing gown into the tub.

 

MAURICE

There.  Now, if you’re comfortable, you can sit in the tub.  But, if you’d like you can get out and sit-

(MAURICE looks for a seat to suggest.)

–on the stairs.  Can I go on while you get comfortable?

 

MOISE

I’d be most comfortable at home.

 

MAURICE

Well, now, that’s one of the things we have to discuss! I didn’t know there were special homes for wayward dwarves.

 

MOISE

They’re right across the street from the special homes for wayward giants!

 

MOISE sits on the edge of the bath pedestal, legs dangling.

 

MAURICE sits, decoratively, on the chair near the vanity.

 

MAURICE

Okay, all right.  I resemble that retort.  Still, you may as well know there has been more than a little speculation out front as to weather you’re a kid or an elf-, -No, that’s not what I mean . . . midget.  Are you a midget?

 

MOISE

I’m a kid.

 

MAURICE

How old are you?

 

MOISE

One hundred six on my last birthday.

 

MAURICE

So, you are a midget.

 

MOISE

No.  I’m a very old kid.

 

MAURICE

Not bad.  Not bad.  Are you ready? Can I go on? Good.  . . .  Where does one story end and another begin?  . . . Or do they just overlap and continue?

 

THE SCREEN  reappears with a flash of clouds then, goes blank.

 

MOISE curls comfortably and waits to hear the story.

 

MAURICE

Did you do that?

 

MOISE

What?

 

MAURICE

Let me start like this:  in ancient times, well- -some ancient peoples believed that if you save another person’s life, that other person belongs to you forever-.

 

MOISE

(Sitting up.)

People can’t own people, isn’t that what human rights are about? I don’t want anything from you.

 

MAURICE

Aw, you’re just saying that because you looked out over the edge of my tub and saw me playing around with the gun.  . . . Well, if that’s the way you want to be.  Some ancient people might believe that you

had some kind of claim on me, too.  . . . The sooner you start talking, the sooner we can come to some kind of an agreement.  . . . Look, honey, I understand.  You’re in over your head and you don’t know quite what to do.  You’ve been where you have no right to be and you’ve seen what nobody else has seen!

 

MOISE

Me !? I have!?

 

THE SCREEN reappears with MAUREEN’S big, scary face changing emotions as it grows larger and larger.  For a few moments we get a wet kiss.  Then, MAUREEN fills the screen, she gives us a hip roll and a “come on” gesture.

 

MAURICE

“Me ! I have . . .!?” How can you sit there and look bewildered?

 

MOISE

What just happened?

 

MAURICE

Just tell me, how did you get into this room?

 

Pointing to where the screen was, MOISE heads for the stairs.

 

                                                            MOISE

What just happened!?

 

CHARLES enters through one of the doors near where the screen was.  He wears

yellow jams with big red polka dots.  CHARLES, very surprised to see MOISE, awaits an explanation.

 

MAURICE

You saw.  . . . Okay.  Look, I can explain.  . . .

Ah. . . That’s my thought projector.  I project my thoughts on it.  It helps to see what I’m thinking.   So . . ! Now,  Nobody’s ever been in

this room, but me and-! You shrug!? You have the nerve to shrug!? Just exactly what are you on!?

 

MAURICE crosses the room to open the bookshelf.

 

MOISE

Excuse me?

 

MAURICE

See here! I have at least one sample of every drug known to man! And now, don’t you look at me that way! I have prescriptions.  At least- . . .  -twenty per cent of these are legal.  And even the others don’t matter! I happen to be under doctor’s care! I am insane and I have a certificate to prove it!

 

MOISE

I didn’t know they gave out certificates in that!

 

MAURICE

Let me do the humor.  . . . Now, tell me, how did you get into this room?

 

MOISE

I don’t know what to tell you, mister.  I don’t know anything.

 

MAURICE

Humility is a virtue, stupidity is lethal.  You are sitting in a locked room- -did you know this room is

 locked? It’s also soundproof.  You are talking to someone you don’t know, or am I wrong about that? Have we met?

 

MOISE

I don’t believe so.  I’ve probably seen you on the beach.  We haven’t been formally introduced.

 

MAURICE

You can call me Maurice.  Nobody else does. When is the first time you remember seeing me?

 

MOISE

When I woke up and looked over the edge of the tub.

 

CHARLES

How can you sit there and calmly accept all of this? You’re locked in a sound-proof room, don’t you understand? We are complete strangers! I am close to seven feet tall! I weigh nearly three hundred pounds! I am a bright pink creature with big blue eyes! Do you know what my stage name is?

 

MOISE

No.

 

CHARLES

When you find out, please, do remember, the best name for a three-hundred pound, seven foot, bright-

pink performer with big, blue eyes was taken well before I took to the stage!

 

CHARLES charges around the room oinking, then suddenly quivers, wrapping his arms around himself as though in fear.

 

MOISE

Are you all right?

 

MAURICE

No! I am not all right! You are the scariest damn person I have ever met!

 

MOISE

Me? I’m scary?  . . . Aw, I’m sorry.  My memory’s always been like this.  . . . I come unstuck in time.

 

MAURICE

Ah ha!

 

CUT TO

 

21   EXT          LUMMIS PARK         THE DANCE                          DAY                            21       

 

Al, ALICE and MOISE move rhythmically through the dance.

 

                        AL

Don’t you think anybody notices the things you do around here? You talk to the life guard, the kid who loses his ball, the Rabbi, the man who gets his wallet stolen, and the kid who stole the wallet.  You talk to Zeke and the beat cop.  Cass, Our Buddy and that Brit she married.

 

                        ALICE

Rose.

 

                        MOISE

She’s beautiful.

 

                        ALICE

She is.

 

                        AL

And yet you don’t see what you got.  . . . Well, I’ll give you a hint.  You got “miles and miles and miles of” it, kid.

 

                        ALICE

She’s confused.

 

                        AL

I’m helping her with that.  . . .  Look, all I’m trying to tell you is, “don’t let the bastards get you down!”

 

                        ALICE

Oh, Al.

 

                        AL

Oh, Al? Oh, yeah!  It’s a quotation! You recognize that quotation? How far did you carry that screaming kid for that old Eastern European woman  who won’t even look you in the eyes on  a normal day while she sits here with her community?

 

                        MOISE

Not very far.

 

                        ALICE

Five blocks.  I counted.

 

                        AL

That’s right.  ‘ old woman couldn’t even walk.

 

CUT TO

 

22        EXT                 RESIDENTIAL SIDE STREET                       DAY                                    22

 

ALICE wears pastel petal pushers and a flowered top with three quarter sleeves.  She helps THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN walk down an apartment lined side street.

 

THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN is struggling with an intense conflict.  She has been taught all of her life that people like ALICE and MOISE are vile.  Unable to help herself, she leans heavily on ALICE.  She wears a flowing skirt with a dark print and a long sleeved very loose fitting blouse.  She has a kerchief covering much of her hair.  Her legs are swollen and wrapped in elastic sports bandages.  

MOISE in some mismatched variation of checks and flowers carries THE HOWLING TODDLER wears a formal suit with shorts.  He has side locks and wears a yarmulke.  MOISE carries THE HOWLING TODDLER up the stairs to the foyer of one of the buildings and rings a bell.

 

                        ALICE

            (VOS)

Oh, Al!

 

                        AL

            (VOS)

See, she knows.  About the rest of that stuff, kid you got a good head on your shoulders.  When you want to you’ll figure it out.  Oh! Oh, I see! That’s not what you’re talking about!

 

A YOUNGER WOMAN comes to the door takes HOWLING TODDLER from MOISE indicates that MOISE should wait and goes back inside.

 

ALICE is helping THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN up the stairs.

 

On the landing THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN frees herself from ALICE and struggles past MOISE to lean on the railing.

 

MOISE turns to head down the stairs to ALICE.

 

ALICE

You’re not going to wait?

 

THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN makes a harking sound.

 

                                                MOISE

                        Do you need help going in?      

 

                        ALICE

There might be a tip.

 

                        MOISE

We’re supposed to help each other.

 

THE EASTERN EUROPEN WOMAN makes a harking sound.  MOISE heads for the stairs.  THE EASTERN EUROPEAN WOMAN takes MOISE by the arm, pulls her over and very determinedly plants a kiss on MOISE’S cheek.

 

CUT TO

23   EXT                      DAY                THE DANCE                                                                      23

 

AL and ALICE as before, MOISE holds her cheek.

 

AL

Oh! She gave you a kiss!

 

                        MOISE

Don’t you know how hard that was for her!  It’s  gift!

 

                        AL

Come ‘ere to me!

 

                        MOISE

What?

 

                        ALICE

Oh, Al.

 

                                    FADE TO

 

24   INT           MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM                  DAY                                                24

 

CHARLES studies himself in the mirror of the vanity.  MAURICE and MOISE

are as before.

 

MOISE

Ah ha?

 

CHARLES

Ah ha.

 

MAURICE

That happens to people who use a lot of drugs.

 

MAURICE returns to the open bookcase. 

 

MOISE

It also happens to people who have seen a lot of violence.

 

MAURICE

Just exactly what combination- -You’re a midget, how much violence would you know . . ?

                        CHARLES

Something like this has happened to you before.

Do you often “wake up” to find yourself in someone else’s bath?

 

MOISE

Nothing happens exactly the same way twice.

 

MAURICE

I see.  All right then, can you tell me the first thing that happened?

 

MOISE

No.

 

MAURICE

How did it start?

 

MOISE

God created heaven and Earth?

 

MAURICE

Not that far back . . . Though that would explain, “So, this is heaven!” And, “You’re an angel!”

 

                        CHARLES

Don’t you know how hurtful this conversation is?

 

                        MAURICE

I do know! Exactly that.  He already walks around telling people he’s a girl, if  he won’t confront the truth now, she’ll end up like us-.

 

                        MOISE

-Part owner of a club-?

 

                        CHARLES

-All this talk about heaven and angels-.  It’s hurtful to me.

 

                        MAURICE

Well-.

 

                        CHARLES

Though I am absolutely certain one of my many personalities is in fact the baby Jesus.  He’s not ever going to come out and talk to me.  I haven’t even been baptized.

 

                        MOISE

That’s easy.

 

                        MAURICE

You just want our guest to know you have more personalities that I have.  I only have the two:  her and me-.

 

                        CHARLES

You’re married.

 

                        MAURICE

To her, that is me-.

 

                                                CHARLES

Marriage is one of the sacraments.

