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Plays for 1, 2 people. Collection №3
Nikolay Lakutin
I present the third collection of my plays for the period of 2019 and 2020. There are five plays with the number of actors of one and two people. Some of the plays included in the collection already have contracts for production in Russia and abroad.
The play "My other people's lives"
Comedy for 1 person. One male role.
Duration 1 hour.
ACTOR
ALEXANDER is an experienced theater and film actor.
All rearrangements of the set design are performed by the assistant Director in front of the audience in a subdued light, to music, this will give you the opportunity to switch, relax, spend the past episode in your mind and prepare for a new scene. This move is also provided for cutting out time for the actor to have time to change for the next scene.
1 scene. LOVER
Soft, intricate music plays, which ends abruptly and a woman's heart-rending scream is heard.
The CRY of a WOMAN (fearful): AAAAAAAAAAA! No… you got it all wrong, stop, stop, I'm begging you!!! It's not like that! It's not like that! Stop it! Noooooooooooo!
The sound of breaking glass is heard.
The curtain is opening!
From the window she jumps out and falls zapoloshnye Alexander.
He is wearing a ragged shirt, one sock on his leg, and his underpants are in place, though on the left side, and slightly lowered, which the inquisitive eye of the viewer can notice.
His trousers and jumper are crumpled in his hand.
Alexander hastily leaves the territory next to the window, finds a secluded place, tries to catch his breath, and hurriedly dresses.
ALEXANDER (with shortness of breath, to the audience): What is most offensive, I haven't even done anything yet, just entered, as comrade Saakhov from the Caucasian captive would say. However, the situation here is somewhat different. I did go further than that in my intentions, but… alas, not as far as I had planned.
He finishes putting on his trousers and jumper and realizes that one sock and one Shoe are missing.
He nods his head sadly, glancing toward the window.
He puts his hands in his trousers.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, reproachfully): Yes, gentlemen! It also happens that the docking has not yet taken place, and you are already defeated! Well, at least convicted and almost punished!
What exactly did I do? Well, I met a lady. We are no longer youngsters, it is clear that we do not need much time for talking and rocking. Still, everyone understands what's what!
Theoretically, I might not have known she was married at all! Theoretically. Why jump on me right away with a tire iron? This, after all, is not pedagogical, ethical, or hygienic! Why the hell do people keep a tire iron in their apartments anyway? Know, I'm not the first…
Thinking.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, with condemnation): And yet. Here's the situation. You are a happy, or not very happy, but almost certainly a Horny husband. Come home and find your wife with some guy. Well, let's say in bed, even though we didn't have time to get to it. (He thinks sympathetically, pauses for a moment.) How should an educated person behave in this case? We must assume that from childhood we are not just taught to say Hello to strangers, if we intend to enter into a dialogue with them. So why do people always forget about this elementary rule? Not once in my practice of such excesses, not a single husband greeted me! And what do we want from this society? What peaks of self-realization and development of the level of consciousness can we talk about in this state of Affairs?
He shakes his head disapprovingly and passes, snorting indignantly across the stage.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, looking for sympathy): Well, you saw your wife with someone. So you figure it out first! If you don't say Hello, you ignoramus, at least ask what's what! And he… Don't ask how it will give (swings his fist, indicating the continuation of the remark with a gesture) In General, everything happened. Do you know how much it costs to insert your teeth now? All frustration, all waste with these rude, ignorant, uneducated narrow-minded people.
Changes the sock from one foot to the other. The other leg is exposed accordingly.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, explaining): My leg is frozen. That one was still more or less warm, but this one was frozen. It'll warm up, then I'll change it back. That's how we live!
