Three One-Act Plays

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by Woody Allen

Sheila—he's a dentist.

  HAL

  Hey, that's almost as bad as me—ooh—well, I mean—er—what does your sister do? Is she a model?

  SHEILA

  Jenny has a lingerie shop in Manhattan, and her husband streamlines rear ends and I don't mean automotive work. He's a plastic surgeon.

  (Sandy laughs at Sheila's joke.)

  sandy (looking out window)

  The birdhouse is still up.

  HAL

  I designed and built that birdhouse myself.

  SANDY

  Based on the Guggenheim.

  HAL

  Hey—do you know about the secret vault?

  SHEILA

  No.

  HAL

  Yes, we wouldn't have known except we were told by the original owner who built the house, Mr. Warner. He made a hidden safe behind the fireplace.

  SHEILA

  No.

  HAL

  Yes—he did—

  SANDY

  Show her.

  HAL

  Here, it's right behind here, but you have to know where the hidden latch is.

  (Fiddling.)

  SANDY

  It's the top one and you pull the lever …

  HAL

  Here it—I got it—here you go …

  SHEILA

  (watches it open)

  My God, you learn something new every day—

  HAL

  I can't believe you didn't know about it.

  SHEILA

  I had no idea! I lean on that mantel all the time—I never dreamed—a hidden safe—what's this?

  SANDY

  What is that?

  SHEILA

  (removes an old notebook—reads aloud)

  I want to treasure these moments because they are the most passionate I've known.

  (looks up)

  Hmm. What is this?

  (thumbs diary—reads)

  Her quivering breasts under my hands caused us both to breathe heavy—

  HAL

  What'd you find there?

  SHEILA

  (reads)

  Chronicle of my love affair with Sheila's sister, Jenny, by Norman Pollack—

  (Sheila looks up.)

  HAL

  Norman Pollack—that's her husband.

  SANDY

  Well, it was nice meeting you …

  SHEILA

  Norman, can you come into the living room for a minute?

  SANDY

  We'll just let ourselves out …

  NORMAN

  (returning)

  Did you say something, sweetheart?

  SHEILA

  You miserable duplicitous son of a bitch.

  NORMAN

  Pardon me?

  (Realizes she's found something.)

  SANDY

  We love what you've done with the place—

  SHEILA

  This is yours.

  NORMAN

  What are you talking about?

  HAL

  She found your diary. You're in tremendous trouble.

  NORMAN

  My what? You must be kidding.

  SHEILA

  It's your name.

  NORMAN

  Oh Jesus, Sheila. There must be a hundred Norman Pollacks in the phone book.

  SHEILA

  This is your handwriting.

  NORMAN

  Lots of people dot their i's with little circles.

  SHEILA

  There's a snapshot of you and Jenny with your hands on her breasts.

  NORMAN

  That's the only real piece of evidence you have.

  SHEILA

  (reads from diary)

  I can no longer suppress the torrid feelings I have for Sheila's sister. Making love with Jenny is an ecstasy I have never experienced with anyone else.

  SANDY

  If you're ever in Nutley …

  NORMAN

  How did you find it?

  HAL

  When we bought the place I knew about the safe.

  SANDY

  Shut up, Hal.

  NORMAN

  You told her about it?

  HAL

  How did I know you were knocking off Jenny?

  NORMAN

  Now, Sheila, before you jump to any conclusions …

  HAL

  Norman, you don't get it—this is the smoking gun.

  SANDY

  Will you shut up, Hal?

  SHEILA

  (reads from diary)

  I secretly slid my hand under her skirt as the four of us sat on the lawn at Tanglewood under the moonlight. For a moment I thought Sheila noticed—

  HAL

  Does it say what else happens?

  NORMAN

  Would you stay out of this!?

  SHEILA

  Today Jenny pretended she was a little girl and I slapped her rear end. She found it very erotic and we made love.

  HAL

  If I could just see the diary for a minute.

  SANDY

  Hal, butt out.

  JENNY

  (enters)

  Norman—I accidentally let the fire go out in the barbecue.

  SHEILA

  Oh, “I accidentally let the fire go out in the barbecue”? Well, aren't you a bad little girl. Norman's going to have to give you another spanking.

  JENNY

  (doesn't get it)

  What?

  NORMAN

  She found my diary.

  JENNY

  Your what?

  SHEILA

  (reading)

  Today Jenny and I met at her place and made love in the same bed she shares with David.

  JENNY

  You keep a diary?

  NORMAN

  It was completely hidden. Till he told her where to find it.

  HAL

  How was I to know you were banging him? I innocently showed her the safe.

  JENNY

  Why in hell would you keep a diary?

  HAL

  They're very useful for tax purposes.

  SANDY

  Well—I'm sure you'll work things out—now, if you'll excuse—

  SHEILA

  Like hell—you stay right here—you're witnesses.

  HAL

  Witnesses? Is something gonna happen where you need witnesses?