 

                        MOISE

Baptism is easier.

 

                        CHARLES

You gotta’ have a lot of credentials and nobody who has them is willing to baptize me.

 

                        MOISE

John the Baptist didn’t have a lot of credentials.

 

                        CHARLES

He was family.

 

                        MAURICE

I never heard that.

 

                        MOISE

Do you really want to be baptized?

 

                        CHARLES

Yes! What do I have  do?

 

                        MOISE

Have faith.

 

                        CHARLES

Okay.

 

                        MOISE

Leap.

 

FADE TO

 

25   EXT          THE OCEAN                                                  DAY                                    25

 

MOISE floats sitting in the water.

 

CHARLES rises from the deep sputtering.

 

                        MOISE

Do you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savor?

 

                        CHARLES

I guess so.

                                                                                                                       

CUT TO

 

26  INT            MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM      DAY                                                26

 

MAURICE, CHARLES and MOISE in tableau, same positions as before the leap,  except that CHARLES and MOISE are dripping wet.

 

MOISE

After all of that, you have the nerve to say, “I guess so?”

 

                        CHARLES

Not good enough.

 

                        MAURICE

Not good enough at all.

 

                        CHARLES

Can we try again.

 

                        MOISE

Do you really want to.

 

                        CHARLES

Yes.

                        CUT TO

 

27   EXT          THE OCEAN                                                  DAY                                    27

 

MOISE floats sitting in the water.  CHARLES rises from the deep.

 

                        MOISE

Do you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savor?

 

                        CHARLES

Yes.

 

CUT TO

 

28   EXT   SOUTH BEACH    THE DANCE FROM THE WATER                           DAY            28

 

All individuals and groups are visible.

 

COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS, a boy about 8, carries his surfboard over his shoulder as he toddles along the wall.

 

MAURICE jogs towards COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS.

 

INDIVIDUALS and groups move towards COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS.

 

SOUND:  Voices calling, “Emanuel” and “Jesus,” in many accents as more and more people follow COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS.

 

COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS hops off the wall and toddles toward the sand where he selects a place to rest his surfboard. He turns to look at the approaching crowd then, with hip rolls and “come on” gestures much like Maureen’s, he heads into the water.

 

FADE TO

 

29  EXT    LUMMIS PARK DANCE SEEN FROM THE WALL          DAY                                29

 

All individuals and groups.

 

THE RABBI walks towards MOISE on the sidewalk.  When they meet, MOISE nods.

 

RABBI

Your friend seems to think that young man is the Messiah.

 

                        MOISE

Yes.

CUT TO

 

30   EXT                      THE BEACH FROM THE SIDEWALK             DAY                    30                                   

COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS uses his surf board as table in the water as he happily talks to the crowd of people gathered around him.

 

                                                            THE RABBI

            (VOS)

I know the family.  That young man is Jewish.

 

31  EXT    LUMMIS PARK SEEN FROM THE WALL                     DAY                                    31

 

THE RABBI and MOISE as before.

 

                        MOISE

Isn’t He supposed to be?

 

THE RABBI LAUGHS.

 

CUT TO

 

32   INT      MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM          DAY                                                            32

 

CHARLES is seated at the vanity.

 

MOISE on the stairs to the tub.

 

MAURICE continues as though there had been no interruption.

 

                        MAURICE

Isn’t there something a little more recent?  Uh huh.  Well.  When and why did you leave The Club.

 

MOISE

The club?

 

MAURICE

The building we’re in.  . . . the stage? What were you doing on that stage in the first place?

 

MOISE

Oh! Brat wants to get out of his contract.

 

MAURICE

Brat’s contract is with me.

 

MOISE

Oh.  Well.  Hi, you!

 

MAURICE

We’ll get back to Brat and his problems, unless, of course you want to fulfill his contract for him-.

 

MOISE

-No, no, not at all!

 

                                                            MAURICE

For example, how did you get into my inner sanctum?

 

                        MOISE

I have no idea.

 

                        MAURICE

And that doesn’t seem to trouble you at all.

 

                        MOISE

I’m Fay.

 

                        CHARLES

Well now.  That explains everything!

 

                        MAURICE

Why would you chose this point to offer an introduction? Oh, all right! If that’s what you want me to call you-.

 

                        MOISE

You can if you want to, nobody else does!  Look, mister, Fay isn’t my name-!

 

                        CHARLES

I see! Oh, silly us! A blade trying to break into show business via the burlesque stage-.

 

                        MOISE

-I beg your pardon!?

 

                        MAURICE

Why, that’s unusual enough to be a cliché!

 

                        MOISE

I told you, I don’t use drugs.

 

                        CHARLES

We all say that.  It’s all right.

 

                        MAURICE

It’s all right.

 

                        CHARLES

There’s still much to be explained.

 

CUT TO

 

33   EXT                      FRAT HOUSE                                    NIGHT                                            33

 

SOUND:  Solo flugle horn;  “Tennessee Waltz.”

 

BRAT is playing the flugle horn.

 

TOM and MOISE and the frat brothers dance.

 

                                                FADE TO

 

34   INT           MAURICE’S INNER SANCUM                                DAY                        34

 

CHARLES practices twirling at the mirror.

 

MAURICE studies MOISE.

 

MOISE seems to return from wool gathering.

 

                        MOISE

I don’t want Brat’s job.  Brat doesn’t want Brat’s job, either.

 

THE SCREEN reappears projecting clouds, close and from above.

 

                                                            MAURICE

                                    Hay-!

 

THE SCREEN vanishes.

 

                        MAURICE

You can’t do that!

 

                        MOISE

Sorry.

 

                        MAURICE

You have to understand, its mine! I’ve worked all of my life for it! You can’t just cancel whatever

flight you were on,  land in the bathtub and expect to take over!

   On the other hand, we aren’t making very much progress talking to each other.  Please, Fay, make yourself at- -well as comfortable as possible.  I just want to ask a few questions.

  Good, that’s good.  Now, where did you go when you left the stage?

 

                        MOISE

I went to the beach.

 

On THE SCREEN MOISE runs through the dance across the sand to the water.

 

                        MAURICE

Why . . ? Well, no, lets not try that.

 

THE SCREEN goes blank,  Then, projects MAURICE’ thoughts.

 

                        MAURICE

You pulled your face back through the curtain and found you were still on the utility ladder.

 

                        MOISE

It was dark.  I could hardly see.  It didn’t help at all that the hall was painted black.  Why would anyone do that?

 

                        CHARLES

Haven’t you ever been in a theatre before!? That wasn’t a hallway. You were between the tormentor and the back of the stage.  There’s a curtain next to the back-stage wall-.

 

                        MOISE

-Why?

 

                        CHARLES

So the audience doesn’t get bored and sit there counting the bricks! Why!? Why!?

   You did, through your own valiant effort, negotiate the utility ladder, what then?

 

                        MOISE

I couldn’t find a restroom in the restaurant, so I found Brat’s dressing room and got changed.  You know, there’s not a bathroom in there!?

 

                        MAURICE

Life is so unkind!   Now, are you telling me, you exited the stage and strolled through the dining area of the theatre?

 

ON SCREEN, MOISE wanders between the service area and the table area of an upscale restaurant.  She is wearing boys underwear.

 

                        MOISE

I guess so.

CUT TO

 

35   INT                       THE SERVICE AREA OF THE CLUB                       DAY                        35

 

To our right, SWINGING DOORS to the kitchen.  Directly ahead AN ARCH.  To our left an arrangement of ROUND DINING TABLES occupied by CELEBRITIES and people dressed up as celebrities, these guests can be from any period of time.  We keep MOVING.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

That, my dear, is close to unforgivable, a mortal sin! Have you no regard for dramatic conventions!?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

My stomach was tossing worse than before, and by then I had to pee furiously-.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

So you sailed passed seven Ann Southerns, six or seven Jayne Meadows, five or six Audrey Meadows, five Ralph Crandons, no fewer than four Cassius Clays, Thomas Lanier Williams, James A. Ryder, Frank Sinatra, Eva Gabor and- -I have never gotten an accurate count on Marilynns,  Waynes, Flynns- -You didn’t notice any of that?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

I did notice Jacky Gleason.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

I mentioned Ralph Crandon.-

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

-I’m talking about Jacky Gleason, at a table by himself near the door.  I waved to him on my way out.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Civil of you.  There are four restrooms in the theatre, two in the lobby, and two more in the breakfast nook.

CUT TO

 

36   INT           THE LOBBY AREA OF THE CLUB              DAY                                        36       

 

Posh, quite posh.  Curving walls lead to doors, chairs here and there.  CELERITIES and CELEBRITY look-a-likes stream towards us through all available doors.   We keep moving.  They seem to form lines leading everywhere.

 

SOUND:  PEOPLE laughing, clapping and talking.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

I didn’t know about the others, but I tried both of the restrooms in the lobby-.  There were millions of people lined up for both of them.

 

                        MAURICE

(VOS)

You had to puke, what the hell did you care who else was there?

 

                        MOISE

(VOS)

The people in them cared.  I couldn’t believe the lines were that long.  And the people were all decked out in furs and- -who were those people!?

 

                        MAURICE

(VOS)

This is a burlesque house honey! People often come in costumes.  It’s the opposite of a “come as you are,” party.  You come as who you want to be.  Why didn’t you just say you had to use the toilet?

 

                        MOISE

(VOS)

Isn’t that why they were all lined up? I thought about trying to make an announcement, but I would have had to shout over all of their conversations, and I decided that my yelling, “clear the way I’m going to throw up,” would probably clear the place out in a way management would fail to appreciate.

 

                                                                                                                                    CUT TO

 

37   EXT                      SOUTH BEACH FROM THE WALL DAY                                        37

 

The layers of action continue.  MOISE rushes through to the water.

 

MAURICE

(VOS)

So, you decided to go over and give the tourists a thrill, and those who missed the actual event would have something lovely to walk through!

 

MOISE

(VOS)

Not at all.  If I puked on the sand, someone would call an ambulance.  I ran straight to the shoreline, dropped my shoes and took a shallow dive-

 

                        MAURICE

(VOS)

-Um um! Uh, no.  First, we didn’t find any shoes with you, and second, everyone knows you can’t shallow dive there, the water’s not deep enough,

 

MOISE turns to look at us, then freezes to glare at us, then does the hip roll and starts waving us towards her.

                       

                        MOISE

That’s why it’s called a shallow dive?  Maybe I could show you how.

 

MOISE dives.