He sighs sadly.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, looking for sympathy): Sometimes, you know… You will come to the young lady in a fit of continuation of a beautiful evening. And you don't really want to. So somehow everything worked out, it turned out. What should I do? If you refuse, you will offend the lady. You'll leave her traumatized for life. So you have to pore over the mortal body. And you probably think that men are such dogs that they are always ready to climb under every skirt everywhere? Not at all. We like the attendants of the forest. We are happy for the common great cause. Exclusively care and attention to the fair sex, but the rest is already… Production costs, so to speak. And I must Tell you that it is very insulting when you are such a caring, sensitive, responsible, noble and sympathetic person is put out of the door (shouts in the direction of the window from which he fell) or out of the window! That is even worse!
Makes a lyrical digression on the face.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, in the pose of an ancient Herald):
Ah, gentlemen! I'm really outraged!
How can you treat beautiful men like this?
I'm all flabby, cold, and exhausted,
Doubt is gnawing, was it worth it to be born into the world?
It comes out of the image of ancient characters.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, looking for sympathy):
Here we are. He spoke in verse.
These women are capable of anything.
After all, he was not diligent, he was fooling his brains,
One contact and we are capable…
Alexander covers his mouth with his hand in amazement, not expecting what he is carrying.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, excitedly): I
'll get out of here quickly,
Until I got these ideas…
Quickly leaves the stage.
ZTM.
2 scene. INDIAN
The melody of a sensual gifted dudukist sounds, worse if the flute, but also goes, and drums.
Not a bright light.
Bonfire near the Bungalow.
The setting of an Indian remote tribe.
In the center, in the robes of a leader, sits Alexander. He sits with his back to the viewer in the image of a wise leader making an important decision at the moment.
The music stops.
Alexander abruptly turns to the viewer and with burning eyes, with anxiety and an emotional explosion, announces his decision.
ALEXANDER (slowly, importantly, "under the skin»): This decision was very difficult for me. Don't think that I don't value my fellow men. Each of You is as dear to me as your own child. And yet… I've made my decision! About half of us will die… But we accept the fight! If we don't respond, we will all die very soon.
Alexander stands up, raises his hands, and finishes the moving speech as emotionally as possible.
ALEXANDER (loudly, charged): We are not strangers here to wander, hide, and find new places to settle! We are the masters here! This is our home! And we will fight back against anyone who dares to push us!
Loud music related to the warlike motives of the tribes.
VOICE-over: Stop! Removed.
Bright light.
Alexander comes out of the role, puts out the fire. He takes off his clothes, exhales, takes out an electric kettle and a stool, carries it all to the stage, brings a mug here, pours it, drinks it. He takes his mobile phone out of his pocket, looks at the missed calls, and puts the phone back in his pocket.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, calmly, with a mug in his hand): That's it, friends. There I am the lover, here the chief of the tribe… How many fates I've played in my career… How many lives… How many emotions this scene has absorbed in its long (not long, if the theater is new) life…
Alexander goes to the forefront with a mug, sits down, his legs hang down in the aisle to the audience.
He takes a SIP and puts the mug down next to him.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, sharing in a friendly way): You know… I played in an Indian Saga here. In General, in many different eras there is an actor. And there is much to learn in every era. Not just for me, but for humanity as a whole. People are generally similar in their aspirations at all times. In this regard, we are not far from the beginning of time. Most people are still chasing fame and fortune. But still, each period has its own pearls, or at least those people who draw the attention of the public of their time to the true values of man. So when I played the leader of the tribe, I became imbued with what we now call patriotism.
Alexander gets up and walks to the center of the stage.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, pathetic): The leader! Chief of the tribe! This is, in fact, in those days, your President of your people! Small or not very small, but people. And here's what's interesting, just imagine! The President of those times was ready to give his life for every member of his society. For every representative of your people! And the people of the tribe were ready to give their lives for the leader without thinking. (Viewer) Do you think this trend has continued today?