  SHEILA

  How long have you two been cheating?

  NORMAN

  I'd hardly call a few rendezvous cheating.

  SHEILA

  (looking in diary)

  According to this you had sexual relations four times on President's Day alone.

  NORMAN

  Well, yes, because Washington and Lincoln's birthdays are celebrated together.

  HAL

  I don't see what the big deal is here. Everybody in suburbia cheats.

  SANDY

  They do?

  SHEILA

  (reading diary)

  Where did you learn those positions?

  JENNY

  Pilates.

  HAL

  (laughing at her joke too hard)

  Did you hear that—

  SANDY

  I heard her, I heard her. We lived in suburbia—right here in fact—I hope you didn't cheat, because I didn't.

  HAL

  Of course I wouldn't.

  SANDY

  Then why would you say something like that?

  HAL

  I was generalizing.

  SANDY

  Never with Holly?

  HAL

  Holly Fox? Gimme a break. Because she was an actress?

  SANDY

  Exactly—because you always insisted she wasn't so beautiful, but on several occasions you said her name in your sleep.

  HAL

  You're projecting because you always had a little crush on her brother.

  SANDY

  Believe me, if I wanted Ken Fox I would have had no problem.

 
HAL

  Meaning what?

  SANDY

  Meaning he hit on me once a week for a year but I fended him off.

  HAL

  Well, this is the first I'm hearing about that.

  SHEILA

  How long have you two been having this tempestuous affair?

  NORMAN

  (simultaneously with Jenny)

  Not long.

  JENNY

  Three years.

  NORMAN

  Six months.

  JENNY

  A year.

  NORMAN

  And a half.

  JENNY

  Not long.

  NORMAN

  There was a lot of downtime.

  SHEILA

  How could you do it, you're my sister!

  JENNY

  What can I say, we fell in love.

  NORMAN

  It wasn't love, it was pure sex.

  JENNY

  You said it was love.

  NORMAN

  I never actually used that word—I said I “care” for you— I “miss” you—I “need” you—I “can't live without you” —but not love.

  SHEILA

  All this time you've been sharing my bed you've been sleeping with Jenny.

  NORMAN

  Can I help it if she seduced me?

  JENNY

  I seduced you?

  NORMAN

  Three years ago I walked into her lingerie shop—to buy you a present—I found something that looked nice—I asked if it would fit you—she said she was about your size, she'd try it on—I could see it—we both went into the changing booth— she slipped into it—

  HAL

  Into what?

  NORMAN

  A thong—she was wearing a thong.

  SANDY

  (to Hal)

  Will you butt out.

  HAL

  I'm trying to follow the narrative.

  SANDY

  You find her attractive, don't you?

  SHEILA

  You too?

  HAL

  What?

  SANDY

  I heard you ask Sheila if her sister was a model—and you've been champing at the bit to get your hands on that diary.

  HAL

  Can I help it if I'm an inadvertent participant in this all-toohuman drama?

  SHEILA

  (handing him diary)

  Here—you appreciate literature—

  HAL

  I really don't—

  (Has accepted diary and becomes riveted by it.)

  SANDY

  Oh go ahead, Hal, take it. I'm sure you'll find the details of her sexual activities gratifying.

  HAL

  (leafing through book)

  Well, maybe to—uh—uh—

  SANDY

  Let's say to a live male under ninety.

  HAL

  Gee, Sandy, I only wish you were half as adventurous as she is.

  SANDY

  Over my dead body.

  HAL

  I'm not discussing our sex life.

  SANDY

  I'm sorry if I disappoint you.

  HAL

  Look, we've been through it … I'm only saying, if you were willing to experiment once in a while …

  SANDY

  If by experimenting you mean a threesome with Holly Fox.

  HAL

  Well, what is your idea of an experiment?

  SANDY

  I don't think about experimenting. We're making love, not working on a science grant.

  SHEILA

  You always read about those perverted dentists who have sex with their unconscious patients during root canal.

  NORMAN

  I'm not a perverted dentist. I'm a perverted orthodontist—you never got that straight. Look, I take full responsibility. If you have to blame someone, blame me.

  SHEILA

  Who the hell do you think I'm blaming?

  DAVID

  (emerges from den)

  Tiger Woods just bogeyed a hole.

  HAL

  So did Norman.

  DAVID

  It's very exciting.

  SHEILA

  Join us, David, we have something to show you.

  DAVID

  Can't it wait?

  SHEILA

  I don't know, it's very hot.

  JENNY

  Stop being so vicious.

  SHEILA

  Come sit with me for a moment, David.

  HAL

  Quick, Sandy—do you have our camcorder?

  SANDY

  It's in the car.

  SHEILA

  Read this diary, David—see if you recognize any of the protagonists.

  DAVID

  (taking diary)

  What is this? Tiger Woods is going to set a record.

  NORMAN

  Let the man enjoy his golf. This doesn't concern him.