 

CUT TO

 

38      EXT                   MIAMI  BEACH         SEEN FROM THE SAND                  DAY           38

 

MOISE in flowered shorts and a clashing, plaid halter, floats with her hands under her head.

           

MAURICE suddenly breaks the surface coughing and sputtering.

 

                        MAURICE

What happened?

 

                        MOISE

Too steep an angle, perhaps-?

 

                        MAURICE

-How did we get here-?

 

                        MOISE

-Get out and try again-.

 

MAURICE

How did we get here!?

 

                        MOISE

The same way everyone else did! Now get out and try again!

 

                        MAURICE

You’re ordering me out of the ocean!?

                       

SOUND:  A WHIMSICAL MELODIC “POP,” A sequence of notes on a steel drum.

 

CUT TO

 

39   INT           MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM                  DAY                                                39

 

            CHARLES is more flustered, but otherwise, is as before the swim.

 

MOISE, seated on the floor of the pedestal, continues as tough the interruption hadn’t happened, soaking wet.

 

MAURICE is  soaking wet.

 

                                                            MAURICE

                                    What just happened?

 

MOISE

I stayed under until I got away from people, did what I had to do, grabbed my shoes and headed to the fresh water shower.  Then I sat on the wall to dry off.

   The first time I saw the beach I knew I had found heaven! The sun to toast me.  The breeze to cool me!  The bay, an arm of the ocean to rock me in its arms until I fall asleep! And people! People from everywhere! The dance!

 

THE THOUGHT PROJECTION SCREEN fills with people dressed in the many fashions of tourists from various parts of the world and the many fashions of people who have lived and worked on the island we now call Miami Beach.

 

CUT TO

 

40   EXT                                  THE PARK SEEN FROM THE SAND          DAY                        40

 

ALL groups and individuals.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Don’t the people at the home worry about you?

 

CUT TO

 

41   INT           MAURICE’ INNER SANCTUM        DAY                                                            41

 

THE THOUGHT SCREEN flickers. Then continues to display various images of OCEAN DRIVE, then CLOUDS, then THE PARK then MOISE dancing with ROSE near the entrance to THE PATIO.  Then follows MOISE’S thoughts.

 

                        MOISE

I always get home before dark.  I came across Fifth, headed for the bus stop.  Once I passed that building on the corner-

 

                        MAURICE

-that would be the building we’re in-.

 

                        MOISE

-you know the one with the big picture window-.

 

                        CHARLES

-I see what you mean-.

 

                        MAURICE

-as well as I do my own home-.

 

                        CHARLES

-I see exactly what you mean.

 

CHARLES AND MARICE watch the screen.

 

                        MOISE

There was no traffic.  Not even pedestrians.  Not even when I turned on Collins.  It was eerie.  About half way passed that first building-.

 

                        MAURICE

-that would be this building.  Part of this building, it’s all contiguous-.

 

                        MOISE

-Oh.  I see.  Well, about half way up, I still hadn’t seen a car, a bicycle, or a person on foot, but I felt like someone was watching me.  I turned around to look behind me.  A black man was walking towards me, from near the cross light.

 

                        MAURICE

That would be, Cass.

 

MOISE

He seemed miles away.  It was eerie! As I turned back, I heard voices-! (Repeating, deadpan.) There’s one! Let’s teach him a lesson! We’ll show him how we treat his kind around here!

 

                        MAURICE

            (A different voice  for each line.)

There’s one! Let’s teach him a lesson! We’ll show him how we treat his kind around here!

   I heard! “You’re nothing but a filthy faggot!”

 

MOISE rocks herself, speaking with MAURICE.

 

                        MOISE

“You’re nothing but a filthy faggot!”

 

                        CHARLES

I thought this room was soundproof!?

 

                        MAURICE

So did I!  And it was, until I heard that.  And has been ever since! Do you have any idea how much traffic goes by this place? Do you hear anything? And why would you answer that kind of a threat the way you did?

 

                        MOISE

Hmm? Three men came at me from nowhere-!

 

                        MAURICE

They must have been lingering in my vestibule, out there, by my trash bin.  Do you remember anything else?

 

                        MOISE

They all had light hair, sandy-to-blonde.  And one was wearing a green suit, nice, but an unusual color.

 

                        MAURICE

Oh!, honey! You’re being attacked by three men, and you critique the quaff and threads!? Did you happen to notice the manicure? Do you remember what you said?

 

                        MOISE

Hay!

 

CUT TO

 

42   EXT                      SKY                                                                DAY                        42

 

Clouds.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

What kind of game are you playing? You know very well how I got in here!

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Yes.  I do.  And I could just tell you, but I think it’s going to be better if you remember it yourself.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

Better?

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

More comfortable . . easier for you to live with.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS))

Oh, all right.  The guy in the green suit seemed to be both the eldest and the leader.  Oh shit!

 

43   INT           MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM      DAY                                                            43

 

            MAURICE, CHARLES and MOISE as before.

 

                        MAURICE

What is it? I don’t know how to help! Look, whatever it is, it’s all right.

 

MAURICE goes to a section of wall near the vanity.  A full length mirror is centered among various pin up photos, many autographed, and an amazing number of pin up calendars.  Tassels hang from a hook centered above the mirror.

 

                        MAURICE

How embarrassing can it be?

 

                        CHARLES

You know what I do for a living.

 

                        MOISE

I do? Oh, yes, you own this place.

 

                        CHARLES

I own this place.

 

                        MAURICE

I have partners.

 

                        CHARLES

Why haven’t you signed a contract?

 

                        MAURICE

I’m getting to that.  I’m talking about what I do.

 

                        CHARLES

What we do.  These are the very best in my field.

 

                        MOISE

Those are pin ups!

 

                        MAURICE

That’s not all they are.

CUT TO

 

44   EXT          THE DANCE LUMMIS PARK AS SEEN FROM THE CLUB          DAY            44

 

AL lopes through.  He wears a flowered skirt, sandals, a golf shirt and ear rings, no wig.

 

SOUND:  “I Will Always Love You,” One line, Dolly Parton, Best Little Whorehouse in Texas.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

Oh! I know h-!? Him.  He’s a him!

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Um hmm.  That’s Al.  One of the best!

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

He wanders around the beach about half in drag-.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

-He’s the only one who gets away with it!

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

He snarls and snaps when he sees me coming-.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Well, you have something he no longer has, little one.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

What’s that?

 

                        CHARLES

            (VOS)

Ask him.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

It would be interesting to talk to him.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

He could give you a few pointers, but all of us aren’t like that.

 

CUT TO

 

45   INT           MAURICE’S   INNER SANCTUM                DAY                                                45

 

CHARLES is spinning tassels from his nipples. 

 

MOISE gawks.

 

MAURICE watches in admiration.

 

CHARLES

I can show you how this is done.

 

MOISE

I-                   -uh-.

 

CUT TO

 

46   INT    AN OVER-CROWDED  CLASSROOM                            DAY                                  46

 

THE STUDENTS, 33 OF THEM, attend to a lecture about conjugation.

 

THE TEACHER is at the chalk board.

 

MOISE enters.

 

                        MAURICE

Sorry I’m late.  I have no excuse, but, say! Look what I can do-!

 

MOISE moves into position to begin the tassel swing.

 

                        CHARLES

            (VOS)

Come on, no need to be bashful.

 

CUT TO

 

47    INT          MAURICE’S INNER SANCTUM      DAY                                                                47

 

                        MOISE

I’m not sure I-.

 

THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR displays clouds.  A white object seems to be growing larger and moving away along a blue-grey cloud.

 

                                                            MAURICE

-It’s all right.  I understand.  It’s not everybody’s cup of tea.  Or, maybe just another time.  What is that?

 

                        MOISE

Clouds.

 

                        MAURICE

No, that!

 

                        MOISE

You called him, “Cass,” don’t you remember? He’s an angel!

 

                        MAURICE

What the hell is he dragging along behind him!?

 

                        MOISE

His wings!

 

                        MAURICE

Ha! Ha! Ha! Say, I helped him rescue you! That’s my bathtub you’re sitting in! How come I’m not walking on your cloud?

 

The image on THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR shifts, still moving closer to the cloud.

 

                        MOISE

You are! See! There!

 

                        MAURICE

A fleck of pink lost in an eternity of cloud.

 

The image on THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR shifts, the pink dot grows and it is approaching CASS.  THE THOUGHT PROJECTION SCREEN is also growing.

 

                                                            CHARLES

                                    What?

 

MAURICE

He has wings.

 

                        MOISE

Just be patient a minute! The man in the green suit and his friends . . .

 

                        MAURICE

Um hmm.

 

                        MOISE

Two grabbed my arms, I couldn’t tell who did what.  Someone socked me in the solar plexus and I doubled over.  They turned me around to face the building, as I struggled to breathe I felt something slide over my head and put my hand by my neck to try to protect my throat-.

 

                        MAURICE

That may have saved your life.

 

                        MOISE

My head was moving toward the wall of the building, your friend Cass was yelling-!

 

                        MAURICE

I hardly know him well enough to call him a friend.

 

CUT TO

 

48   EXT                      CLOUDS                    DAY                                                                        48

 

CASS, full sized, faces the camera.  Evidently he is waiting for something.  He wears a dark, stylish suit and has his brilliant, blue-white wings, spread.

 

MAURICE walking toward CASS on the cloud.

 

MAURICE

            (VOS)

He has wings.

 

MAURICE’S wings open, they are bright yellow.

 

MAURICE and CASS, bright wings open, stroll away across the cloud.

 

CUT TO

 

49  EXT                       THE CLUB  SEEN FROM OCEAN DRIVE              DAY                        49

 

A TOURIST reads a newspaper as ZEKE polishes his shoes.

 

JIM, waiting his turn in the other chair, talks to ZEKE.

 

AL stops loping for a moment to talk to ZEKE and JIM.

 

MAURICE

(VOS)

What just happened?

 

                        MOISE

Nothing happened.

 

FADE TO

 

50   INT           MAURICE’S   INNER SANCTUM                DAY                                                50

 

MAURICE is disgruntled, MOISE confused.

 

MAURICE

When you get bored or uncomfortable you just take off on some whimsical fantasy!

 

                        MOISE

Maybe.

 

THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR crackles, then sputters, then shows us the stage.  Rehearsal lights are on.  UNCLE SIR sits at the piano, occasionally touching the keys as he speaks with OUR BUDDY.  BRAT  walks in and joins the conversation.

