The Way Up

The Way Up

A Stage Play by vukcic

The Way Up


A man, PETE, and a woman, LISA are sitting at a fold out table with a bunch of worthless kitsch surrounding them. There's a sign on the table that says “PAY HERE” and a metal lockbox. The woman is dressed in whatever is popular that day, and the man is dressed like the opposite. She sips a tall, fruity drink, and he sips a cheap beer.


PETE


None of this crap will sell.


LISA


You keep saying that.


PETE


It's truth.


LISA


You don't know that. You'd be surprised what people will buy. I mean, some of it's pretty cute. Your mother had...taste...I'll give her that.


PETE


Oh, you'll give her that?


LISA


Yeah, I'll give her that.


They sit in silence for a few moments. A man, BILLY, approaches the table, holding a strange useless object that some might consider art.


BILLY


How much?


PETE


Did you look at the tag?


LISA


Ugh, don't be rude, Peter.


PETE


I'm not being rude. It's got a tag on it and he asks me that and come on, it's got a tag.


(PETE crosses his arms and leans back with a huff. BILLY looks at the tag.)


BILLY


Says ten cents.


LISA


Well, a dime and it's yours.


BILLY


No, I didn't want it. I just wanted to know how much it was.


PETE


Well if you didn't want it then who cares how much it is?


LISA


Peter, please.


PETE


But...seriously?


LISA


Stop it. (To BILLY) Oh, well, it's ten cents.


BILLY


Thanks!


Billy leaves.


PETE


How can you be nice to people like that?


LISA


I'm not being nice, I'm just being normal.


PETE


That's not normal. That guy is an idiot. Treat him like an idiot.


LISA


Just stop it, you'll embarrass me.


PETE


Embarrass you? Who cares what these people think?!


LISA


I care.


PETE


Why?


LISA


Because.


PETE


Because because because. You don't even know why.


LISA


If you're going to be like that, just go in the house.


PETE


No. Someone's gotta sell all this crap. My parents die and leave me with a house full of flea market junk. When I went through it all I expected to find love letters between them, or sex toys, or a skeleton, or porn or something. Anything that showed they were people, and not just piles and piles of useless kitsch.


LISA


Don't be so melodramatic. They were old people who did old people stuff.


PETE


They weren't always old.


LISA


Yes they were.


PETE


And then one day we'll be old people and we'll have our own house full of s**t. Hell, why sell it all now? Might as well keep it, get started early.


LISA


Shut up.


BILLY returns, carrying another useless object, a statue of a clown.


BILLY


What's this thing?


PETE


It's a butt plug.


LISA


Peter!


PETE


How the hell should I know what it is?


BILLY


It looks like a clown to me.


PETE


Well, congratulations. You found the secret clown. You get the secret clown prize.


BILLY


What's the secret clown prize?


PETE


You get the secret clown. Now get the hell out of here.


LISA


Peter, I swear to god, stop being an a*s.


BILLY


But I don't want it.


PETE


Then why are you carrying it around?!


BILLY


Just wanted to know what it was.


PETE


Oh, I see. Give me that for a second.


LISA


Peter...


BILLY hands him the statue. PETE throws it against the ground, breaking it.


PETE


There! Now nobody gets the secret clown. Way to go! What's your name?


BILLY


Me?


PETE


Oh my god, yes you. What is your name?


BILLY


Billy.


PETE


Of course. A grown f*****g man named Billy. Well guess what Billy. You made me do that because you're an idiot. All the Billys of the world make all the Petes of the world smash clown statues because Billys are stupid and Petes just can't f*****g take it.


LISA


Peter, calm down. (To BILLY) I'm so sorry, sir. He's just...under a lot of stress lately.


PETE


Billy, I'm gonna level with you here. I wish you were that clown. I wish I could smash you. But that would just embarrass my wife and put me in jail.


BILLY


I'm not a clown. I'm Billy.


LISA


Billy, did you see all the hummel figurines over there under the tree? I bet you'd like those, Billy. You should go look at them.


BILLY


I already did. They're eyes seem like they follow me when I walk by.


LISA


Well go look at them again!


BILLY leaves.


PETE


I can't do this, Lisa. I just can't.


LISA


Do what?


PETE


Be a person that coexists with people like that.


LISA


Then don't. Go live in a cave. Why did you break that clown?


PETE


It made me feel feelings so I smashed it.


LISA


That doesn't sound very mature, does it?


PETE


I don't want to be mature. I don't want to be old and respectable and dead. I want to make a pillow fort.


LISA


Well, make one then. Who's stopping you?


PETE


Billy.


LISA


Billy? Billy's trying to hide from the hummels behind the tree. Billy isn't stopping you from doing s**t, Pete. What's this really about?


PETE


Things disappear, and they don't leave anything behind. Then they're forgotten. Might as well never have existed in the first place.


LISA


They aren't forgotten unless you forget them.


PETE


You can't stop it. Things just fade away.


LISA


So you're going to hide from the cruel march of time inside your pillow fort, cursing the Billys of the world until you disappear too?


PETE


Yes.


LISA


Well, I think you're already fading away. I can see right through you.


PETE


Exactly.


LISA


Ugh, listen, I know things are tough and you're emoting all over the yard right now, but feeling sorry for yourself won't fix that clown or kill Billy dead. It's just going to make you annoying to be around. So if you want to play king of the down feather castle, fine. Go for it. But do it alone.


BILLY returns carrying something gigantic.


LISA


Goddamn it Billy, go away!


BILLY leaves.


PETE


I don't want this.


LISA


No one does.


PETE


Billy does.


LISA


You care what Billy wants?


PETE


I didn't think so.


LISA


You care. You care because you want to be the opposite of Billy, and you need Billy to be over there so you can be over here.


PETE


But Billy keeps coming over here.


LISA


Then go somewhere else. Go somewhere Billy can't follow.


PETE


There will be more Billys there too.


LISA


Then climb higher and higher until you get so high all the Billys suffocate from lack of oxygen.


PETE


Would you climb up there with me?


LISA


Are you going to keep smashing clowns?


PETE


Maybe a few. That thing was really ugly.


LISA


Yes it was.


BILLY returns carrying all the hummels in a basket.


BILLY


We talked about it, and we came to an agreement.


LISA


You...and the hummels?


BILLY


Yeah. They kept staring, but it turns out their faces are just made like that.


PETE laughs.


LISA


Ah, right. That makes sense.


BILLY


How much for the lot of them?


PETE


How much money you got, Billy?


BILLY sets down the basket and counts his money.


BILLY


27 dollars, and a coupon to KFC.


PETE


Deal.


PETE takes the money and stands.


PETE


(To Lisa) Come on.


LISA stands.


PETE


(To Billy) Enjoy the hummels, Billy. Enjoy all this s**t. It's yours. Enjoy your life down here.


LISA


Where are we going?


PETE


Up.

© 2012 vukcic


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