ALEXANDER (to the audience, cautiously): I must admit, I'm not sure about this. There are many things that remain unchanged in the history of human civilization. In General, our primitive level of development is still far from what we could be today, if not for the greed, ignorance and hostility of the tribes, which is not new then and today… But it's not easy for me to accept the fact that we are… modern people of the 21st century have a lot to learn from those… ancient undeveloped at first glance of the tribes. I'm not talking about their secret knowledge of astrology and numerology, which they passed on from generation to generation, which we have only barely comprehended through modern science… I'm talking about a simple, superficial at first glance observation. What is the word of that leader and the word of the current President worth? It doesn't matter which country. The system as a whole is one. The attitude of the people to the leader and to the President. Their relationship to each other… The enmity between the clans then and the peoples today – all this remains, but within the tribe… within today's country… There are changes here. And I would not say that there is progress for the better. Oh, well… Life goes on as usual, and there were dissatisfied people at all times.
Alexander busily goes to the filming location.
ALEXANDER (loudly, to the film crew): Guys, let's have another duplicate! I have an idea how to present this scene more vividly.
Music as in the beginning of the scene.
Sits back in the image of the leader, turns away from the viewer.
ZTM.
3 scene. WOMEN
In a white suit, to lyrical music with a large bouquet of roses in his hands, Alexander enters the stage.
He is somewhat philosophical, with love, with complete dedication and self-denial.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, tenderly, warmly, with love, respect and honor): You know, I've played women many times in the theater and in movies. And I think I've learned to understand them a little. However… The sad thing about this situation is that I've learned to understand what most men don't understand about men. .. What a century is measured out in the yard, and we still have not learned to understand not only each other, but even ourselves. And even this very understanding, in my opinion, is already a breakthrough. At least, there is already something to start from. But in this context, I don't want to talk about men. I'm going to talk about women now. Men, you can take a NAP for now.
He walks across the stage, takes a deep breath, and creates a state of anticipation in the audience with careful, gentle glances.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, tenderly, warmly, with love, respect and honor): Woman… Oh, how grateful I am to heavenly father for making you like this… How much is given to us, men, to experience next to such a creature as a woman. And if these minutes, hours, years, or even lives do not bring us joy, it is only because we are not able to correctly accept Your bestowal.
Dear, dear, beloved women, I would like to give You today a piece of warmth, a piece of the respect and admiration that my heart has always burned for you.
I… would like to sincerely ask your forgiveness on behalf of all men. On behalf of all The men you've ever met. I am not going to ask your forgiveness for the meanness and insults that my brother once caused you. No, let everyone answer for this one. I want to apologize for something else. For the fact that none of us men are fully given an understanding of Your beautiful feminine essence. For the most part, we judge women superficially. Of course, the eye is our highest court and chief Prosecutor. What does he see besides shapes, clothes, and lips? Our eyes are focused on a rather narrow spectrum. We feel that there is something inside under the imprisonment of the human mind. And what is hidden under the female beauty, so it is difficult even to imagine, but rather scary. There is an immense force that can sweep away its wave in both directions. She knows how to create and destroy no less. This is the Canon of immeasurable power. Yes, it's a shame that the male immature essence is given this power to control. And sometimes it's up to us to decide which direction to channel the storm of passion.
Ah, women… Well, how Can I not love you? What turns of Your gestures. And I'm not talking about the body, but about actions, thoughts, and what's in the bowels.
And today, on behalf of the men, I want to apologize for our stupidity. Yes, if we knew who protects us, who keeps and spoils us sometimes. What a gentle hand life takes care of us. We would be very different creatures. We would live in Eden on Earth.
Dear, beloved, beautiful, charming women, I say thank You today. Thank you that you will not hear anywhere or from anyone! It's a little different, believe me.
Alexander descends from the stage and begins to distribute roses to women in a chaotic manner… Not just the first row.
In the process of distributing roses continues his speech, or rather reading poetry.
ALEXANDER (to the audience, tenderly, warmly, with love, respect and honor):
How can I describe in words what is beyond the edge?
That the soul teases from the inside.
What kind of invisible edge
Touch the viewer's heart inside.
Especially when that viewer is a virgin.
Father's beautiful creation.
There is no room for gratitude here.,
We should delight You to no end.
You should be exalted as the mother of creation,