 

MAURICE, intent on MOISE, doesn’t notice the images on THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR.

 

                        MAURICE

A green suit is unusual, but not enough for identification.  Do you remember anything else?

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        MAURICE

Do you remember what you said?

 

                        MOISE

I didn’t think I said anything-.

 

                        CHARLES

-The last thing I would say to three male attackers-.

 

                        MOISE

-I was pretty sure my head was going to hit the side of the building.  I couldn’t stop it.  I put my hand beside my neck and leapt-.

 

                        MAURICE

To most of us who share your native tongue, a leap is a graceful motion, as in ballet:  a motion up.  When our head is pushed rapidly into the side of a building and our face hits the sidewalk, we call that a fall.

 

                        MOISE

I  know what wall and sidewalk hitting feel like.  I didn’t stick around for it.

 

                        MAURICE

            (Noticing THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR.)

What’s that?

 

                        MOISE

You know them.

 

                        MAURICE

Of course I do.  They work for me.  What are they doing there?

 

                        MOISE

I don’t know.  It hasn’t happened yet. Oh! I forgot-!

 

THE SCREEN flaps, then switches to ROSE and MOISE dancing on THE PATIO.

 

MAURICE

All right! All right! One thing at a time- . . ! Wait!  You see things before they happen- . . ? –No! Not now! First, do you remember shouting, “I’m a girl! I’m a girl?” If so, in ten words or less, would you explain why you would mention that?

 

                        MOISE

That’s easy! I am a girl!

 

                        CHARLES

Oh, Honey! I understand, really I do, but if you can’t find a way to accept yourself, you’re going to have harder problems in the future.

 

                        MOISE

I am a girl.

 

                        MAURICE

            (Compassionate.)

I know.  I do know.  Sometimes I want to be a woman so bad I could just-.

 

                        MOISE

-I’m sorry.  All I have to do is wait.

 

                        MAURICE

Okay, so, you “leapt.”

 

                        MOISE

You know Kirk A-guard’s blind leap of faith.

 

                        CHARLES

Where is Kirk a guard?

 

                        MAURICE

Soren Kierkegaard, yes, religionist and philosopher, most commonly known for writing about the blind leap to faith-.

 

                        MOISE

-Of faith.  You gotta have the faith to take the leap!

 

                        MAURICE

Look, when we found you- -when Cass found you- -I got there about twenty seconds after Cass- -he had taken the belt from around you neck.  You had managed to get two fingers under it.  You said you remembered putting your hand up.  Then, you’re telling me you just- -left?

 

ON THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR, MAUREEN walks out onto the patio, mimes “my hero,” and walks off, leaving the screen blank. 

 

                                                            MOISE

You’ve already seen that.  And you have both leapt with me.

 

THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR CUTS TO MAURICE and CASS walking on the cloud.  Suddenly they stop, turning to face each other.

 

                        MAURICE

This too.  . . .  Wait, what’s that?

 

                         MOISE

We might have to turn it up.

 

MAURICE,  defiant, twists a knob of one of the drawers of the vanity, then glares at MOISE.

 

                        MAURICE

All right.

 

   CUT TO

 

51   EXT                      CLOUD           DAY                                                                                    51

 

MAURICE and CASS face each other, wings, as before, spread.

 

                        CASS

I’m sorry, I never took the time to tell you how much I admire you for the number of things you do every day to make other people’s lives more comfortable.

 

CUT TO

 

52   INT           MAURICE’S   INNER SANCTUM                DAY                                                52

 

                        MAURICE

Me!? I do that . . ? Oh, thank you.  One does what one can.  I have also neglected to tell you how much I admire the fact that you stand up for what you believe, no matter the price or who’s around to hear.

 

CASS offers MAURICE his right hand.  As the men shake hands they begin to tap their wing tips.  Then, they move into a hug.

 

MAURICE, CHARLES and MOISE watch the screen.

 

                        MAURICE

It’s a nice thought, Honey, but people don’t say those things to each other-.

 

                        MOISE

-Why not-?

 

                        CHARLES

-It just isn’t done-.

 

                        MOISE

-Why not?

 

                        MAURICE

-I see your point.  No need to push it.  . . . So, how long does it usually take you to get into another person’s inner sanctum-?

 

THE THOUGHT PROJECTOR flickers into action in THE POKER ROOM a section off the dining area.  Several ceiling fans churn above several round tables.  MARLA sits at the table with TOM, AL who wears a bathrobe and a burnoose,  MR. GREENSTREET a large, older man who looks somewhat like SIDNEY GREENSTREET is dressed as though to play BIG DADDY.  MARLA smokes using a long cigarette holder, she flicks her ashes in an ashtray set between TOM and JOE.  TOM has three packs of PALL MALL near him on the table.  JOE smokes a cigar as does the SIDNEY GREENSTREET BIG DADDY fellow.  OUR BUDDY waits on the poker players, brings a pitcher and glasses, dumping ashtrays, waiting near the concierge’s station.

 

MAURICE

-Never mind, don’t answer that.  You’ll be talking about Margaret Meade or the rings of a planet none of the rest of us has heard of- -just, how did you meet Uncle Sir, and why do you call him that?

 

CUT TO

 

53   EXT          THE DANCE OCEAN DRIVE           DAY                                                            53

 

As seen from ZEKE’S SHOE SHINE STAND.

 

ZEKE shines a tourists shoes.

 

MOISE

(VOS)

They used to live down the street from us-.

 

UNCLE SIR walks out of the crowd nods to ZEKE and enters THE LOBBY of THE CLUB.

 

MAURICE

                                                (VOS)

-They haven’t moved-.

 

CUT TO

 

54   INT                       MAURICE’ INNER SANCTUM                    DAY                                    54

 

On THE THOUGHT PROJECTON SCREEN UNCLE SIR on stage at THE CLUB practicing on the piano and conversing with OUR BUDDY.

 

MOISE

-No, we did.  Move.

 

FADE TO

 

55  EXT           THE DANCE  OCEAN DRIVE as seen from LUMMIS PARK          DAY           55

 

AL and ALICE talk to people seated at one of the picnic tables.

 

MOISE approaches.

 

AL lopes away, blending into THE DANCE.

                                    .

BRAT,  early twenties, handsome in very stylish suit and tie strolls purposely to MOISE.  He stares shyly at THE SKIRT MAKER.

 

BRAT

They say you know everyone here.  Please tell me, who is she?

 

                        MOISE

Come I’ll introduce you-.

 

BRAT and MOISE walk towards

 

THE SKIRT MAKER, a lean, copper woman with flowing auburn hair.  She has an arm load of multicolored fabric and approaches people to show them her wares.  The skirts are multi-colored shapes of fabric finished with no raw edges and sewn onto a band that wraps and laces around the waist.

 

PEOPLE gather around to see the skirts.

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

She is beautiful, isn’t she? She’s from one of the smaller islands raised by her grandmother, one of the indigenous peoples.

  She lives downtown.  Alone.  And works in an office during the week.  She likes her job.  Record keeping.  After work she makes the skirts once popular in a no-longer-existing culture, according to the instructions of a woman long deceased.

  On Saturdays she takes the bus here and sells them in honor and memory of both.  She makes them by hand.

 

BRAT awkwardly approaches THE SKIRT MAKER.

 

THE SHIRT MAKER smiles, shyly and  ties a skirt on BRAT.

 

BRAT  dances for her.

 

THE PEOPLE around them clap.

 

CUT  TO

 

56  INT                        THE LOBBY of THE CLUB                                       DAY                        56

 

OUR BUDDY, UNCLE SIR and BRAT talking around the piano. MOISE enters from OCEAN DRIVE.

 

MAUREEN  enters from her dressing room.

 

ALL freeze.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

If I could break the code, I’m sure this would be a wealth of information.

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

I’m really tired.

 

                        CHARLES

            (VOS)

That I can understand.

 

SOUND:  A sequence of notes on a steel drum.

 

CUT TO

 

57  EXT                       OPEN OCEAN           DAY                                                                        57

 

MOISE, floating.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

You can’t fall asleep floating in the ocean!

 

                        MOISE

Okay.

 

MOISE rolls onto her stomach and, resting her head on her hands, seems to be sleeping.

 

MAURICE swims into the scene.  HE stops, treading water, to speak.

 

                        MAURICE

I can’t fall asleep floating in the ocean! And you can’t plop off across time and space every time a situation frightens or bores you! Or; even if you can, you can’t take me with you.

 

MOISE sits up, quite comfortably.

 

                        MOISE

Now you’re in my inner sanctum.

 

MAURICE starts to sink.

 

                                                            MAURICE

You can’t  let me drown.

 

                        MOISE

Will you relax.

 

The beach horsy toy pops suddenly to the surface.

 

MAURICE, too very nonchalant, places it precisely in the water, then rests his head on it to float.

 

MOISE, head on arms, appears to be sleeping on her stomach.

 

                                                            MAURICE

So, Fey, you believe in God.

 

                        MOISE

If you say the word, “god,” people get all weird, either like you’re superstitious, or they are, or; they own the word and no one else is allowed to use it.

 I believe in what might be called creation, all of this started somewhere, and it’s all one thing.

 

                        MAURICE

What’s all one thing.

 

                        MOISE

Everything.

 

                        MAURICE

Well, that’s simple enough.

 

                        MOISE

And, of course, it’s all living.

 

                        MAURICE

Of course.

 

            MAURICE reaches over and pushes MOISE under the water.

 

CUT TO 

 

58   EXT                      THE PARK SEEN FROM      THE  WALL        DAY                                58

 

People on the sand, people on the sidewalk beyond the wall.  MOISE sits on the wall very contemplative.  UNCLE SIR and OUR BUDDY, in beach wear, walk towards her on the sidewalk, stopping when they get to her.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Honey, are you all right?

 

                        MOISE

Hum? Oh, yeah! I as just thinking.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

See, she was concentrating! I told you she was all right.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Why do you always think you know? I’m a mother, I know something about kids!

CUT TO

59   EXT                      THE DANCE                                      DAY                                                59

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Sometimes it isn’t good to think so much! What is there to think about the sand?

 

                        MOISE

It’s a lot like us.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

You mean because there’s so much of it?

 

                        MOISE

Well, there is that, but it takes each grain to make the beach.  Where did it all come from? Did it all start out in the same place? How long did it take each piece to make the trip?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

“To see the world in a grain of sand  . . .”

 

                        OUR BUDDY

I wish you wouldn’t encourage her!

 

UNCLE SIR

It’s a gift! Do you know who said that?