  HAL

  Oh, Norman—he's bound to have some marginal interest.

  (David reads.)

  SHEILA

  What do you think, David—recognize the lead characters?

  HAL

  Of course he does.

  DAVID

  The people?

  SHEILA

  Yes, the married woman called Jenny and the dentist.

  DAVID

  The married woman, Jenny? Where would I recognize her from?

  SHEILA

  Try breakfast.

  DAVID

  What is this, some silly piece of porn? Why should I read it, I'm watching the U.S. Open.

  SHEILA

  You're married to the U.S. Open.

  NORMAN

  Jenny—

  SHEILA

  Norman!

  NORMAN

  Sheila.

  DAVID

  What? What am I missing?

  HAL

  Can I give him a hint?

  SANDY

  Will you keep out.

  HAL

  I can't believe he can't get it.

  SHEILA

  You find it a coincidence the man's name is Norman and the woman's is Jenny?

  DAVID

  No—why?

  SHEILA

  Your wife's name is Jenny, my husband's name is Norman.

  DAVID

  So?

  SANDY

  This guy's a doctor?

  SHEILA

  You recognize the two people in this photo?

  NORMAN

  Sheila—

  HAL

  I've heard of denial—

  DAVID

  Yes—that's your husband with some woman.

  SHEILA

  Uh-huh—you see Norman's tongue?

  DAVID

  Yes.

  SHEILA

  Where is it?

  DAVID

  In his mouth.

  SHEILA

  The other end.

  DAVID

  In this woman's ear.

  SHEILA

  And his hands?

  DAVID

  (studies photo)

  Hmmm—Norman, is this some new dental procedure?

  SHEILA

  And you don't recognize the woman?

  DAVID

  She's definitely familiar.

  SHEILA

  Shall I give you a clue?

  JENNY

  I can't stand this.

  SHEILA

  Remember how years ago you met a young woman at a dinner party and you hit it off and began dating?

  DAVID

  Yes—and we both loved Tolstoy and French films and sailing— and I married her—Jenny—so what is your point? That the woman in the diary—in the photo—resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman resembles Jenny? That the woman—that the woman's Jenny—it's Jenny—I got it—I got it.

  HAL

  I'd never let this guy do my plastic surgery.

  JENNY

&nbs
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  DAVID

  (stunned)

  This is you—you're her—she's you—she's who you are—

  JENNY

  David, try and understand—apart from the sex it was platonic.

  HAL

  What is the problem here? If she can discuss Tolstoy and foreign films and also does all this you've hit the jackpot.

  SANDY

  You have a thing for her—I felt that right off.

  HAL

  All I'm saying is that in addition to a cultivated wife and good mother it's nice if you go to bed each night with a real freak.

  SANDY

  I don't believe I'm hearing this.

  DAVID

  I'm stunned—I'm stupefied. I didn't even know—who is the guy again?

  SHEILA

  Norman—Norman—right here.

  NORMAN

  Oh stop it, Sheila. I've been having an affair with Jenny.

  DAVID

  Jenny—a woman with the same name as my wife?

  SHEILA

  The trauma's too much.

  DAVID

  A love affair?

  HAL

  This guy kills me—what other kind of affair is there?

  DAVID

  But that means Norman and Jenny are sleeping with each other.

  JENNY

  Yes, David, we slept together—but if it's any consolation, there was very little foreplay.

  SHEILA

  That sounds like Norman.

  DAVID

  But he's my brother-in-law and she's my wife. And who are the people in the picture?

  SHEILA

  He's lost it.

  DAVID

  Excuse me.

  (Exits.)

  HAL

  If he's going to see Tiger Woods now, that's what I call a sports fan.

  SHEILA

  Of course this means a divorce.

  JENNY

  Sheila, I may have cheated physically, but mentally I've been a loyal sibling.

  SHEILA

  Sibling? How dare you? You're no longer my sister. From this moment on, the most you could ever be to me is a niece.

  NORMAN

  Sheila, Sheila … how can I make this up to you?

  SHEILA

  The firm of Rifkin and Abramowitz will let you know.

  DAVID

  (enters with rifle)

  And now—prepare to die.

  JENNY

  David!

  NORMAN

  All right, let's not play games. That's a loaded shotgun.

  DAVID

  Back off, Norman! Back off! Everybody in this room is going to die and then I'm putting the barrel in my mouth and squeezing the trigger.

  HAL

  (looks at watch)

  Oh, is it six already? We have tickets to Mamma Mia !

  DAVID

  Not so fast, I said everybody.

  HAL

  We just drove up to see the house.

  JENNY

  David, you have that look in your eye.

  DAVID

  First you and Norman, then Sheila.

  SHEILA

  Why me? What the hell did I do? I got cheated on like you.

  DAVID

  You found the diary.

  SHEILA

  He showed me where.

  DAVID

  Believe me, he's going too.

  SANDY

  We're innocent bystanders.

  DAVID

 

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