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

A man named William Blake, you might enjoy his poetry.  If you decide to read it, we can talk about it.  Meanwhile, what else do you see in the sand?

FADE TO

 

60   EXT          THE  SHORE               WATER          PEOPLE         DAY                                    60

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

It’s a lot like us. Each piece grinding all of the other pieces, weather they mean to or not, some will be

on top.  Then, we were sand, and are becoming sand.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

            (VOS)

I’m not becoming sand!

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

Oh, but we all are, it’s just part of the trip ashes to ashes dust to dust.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

            (VOS)

Sand is dust, becoming.

 

FADE TO

 

61   EXT          OCEAN DRIVE          THE DANCE                                                                      61

 

UNCLE SIR, OUR BUDDY and MOISE slowly blend into THE DANCE.

 

                                                MOISE

(VOS)

Um hmm, when it gets ground down small enough, maybe a breeze will pick it up and it will be part of a cloud, or a rainbow.  Then is it a piece of dust? A piece of sand? A piece of cloud or part of a rainbow?

 

                        OUR BUDDY

(VOS)

This is the kind of stuff you think about?

 

MOISE

(VOS)

Eventually it falls down again, maybe on the water, but, also eventually, after lots of trips around as, and becoming dust, it becomes small enough to be

absorbed by a plant.  Then is it plant, or sand, or dust? In any case, the plant does whatever plants do, and the grain-of-sand as plant, may be plant, dust, plant, dust for ages.  Still sooner or later, an animal eats the part of the plant that the grain of sand has become-.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

(VOS)

And eventually one of us eats the animal.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

(VOS)

They could just eat the plant.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

(VOS)

So are you going to be a philosopher?

 

                        MOISE

(VOS)

When?

 

            SOUND:  A sequence of notes on a steel drum.

 

62   EXT                      OPEN OCEAN           DAY                                                                        62

 

MAURICE floats with his head in MOISE’S lap, his feet through the horsy toy.  HE looks around waiting for the second sequence of notes on the steel drum.

 

MOISE clears her throat.

 

                        MAURICE

So, what if they just eat the plant?

 

SOUND:  A sequence of notes on a steel drum.

 

MOISE laughs.

 

MAURICE pushes MOISE under the water.

CUT TO

 

63   EXT          MANGROVE              DAY                                                                                    63

 

A vastness of trees and water.  Suddenly a half dozen PEOPLE appear and one at a time shallow dive into the water.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

What’s that?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

People.

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

Oh, yes! People! And-?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

Miami Beach, some time back.

FADE TO

 

64   EXT                      FRAT HOUSE                                                            NIGHT                    64                       

BRAT stands at attention with his flugle horn.  Beside the lines of FRAT BROTHERS.

 

TOM and MOISE stand together, they look happy.

 

TOM

I took a  good look at myself through your loving eyes, and I am happy to say that I am now and always have been the man you saw in me.  I will strive from this moment forward to be the man and the writer you see in me.                                                                                                                   

 

SOUND:  flugle horn solo; “Tennessee Waltz.”

 

FADE TO

 

65   EXT                      OPEN OCEAN           DAY                                                                        65

 

MOISE floats on her back, arms under her head.  MAURICE dog paddles, watching the shore, very nonchalant.

                        MAURICE

You remember everything?

 

                        MOISE

Not exactly.

 

                        MAURICE

Interesting.  Interesting indeed! But, I do have to be on stage at midnight, can you-?

 

                        MOISE

-Oh, all right.

 

66   EXT          SHORE     PLANTING A MASSIVE GROVE OF COCONUT TREES                66

 

            MANY BLACK MEN removing cypress, etc. and doing the planting.

 

            PEOPLES:  tourists, indigenous people, celebrities, walk through the planting.

 

                        MAURICE

Say! This is right around the time The Club was built!

 

67   EXT                      OPEN OCEAN           DAY                                                                        67

 

MOISE floats on her back, arms under her head.  MAURICE dog paddles, watching the shore.

 

                        MAURICE

How do you do that?

 

                                                            MOISE

What?

 

CUT TO

 

68   EXT          MIAMI BEACH          SHORE SEEN FROM THE    WATER           DAY           68

 

            All people.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

This is what you see, when you seem to be sleeping out here?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

Um hmm, everyone who has ever been here, is still here-.

 

                        MAURICE

            (VOS)

-And others see it differently, because-?

 

                        MOISE

(VOS)

-They aren’t me?

 

                        CHARLES

(VOS)

And the difference is-?

 

                        MOISE

            (VOS)

-time.

 

MOISE and CHARLES walk into the scene.

 

MOISE wears a flowered halter and clashing plaid shorts.

 

CHARLES wears his polka dot shorts, bright yellow boots and his hat pinned with mementoes and carries the horsy toy.

 

                        MOISE

It’s always now.

 

                        CHARLES

When else could it be?

 

                        MOISE

It’s all happening at the same time, now is always.

 

CHARLES

So, you think you know what’s going to happen next.

 

                        MOISE

Hmm-.  No.  Not next.  To be unstuck in time would be to travel in all directions through it.

 

                        CHARLES

Time doesn’t just march on in one direction.

 

                        MOISE

No.  Like any other vibration in moves in all directions away from it’s source.

 

                        CHARLES

Next you’ll tell me it hits something and bounces back-.

 

                        MOISE

-Right.  Like an echo.

 

                        CHARLES

If you start making sense to me, I will change psychiatrists.  Which reminds me, we were discussing your contract.

 

                        MOISE

I don’t have a contract.

 

                        CHARLES

It’s just a matter of time.

 

            As CHARLES AND MOISE walk passed THE RABBI.

 

                        MOISE

Shalom.

 

                                                            THE RABBI

Shalom.

 

                        CHARLES

He spoke to you!

 

                        MOISE

I spoke to him.

 

                        CHARLES

You can’t go around talking to strangers.

 

                        MOISE

How are we supposed to make friends?

 

                        CHARLES

You have an answer for everything! And I, have a rehearsal.

 

                        MOISE

Enjoy!

 

MOISE walks away. Towards THE WALL.  CHARLES watches her a moment, surprised.  Then CHARLES walks into THE DANCE.

 

69        INT      MICCOSUCCI RESTURANT                                    DAY                                    69

 

MAUREEN, BRAT, UNCLE SIR, JIM and MOISE sit in a round booth.

FAY, blond, 30ish and beautiful, wearing a white waitress uniform approaches to take the order.

 

FAY

Hi! I’m, Fay.

 

                        MOISE

That’s funny, so am I!

 

                        MAUREEN

She thinks it’s some kind of religion.

 

                        FAY

She’s right.  I’m Fay, and I’m Fay!

 

FADE TO

 

70   INT                       THE CLUB                  LOBBY                       DAY                                    70

 

            JIM and JOE stand with two well-heeled tourists watching

 

            OUR BUDDY help ZEKE bring the shoe shine stand into the lobby.

 

THE SHOE SHINE STAND is on castors, a deep wooden base.

 

                        JIM

Oh! Oh! There you go!

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Thanks for your help.

 

                        JIM

You could be like us, you know.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Like you?

 

                        JIM

I was talking to him! Start a franchise!

 

OUR BUDDY shrugs and walks out.

 

                        ZEKE

Thank you, Sir.

 

                        JIM

I really mean it!

 

                        ZEKE

As do I, Sir.  As do I!

 

                        JOE

We’ve told him that before.

 

                        TOURIST ONE

Everyone doesn’t have the entrepreneurial spirit.

 

                        ZEKE

You are right there, Sir! You are right!

 

ZEKE nods turning to go.

 

                        JIM

Should you change your mind -?

 

                        ZEKE

- Sir, I will certainly let you know.

 

FADE TO

 

71  INT                        BLUE ROSE’S  THEATRE                 DAY                                                71

 

MAUREEN, MARLA OUR BUDDY, BRAT, AL and UNCLE SIR are on stage.

 

MAUREEN is outraged.

 

The men wear suits.  The women are in various costumes.

 

MAUREEN wears a business ensemble.

                       

                        MAUREEN

It has been over a month and that little brat has still not signed a contract. Who has been working on her? And why haven’t you done your jobs?

 

Everyone on stage reacts in a mock fear that fails to disguise their fear.

 

                        MAUREEN

Who has spent the most time with him?

Everyone is afraid to answer.  MAUREEN’S rage grows.

 

                        MAUREEN

Come one! Come on!

 

                        OUR BUDDY

We’ve all spent time with her, but I’d have to say that the person who’s spent the most time was,

Maurice.

 

                        MAUREEN

Well! I will speak with MAURICE!

 

            MAUREEN continues sarcastically.

 

                        MAUREEN

Uncle Sir, when you were neighbors did you happen to meet the parents? And why does he call you that? Why do you let him call you that?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

I remind her of her Grandfather.

 

                        MAUREEN

Why doesn’t he call you Grandpa?

 

                        OUR BUDDY

            (Bored.)

You don’t understand, they’ve known each other in several past lives! They’ve experienced every possible human relationship.

 

            MAUREEN reaches full tantrum.

 

            SOUND:  LOUD KNOCKING.

 

CUT TO

 

72   EXT                      FRAT HOUSE                                                            NIGHT                    72

 

The FRAT BROTHERS form a half circle around TOM and MOISE.

 

TOM

There is nothing you can ask, that I would deny you! All of the goods I possess, or may eventually acquire, I willingly lay at your door.  And I will always try to live up to the man you see in me.

 

MOISE

I don’t know what to say.

 

TOM

Are you happy?

 

MOISE

Yes.  Are you happy?

                       

SOUND:  A loud knocking.

 

                                                FADE TO

 

 

73   INT           MAURICE’ INNER SANCTUM        DAY                                                            73

 

SOUND:  A loud knocking.

 

CHARLES is still twirling in the mirror.  MAURICE, surprised and bewildered, Goes to the door.  MOISE sits near the bath tub as before.

 

                        MAURICE

No one knocks at this door! It’s only been opened once since I’ve been here-! And look what got in!

 

SOUND:  A loud knocking.

 

                        MAURICE

All right! All right.  I can do this.  Just go over and-.

MAURICE opens the door.

 

CASS comes in, looking for MOISE.  HE stops between MAURICE and the pedestal.

 

                        CASS

I brought the little one’s clothes.  How are you?

 

                        MAURICE

Oh, well.  Thank you.

 

                        CASS

And how are you?  Oh. See here. A button fell off.  We replaced it you know, all kinds of things happen at the gym.  We’re pretty well prepared, but the new one doesn’t match-.

 

                        MOISE

-Thank you.

 

                        CASS

Glad to help and sorry for the need.  The guys send regards and the Doc- -Say! There’s not a mark on you!

 

                        MOISE

I’m fine.

 

                        CASS

Well don’t get up and start moving around too soon.

 

                        MAURICE

Try to keep her still!

 

                        CASS

Kids are like that! I know mine are. That’s why they heal so fast.  Are you sure you’re doing all right.  It had to be quite a shock.

 

                        MAURICE

Oh yes!

 

                        CASS

Well if there’s anything you need or you want to see the Doc, call in over to the gym.

                        MAURICE

Thank you for your time and concern. Look at that! Just look at that! Not a mark on her.  She thinks you’re an angel!

 

                        CASS

We recognize each other.

 

                        MAURICE

Oh.

 

                        CASS

Don’t you see yourself in that . . ? You know, I’m sorry, I never took the time to tell you how much I admire you for the number of things you do every day to make other people’s lives more comfortable.

 

            CASS offers MAURICE his right hand.

 

                        MAURICE

Oh . . ! Thank you.  One’s does what one can.  . . . I have also neglected to tell you how much I admire the fact that you stand up for what you believe, no matter the price, or who’s around to hear you.

 

MAURICE takes CASS’ hand.

 

CASS pulls MAURICE into a hug.

 

MOISE waves her right fist in the air like a boxer just declared “champ.”

 

Suddenly the men are touching wing tips.

 

Beyond the men MOISE still waves her fist, her wings are mottled, multicolored.

 

CUT TO

 

74   EXT                      OCEAN DRIVE          THE DANCE              DAY                               74

 

MAURICE and MOISE  walk among the crowd.

 

                        MAURICE

We aren’t going to tell anybody that.

 

                        MOISE

 

We’re not going to tell anybody that you know I’m a girl.

 

                        MAURICE

Shhh!

 

                        MOISE

Why!?

 

                        MAURICE

Because you’re going to take Brat’s place in she show!

 

                        MOISE

Wait! Wait! You mean you want me to pretend to be a boy so I can go on stage and pretend to be a girl taking my clothes off!?

 

                        MAURICE

That’s it.  Exactly!

 

MAURICE walks off.

 

MOISE seems lost in thought for a moment.  SHE sees ZEKE.

 

ZEKE is readying THE SHOE SHINE STAND.

 

MOISE goes to help ZEKE.

 

ZEKE speaks as they move the stand.

 

                        ZEKE

It’s good to ask questions.  It’s good to want to understand.

The difference is when your friends say they don’t

understand, they mean they don’t understand why I don’t

follow their suggestions.

  When you say you don’t understand, you mean to keep

teasing at the question until you see an answer!

 

ZEKE outside again now, laughs, nods and walks away.

 

OUR BUDDY comes out of THE LOBBY.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

What’s hard to understand? He stays ‘til he makes his first hundred dollars.  Bless him! He works hard.  Says the first time he doesn’t make it, he won’t come back.

 

FADE TO

 

75    EXT  MIAMI BEACH THE WATER SHORE LINE WATER, PEOPLES      DAY          75

 

            CHARLES and MOISE walking on the beach.

 

                        CHARLES

Some of the gang think maybe you don’t want to join us because you have a boy friend or something.

 

                        MOISE

Everyone has or “something.”

 

                        CHARLES

Thank you, Miss Einstein.  Do you have a boyfriend?

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        CHARLES

I had a girlfriend once.  Does that surprise you?

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        CHARLES

I wonder what it would take to actually surprise you? No answer.  Well it wasn’t much of a question.  Let me tell you about her.  She was beautiful.  We were about-. Well-. In eighth grade, I guess I was fourteen.  We would walk together after school- -holding hands all the way to the corner deli.  All the kids went there  I felt like part of the crowd for the very first time.  And then we went to the movies and once she came to see my parents at the theatre.

CUT TO

 

76   EXT                      BURLESQUE HOUSE BALTIMORE                       NIGHT               76

PERFORMERS who look amazingly like THE STAFF of THE CLUB cavort on stage.

 

An UNCLE SIR impersonator is at the piano.

 

                        CHARLES

            (VOS)

Then, in the car you know after the movie or whatever, she started getting more and more amorous.  I thought we were in love and it wouldn’t matter.  Or maybe I thought it would be more shocking to her if she crammed her hand down my pants and made the discovery herself.  I don’t know. 

Anyway I told her one night.  One Friday night when she was coming on like gangbusters.

  Monday I got to school in time to be sent to the principal’s office.  She had spent the weekend on the phone.  So had her friends.  And her parents and their friends.  Popular opinion had it that I was a lesbian parading around in boy’s clothes to lead young women astray.

  And there were my parents cross-dressing thespians held up as living generational proof.

  I dropped out of school.  Allowable with my thespian parents’ permission and started working with them on the stage.  Sometime later, I went back and got my degree through adult education.

  I’m not still mooning over her if that’s what your thinking.  Imagine being mooned by something like that!

 

CHARLES turns to give us a hip roll.

                                                                                                                              

FADE TO

 

77     EXT        MIAMI BEACH THE SHORE LINE, WATER, PEOPLE             DAY    77

 

            MAURICE in full hip roll.

 

                        MOISE

Um-.

 

                        MAURICE

No boyfriend.

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        MAURICE

Why don’t you want to dance with us.

 

                        MOISE

The lights hurt my eyes.  I can’t see! No! It would be easier if I couldn’t see at all, but the light keeps changing and everything seems to be moving in different directions.  I kept trying to get out passed it-.

 

                        MAURICE

So! That’s why you kept moving closer to the audience-.

 

                        MOISE

Is that what I was doing? To me they were individual body parts capable of sound and motion-. Just when I could identify a human, everything would go blank again so I kept moving-.

 

                        MAURICE

They were trying to keep a spotlight on you.

 

                        MOISE

Oh. I’m sorry I don’t understand why anyone would pay to watch anyone take their clothes off.

 

                        MAURICE

Ah! You don’t understand it! That’s because you’ve never seen Al on stage!

 

            SOUND:  NOTES ON A STEEL DRUM.

 

CUT TO

 

78   INT                       BLUE ROSE’S  THEATRE                 DAY                                                78

 

            MAURICE and MOISE in a packed house.

 

                        MAURICE

I’m getting pretty good at this! Look he’s about to start.

 

AL is still and silent stage center dressed as MARLENA DIETRICH.  A post behind him is the only set piece.  UNCLE SIR is at the piano on stage, left.

 

SOUND:  PIANO INTRODUCTION; “LILY MARLENE.”

 

AL stays frozen after the intro then does “Lily Marlene” as the torch song of his youth.

 

THE AUDIENCE is intensely silent.  AL bows nearly head to floor bereaved, abandoned.

 

SOUND:  APPLAUSE.

 

When the room is nearly silent, BRAT enters the stage dressed in formal evening wear, he strolls casually by the piano.

 

AL stands, catching sight of BRAT.

 

BRAT almost off stage, stops to jingle change in his pocket.

 

SOUND: CHANGE JINGLING.

 

AL starts to sing, “Falling in Love Again.”  This they do as comedy, BRAT remaining indifferent to AL’S various emotions of need, heat and greed.  At the end both men are standing in gee strings.

 

THE AUDIENCE goes wild.

 

SOUND:  APPLAUSE.

 

MANY BOWS.

 

AL, BRAT and UNCLE SIR bow together.

 

BRAT exits.

 

AL goes down the runway collecting bouquets from audience members.

 

THE AUDIENCE throws bouquets onto the stage.

 

UNCLE SIR goes around collecting the bouquets.

 

CUT TO

 

79   EXT                      THE DANCE  LUMMIS PARK AND THE WALL                                   79

 

            UNCLE SIR sits on the wall.

 

            MOISE sits in the sand.

 

                        MOISE

. . . but I’m the wrong gender amn’t I? Oh! Geez! How can anyone be the wrong gender?

 

            UNCLE SIR shakes his head.  Very noncommittal.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Maureen gives the orders.  If you don’t join us you can’t spend time here.

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Oh come off it and get down here with the rest of us.  You peel off at this beach! I bet you drop you clothes at the sight of a swimming pool:  canal, rock pit, drainage ditch.  You probably get naked when you see a mud puddle!

 

                        MOISE

Of course I do.  There’s nothing wrong with the human body.  There’s nothing wrong with being naked.  Skinny dipping has nothing to do with who’s watching!

 

                        OUR BUDDY

What then?

 

                        MOISE

It’s being part of the water, you know the fish, the breeze-.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

“Communing with nature.”

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Oh yeah! Right!  Maureen’s on the war path.  See how long you stick by your little friend! I’m going shopping with Marla and the girls.

 

OUR BUDDY storms off into THE DANCE.

UNCLE SIR is very uncomfortable, he mutters after OUR BUDDY.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Thanks a lot.

 

                        MOISE

She’ll be all right.

 

            UNCLE SIR

I know.  It’s just- -this is really awkward.  She knows I want to ask you a favor.    And it was awkward enough without that.  Maureen is on the warpath.  She wants your name on a contract.  I can’t help you decide that.  And I guess it’s only fair to tell you- -well I find your ideas interesting.  You and William Blake see the world in a grain of sand-.  -But I’m not sure I see what you see-.

 

                        MOISE

Okay.  We don’t have to see the same thing.  What’s the favor.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Just like this. “Okay.  What’s the favor?”

 

                        MOISE

We don’t have to agree.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

All right.  Last Saturday was Brat’s twenty-first birthday.

 

                        MOISE

Oh! I’m sorry-!

 

                        UNCLE SIR

It’s all right.  He knows you didn’t know.  .  .  . Anyway his mother gave him a piece of paper.  .  .  .

 

                        MOISE

. . . Wrapping paper? For a birthday present?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

No.  Not wrapping paper.  It is a very special piece of paper.  Part of the will.  No, actually it seems to be part of an addendum to the original will.

 

MOISE

The two little “i”s at the bottom of the page might tell us that another page is supposed to come ahead of it.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

How did you do that?

 

            MOISE, surprised, stares at UNCLE SIR.

 

MOISE

What?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

He hasn’t been here to show it to you! How did you know about the two little “i” s?

 

            MOISE returns to her study of space.

 

                        MOISE

Well they are partly obliterated by what might be a coffee stain.

 

                                                            UNCLE SIR

We spilled the coffee.  Still, we need to now what’s on the other page.

 

                        MOISE

Where is it?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Well that’s just it.  Look, I need you to know that I am asking you this favor, and if it works out I will

just ask another favor.  And even then, I’m not asking because I agree with the things you’ve said about knowing me in what I guess amounts to other lives as- -well, you’ve done a lot of things that can’t be explained-.

 

                        MOISE

Like?

                        UNCLE SIR

The card games.

 

               FADE TO

 

80   INT                       THE POKER ROOM                          DAY                                                    80

 

Several ceiling fans churn above several round tables.

 

MARLA sits at the table with:

 

TOM, in his dark-gray suit

 

AL in a bathrobe and a burnoose.

 

MR. GREENSTREET and

 

JOE in shirt sleeves and unremarkable  slacks smoking a cigar.

 

OUR BUDDY waits on the poker players, bringing a pitcher and glasses, dumping ashtrays, then waiting near the concierge’s station.  OUR BUDDY wears a shorts ensemble.

 

MOISE stares over TOM’S shoulder studying his hand and the cards on the table before moving on to AL.

 

SOUND:  THE VOICES OF THE PLAYERS muffled as though under water.

 

The cards in AL’S hand seems to grow larger an larger then smaller and then again large.  SUDDENLY they move downward, turning to face the table.

 

                        AL

Get the hell outta’ there will ya’?

 

                        OUR BUDDY

Come on, Al, she’s just a kid.

 

                        MARLA

Yeah come on, Al!

 

                                                            AL

I know she’s a kid, but somehow or other, I suspect they’re cheating.

 

                        MARLA

You always say that when you lose!

 

                        OUR BUDDY

And you always lose.

 

                        TOM

Having a kid in here makes me uncomfortable, also.

 

                        MR. GREENSTREEN

Ah! Come on over here, kid.  Get a look at these!

 

SOUND:  THE VOICES OF THE PLAYERS muffled as though under water.

 

The cards in MR. GREENSTREET’S cards seem to grow larger an larger then smaller and then again large.

 

                        JOE

            (VOS)

That’s great!  One more to go! Come on! To your right  a few steps and I’ve seen them all!

 

MARLA waves MOISE over.

 

MOISE peers at MARLA’S cards.  The cards seem to grow.

 

JOE

            (VOS)

Thank you! You’re not sure who this is, are you? Look around, be honest now.  Which is the most handsome man at the table?

 

MOISE, pale and a little wobbly, glances around quickly around the table stopping at JOE.

 

JOE, smiling very kindly, waves to MOISE.

 

MARLA

I fold.

 

            JOE

I see you . . . and raise.

 

            AL

Raise! That’s crazy!

 

            TOM

I call.

 

THE PLAYERS stare at the cards now face up on the table.

 

JOE whoops in victory.

 

OUR BUDDY comes to the table.

 

            JOE

Thank you, gentlemen. . . ! And lady!

            MARLA

Henry’s covering me.   You can thank him.

 

Al storms across the room.

 

            AL

You win again! What a surprise! Next

Saturday, that kid’s in here I’m not playin’.

 

            OUR BUDDY

‘sa matter, honey.  You seem a little pale.

 

            MOISE

Everything just got warm.

 

            MARLA

It’s the ceiling fans.  They don’t do anything.

 

JOE

Don’t complain about the fans!

 

            MR. GREENSTREET stands.

 

MR.  GREENSTREET

Anybody care for a cocktail? I’m buying.

 

            MR.  GREENSTREET heads out to the bar.

 

            TOM

I’ll accept your kind offer of hospitality.  . . . I’m not sure about next week either.  Not with a minor in here.

 

                        JOE

What make’s you think she’s a minor?

 

                        TOM

Have you seen identification?

 

                        OUR BUDDY

We haven’t seen yours either.

 

                        MOISE

I’m going over to the beach.

 

                        MARLA

I’m going to help clean up in here.  Then, we’ll find Al and join you in the bar.

 

                        JOE

Just a minute if you don’t mind, I Want to see you in my office.

 

FADE TO

 

81   EXT                      THE DANCE  LUMMIS PARK AND THE WALL                                   81

 

UNCLE SIR sits on the wall.

 

MOISE sits in the sand.

 

UNCLE SIR

How did you do that?

 

MOISE

That’s what he wanted to know.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

And?

 

                        MOISE

Why do you assume I did it? How did you find out anyway.  Oh.  That’s stupid.  Our Buddy told you-.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

-Joe told everybody.  The other  players wouldn’t stop complaining.  They went to the bar with Al.  He convinced them you and Joe cheated somehow.

 

                        MOISE

So he told?

 

                        UNCLE SIR

He didn’t think they would believe him.

 

                        MOISE

I see.  . . . I need more information.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Um.  If this works out then I’ll have to ask you another favor.

 

                        MOISE

Okay.  Who has page one.

 

            UNCLE SIR stands.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

Maureen.  . . .  Look lets go get a hot dog or something, and I’ll explain.

 

            MOISE follows UNCLE SIR across the sand.

 

MOISE

So, that’s why we go to lunch . . .

 

CUT TO

 

82   EXT                      FRAT HOUSE                                                            NIGHT                    82                       

            THE WEDDING PARTY is dancing.

 

            BRAT plays the flugle horn

 

            SOUND:  Flugle horn solo; “Tennessee Waltz.”

 

THE WEDDING PARTY dances.

 

FADE TO

 

83        EXT     PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT                  DAY                        83

 

MOISE hops down the stairs followed by MAUREEN, then BRAT, UNCLE SIR and JIM.

MAUREEN

“Hi! I’m, Fay!” What, is she your uncle or something?

 

                        MOISE

Everybody is my uncle or something.

 

                        MAUREEN

Look, I don’t know what you think you’re doing, think you did, or are trying to accomplish.  But I for one have had enough.  Get your ass in the car, we’re headed back to the club.  You’re going to be a good little girl, or boy, or whatever the hell you want to call yourself, and sign the damned contract!

 

                        FADE TO

 

84                    EXT     LUMMIS PARK         THE DANCE                          DAY                                    84

 

            AL, ALICE and MOISE walk with the PEOPLES.

 

AL

You might think something like that would change when the baby came, but- -Oh! Yes! We have a son.

 

ALICE

He’s full grown.  He’s an accountant n New York.

 

AL

We didn’t always leave the house together.  And they didn’t come to every show.  But at some point during each engagement, I’d look out over the audience and there they would be.  The most beautiful woman in the world and my son, in swaddling clothes!

 

                        ALICE

Oh! Al!

 

                        AL

She kept a sewing room in our apartment.  Made a lot of her own clothes and nearly all of my costumes. For years.  She even learned to make wigs and repair them.  And apply make up.  Mine.  Not her own.

  If my in laws ever had a disparaging word to say-

 

                        ALICE

-Oh Al! They loved you-.

                                                FADE TO

 

85   EXT          THE CLUB                                          DAY                                                85

 

ROSE and MOISE dance to the sounds of SOUTH BEACH.

 

86   EXT  PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT    DAY                                             86

 

JIM, BRAT and UNCLE SIR stand behind MAUREEN very posed, as a tableau.

 

MAUREEN

I’m not sorry, Elizabeth, there is no Santa Claus! And as for you, Moise, there is no God, Irish, Celtic, Jewish, Fay or otherwise-.  –Sooner or later you’re going to have to accept the fact that you’re a common-garden-variety faggot, just like the rest of us!

 

                        MOISE

I beg your pardon?

 

CUT TO

 

87   EXT          EXT     LUMMIS PARK         THE DANCE                  DAY                    87

      

AL, ALICE and MOISE walk with the PEOPLES.      

 

                        AL

"Oh, Al-!" -I know. They do.  I love them! And I was going to say if that loving couple ever said a disparaging word about me, I never heard it!

  So see, I’m a man who knows exactly what he’s got.  And I’m grateful.  I have been able to do what I wanted the most in life.

  And that’s just it.  You have to want it from right

in here.  And you have to have it right in here.  I still want it and I still have it.  For me it’s that rapport with the audience that starts the minute the house lights go down.  Yes that’s it.  Right in here!

When the time comes that I no longer have it-

 

AL drags a finger across his throat.

 

                        ALICE

Oh, Al!

 

                        FADE TO

 

88   EXT  PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT    DAY                                             88

 

BRAT, JIM and UNCLE SIT in tableau as before.  MAUREEN continues her performance.

 

MAUREEN

That’s right, we’re faggots! Queers! Queens! Odd fellows! Odd ducks.  Poofs! Poof-fellows.  Quare.  Nancys.  Marys.  Fairies.  Fags.  Catamites. Pederasts.  Fagalahs. Limp wrested, twisted sisters.

 

                        MOISE

You not going to stand there calling yourself names and then blame me! If I don’t know who’s gay and who’s straight, it’s because I don’t care who’s gay and who’s strait.

            And I am not going to work for you because you seem to think the things you say and do are funny, when they hurt people’s feeling and they’re just plain mean!

 

MAUREEN picks MOISE up and starts shaking her.  MAUREEN’S face gets bigger and bigger.

 

                        FADE TO

 

89   EXT          LUMMIS PARK         THE DANCE                          DAY                        89

 

AL, ALICE and MOISE walk with the PEOPLES.      

 

                        AL

"Oh, Al-!" -She knows-.  –We don’t want to think about that.

 

                        MOISE

I saw you dance.  If I had what you have, I wouldn’t want to do anything else either.

 

                        AL

So, you don’t think you have what I have.

 

                        ALICE

Oh, Al!

 

                        MOISE

No.

 

                        AL

I agree.

 

                        ALICE

Oh, Al!

 

                        AL

I saw you dance.  And while over all it was not a bad performance, if this is what you wanted from deep in here-

                                               

            AL taps MOISE in the center of her chest.

 

90   EXT  PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT    DAY                                             90

 

MAUREEN shakes MOISE, the others remain in tableau.

 

MAUREEN

Okay, little one, it is time to explain exactly what you’re up to.  You see, in the real world, where the rest of us live, nobody does anything unless there’s something to gain.  Yet, you’re standing there telling me that you don’t even want a contract!

   Are you really under the impression that you did something to help your Uncle Sir and Brat?

  How, by babbling some hocus pocus about pieces of paper? We could have done this more comfortable over cocktails without leaving the beach!

  Does anyone else understand what she’s up to?

Oh, no, don’t give me that, “love,” shit.  The friends here who love you so much, all live closer to you than they do to the beach.  Coming out here we drove within a mile of where you live.  Even then, no one bothered to suggest we pick you up.

  What time did you go out to catch the bus this morning? To help people who didn’t need your help doing anything at all.  And why would you bother?

 

MOISE

That’s obvious.

 

MAUREEN

Not to me, it isn’t.  Any of you guys understand?

 

UNCLE SIR nods.

 

JIM

Yeah I get it.

 

                        MAUREEN

Brat?

 

                        BRAT

Yes.

 

MAUREEN renews her attack on MOISE.

 

MAUREEN

Well, then, you are going to explain it to me.  I’m not going to be left out!

 

                                                FADE TO

 

91                    EXT                 THE CLUB                              DAY                                    91

 

ROSE and MOISE dance to the sounds of SOUTH BEACH.

 

                                                FADE TO

 

92   EXT  LUMMIS PARK     THE DANCE                          DAY                                                92

 

                        AL

-they wouldn’t even have to offer you a contract.

I don’t know who’s doing the thinking or what they’re thinking about, but it isn’t you, kid.

  And the idea or fact that you ain’t got what I got doesn’t mean you don’t have something.

 

                        MOISE

Me?

 

                        ALICE

Yes.

 

                        AL

It’s just a rare and beautiful as whatever it is I got.

 

                        MOISE

Me?

                        AL

Just come ‘ere.  I’ll give you a gift! I’ve heard them t’ings you say about this place.  And I agree.  It’s paradise and someday, we’ll all be right here, naked as the day we were born and dancing in these streets, this street, with King David.

  If it’s all the same to you I don’t want to step out into that traffic.  And  I don’t take my clothes off in public unless I get paid for it.

  Still, if you will-.

 

AL bows to MOISE the offers his hand.  They dance as though in a large ball room, their music the

 

SOUND:  of traffic, waves, people, gulls and a very thrilled ALICE following and repeating

 

ALICE

Oh, Al! Oh, Al! Oh, Al!

                       

                                                FADE TO

 

93   EXT  PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT    DAY                                             93

 

MAUREEN shakes MOISE.  BRAT, JIM and UNCLE SIR stand in decorative tableau.  MOISE flails, trying not to hurt MAUREEN, but finally grabs the wig, which slides to expose MAURICE.

 

MAUREEN

Explain it to me! Explain it to me!

 

                        MOISE

I love you.

 

MAUREEN drops MOISE.

MAUREEN

Why?

 

                        MOISE

Because, God does.  There is a God, a creator, who made everything and loves all of us.  And someday, some way, I am going to prove it!

 

MOISE runs off.

 

MAUREEN freezes, part of the tableau for a moment, then mimics MOISE.

 

MAUREEN

Ya ya ya ya! “I’m going to prove it!” I’m not going to follow her.

 

SOUND:  A fast moving car, tires screeching, a thud, a car picking up speed.

 

                                                  FADE TO

 

94   INT           DAY    FRAT HOUSE ARCHIVES                                                                        94 

 

FRANKIE, JO, JACKIE and ISME working on archives.

 

FRANKIE

He wanted to be buried at sea.

 

JO

Why was such a simple request denied?

 

JACKIE

It must be illegal somewhere.

 

ISME

And she just disappeared.

 

JO

What could she do?

 

FRANKIE

What else could she do?

 

JACKIE

She thought he was acting.

 

JO

This was a theatre fraternity.  Don’t you think he was acting?

 

ISME

She wasn’t.

 

FRANKIE

So?

 

FADE TO

 

95   EXT  PARKING LOT MICCOSUCCI RESTAURANT    DAY                                             95

 

MOISE is stretched out on the tarmac.   UNCLE SIR kneels beside her, checking her pulse.  BRAT comforts MAUREEN to one side.  FAY holds a glass of water.  A MAN FROM THE RESERVATION kneels to study the bruises on MOISE’S chest, then stands shaking his head, no.

 

MAN FROM THE RESERVATION

Pray. (He does.)

 

FAY

Honey, here’s your water.  Do you remember me? I’m, Fay.

 

                        JIM

Son of a- -god, doesn’t even have a license plate!

 

                        MOISE

So am I.

 

                        FAY

Thing is, honey, I’m afraid you really are.

 

JIM

We better call an ambulance.

 

MAN FROM THE RESERVATION

Pray.

 

                        UNCLE SIR

How long would it take an ambulance to get out here?

 

                        MAUREEN

I believe she wants to be in water.

 

                        FAY

Why didn’t you say so? I live just-

 

                        FADE TO

 

96  EXT           NIGHT            MU FRAT HOUSE                                                                         96

 

SOUND:  flugle horn solo; “Tennessee Waltz.”

 

BRAT plays the flugle horn.

 

The FRAT BROTHERS, still dressed for the wedding, dance.

 

MOISE, still dressed in her curtain, dances in.

 

FADE TO

 

97   EXT          NIGHT            CALVARY CEMETERY and MAUSOLEUM                                97

 

SOUND:  flugle horn solo; “Tennessee Waltz.”

 

BRAT plays the flugle horn.

 

The FRAT BROTHERS and MOISE, still dressed for the wedding, dance.

 

Slowly, each of the INDIVIDUALS from THE CLUB and all of the groups from the beach FADE in and join the dance.

 

MOISE

Time is the greatest distance.

 

UNLE SIR

Is it time?

 

MAURICE

Time for Miss Understood to be acknowledged.

 

JOE

Mr. Understood.

 

MOISE

He stood when others were afraid.

ALICE

“Blow out your candles, Laura.”

 

ZEKE

One candle doesn’t define all hope.

 

ZEKE lights a candle from a source at the gravesite.  OTHERS follow.

 

OUR BETTY

When some of us fear, others will stand.

 

MOISE

He stood.

 

CHARLES

Sexual honesty.

 

RABBI

Sexual responsibility.

 

ROSE

Sensualist.

 

TOM

We experience life with all of our senses, all of the time.

 

SOUND:  MUSIC “The Single Pedal of a Rose.”

 

MARLA

”I’ve always relied on the kindness of strangers.”

 

JIM

"I didn’t go to the moon-."

 

TOM

"I went further than that."

 

MR.  GREENSTREET

“Time is the greatest distance-.

 

TOM

Love transcends time and space, class and race and gender.

SOUND:  Soft echo and response, “Miss Understood,” “Mr.  Understood,” continues.” JO, FRANKIE, JACKIE and ISME dance into the scene. 

 

ISME

-What did she do that was so important?

 

TOM

“She called me a child of God.” 

 

OFFICER CROWLEY and THE LIFEGUARD lift TOM onto their shoulders, ALL gather around.

 

MOISE

His was not a gentle life.  But “the elements” did “mix in him.” And nature herself has risen up to

say, ‘this was a man!’”

 

CHARLES

Nothing more?

 

MOISE

Nothing less.

 

Some with lit candles, ALL carrying TOM on their shoulders dance out to

 

FADE TO

 

98  EXT           DAY    SOUTH BEACH  THE DANCE         FROM THE WATER     DAY      98

 

The funeral cartage moves through the PEOPLES to the water.

 

SOUND:  “Single Pedal of a ROSE” and the chants continue, softly.

 

FADE TO

 

99        INT      BATHROOM  FAY’S MOBILE HOME                                            DAY          99

 

MAURICE uses the mirror of the medicine cabinet, first trying to clean the wig, then trying to salvage the make up.  Finally going through the contents of the cabinet to consider things like suicide by Midol or safety razor.

 

MOISE rests in the bath, her face visible at one end of the tub.  Suddenly her eyes flicker.

 

MOISE

Don’t worry, Mister, I’m not going to die-.

 

MAURICE drops a handful of medicine cabinet contents into the sink with a clatter.

 

MOISE

-if that’s what you’re worried about.

 

MAURICE turns to MOISE with conflicting emotions, hip rolling and a lot of MAUREEN.

 

MAURICE

We have to stop meeting like this.

 

                        MOISE

Okay.

 

                        MAURICE

Next time I get the bath.

 

                        MOISE

Okay.

 

MAURICE

When you knew the car was going to hit you, you leapt.

 

                        MOISE

Yes.

 

                        MAURICE

I’ll find you.

 

                                                FADE TO

 

100   EXT        OCEAN DRIVE          THE DANCE              DAY                                              100

 

ROSE and MOISE dance to the sounds of SOUTH BEACH.

 

                        FADE TO

 

101  EXT                     THE OPEN OCEAN                          DAY                                              101

 

A small dot becomes MOISE.

 

MAURICE surfaces.

 

MAURICE

‘ pissed?

 

            MOISE  drips a handful of water into MAURICE’ face.

 

MAURICE

Well, then.  Where are we?

 

MAURICE slowly and deliberately dunks MOISE.

 

            MOISE FLOATS TO THE TOP still serene.

 

MOISE

I have no idea.

 

MAURICE

Maybe we can walk back.

 

MOISE

To where?

 

DOZENS OF LIVING THINGS splash, moving along the surface of the water.  When the splashes are close enough, WELL DRESSED PROFESSIONAL PEOPLE can be recognized.  As the group comes more-or-less abreast, one of the swimmers pops her head out of the water.

 

SWIMMER

Good afternoon!

 

MAURICE will not be daunted.

 

MAURICE

Hi, how are you.

 

MOISE waves as the swimmers continue off.

 

MAURICE

Who are they?

 

MOISE

College professors.

 

MAURICE

They must be your professors.  I didn’t go to college.

 

MOISE

Why not?

 

UNCLE SIR walks across the water into the scene.

 

UNCLE SIR

Everybody was worried when you didn’t show up-. 

 

                        MAURICE

-How come he can do that, and I can’t?

 

UNCLE SIR starts to sink.

 

UNCLE SIR

 

Thanks a lot.

 

UNCLE SIR resurfaces and heads back the way he came.

 

102    EXT       DAY    SOUTH BEACH         THE DANCE  FROM THE WATER     DAY      102

 

People from INDEPENDENT LAYERS OF TIME move through, evidently unaware of, each other.

 

ALL INDIVIDUALS and groups move rhythmically about their tasks.

 

MAUREEN stands on the wall rolling her hips, smiling and gesturing us to join in.

 

Near MAUREEN, COPPER-SURFER-TODDLER JESUS happily invites us with  hip rolling come-on gestures much like MAUREEN’S.

 

SOUND:  “I Will Always Love You,” Dolly Parton, The Best Little Whore House in Texas.  Just that line.

 

MOISE

            (VOS)

Thank you.

 

FADE TO

 

THE END