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The Shoplifters

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by Morris Panych

Beat as he thinks.

  That’s when I got my faith, Phyllis. When I realized that I was not alone. God was right there in the emergency waiting room. Like, waiting – get it? God would never let me murder my parents, or even the people in the basement, and he found a way to intervene. What are you doing?

  PHYLLIS

  I think I have a cramp.

  DOM

  I’m trying to talk to you about something important. I can save you, Phyllis. I can set you free.

  PHYLLIS

  (indicates handcuffs) You could start by undoing these.

  DOM

  You got caught today so that I could intervene to save you.

  PHYLLIS

  Save me how?

  DOM

  Sit still.

  He stands over her.

  Why don’t you believe in God, Phyllis?

  PHYLLIS

  I’m beginning to –

  DOM

  You have to believe in him with all your heart.

  PHYLLIS

  Can’t I just believe in what I believe in?

  DOM

  What do you believe in?

  PHYLLIS

  Things.

  DOM

  Things?

  PHYLLIS

  Numbers. Signs. Coins.

  DOM

  Coins?

  PHYLLIS

  Messages.

  DOM

  There is only one message.

  PHYLLIS

  Is it “Jesus”?

  DOM

  Can I please baptize you, Phyllis?

  PHYLLIS

  I knew this would happen; the cookie said.

  DOM

  Cookie?

  PHYLLIS

  Who needs a birthday? Why didn’t I just go to work? I got my coats, and my tip tray, and my claim numbers, and one part of the ticket that matches up to the other part.

  DOM

  What are you talking about?

  PHYLLIS stands suddenly and takes a long step forward to hide the gun between her feet.

  PHYLLIS

  I could’ve just taken some less extravagant meat. What’s wrong with sandwich meat?

  DOM comes around the table to where she is standing.

  DOM

  He made you take that steak so that you would get caught.

  PHYLLIS

  Why would he make me do a bad thing?

  DOM

  So that I could do a good one.

  PHYLLIS

  Really?

  DOM

  Just give yourself over to God, Phyllis. God loves you. Give yourself over.

  PHYLLIS

  Now?

  He gets down on his knees.

  DOM

  He’s all that stands between us and sin. Believe me.

  She kneels cautiously beside him, shoving the gun to one side with her foot.

  PHYLLIS

  Forgive me, Lord.

  DOM

  Forgive her.

  PHYLLIS

  The whole thing was Alma’s idea.

  DOM

  Let’s pray together. Jesus, save this woman.

  He closes his eyes, and she reaches over and grabs the stun gun, slipping it into her purse.

  PHYLLIS

  Save me, Jesus.

  Blackout. In silhouette, DOM grabs PHYLLIS by the arm and escorts her out of the room.

  Scene Two

  OTTO enters carrying a signed confession, followed closely by DOM.

  OTTO

  So you called them already?

  DOM

  I was waiting to talk to you first.

  OTTO

  Good. That’s good thinking. So this is it.

  DOM

  My first confession.

  OTTO

  Beautiful.

  DOM

  She just knelt down and confessed everything.

  OTTO

  What did I tell you about the religious approach to law enforcement?

  DOM

  I don’t think you did.

  OTTO

  No?

  DOM

  You seem strange.

  OTTO

  Do I?

  DOM

  Where did you go?

  OTTO

  When?

  DOM

  When you disappeared.

  OTTO

  I needed an ID from the butcher.

  DOM

  Did you torture her?

  OTTO

  Torture?

  DOM

  Your walkie-talkie came on for a second and I heard some strange sounds.

  OTTO

  Yeah?

  DOM

  Like a car that wouldn’t start.

  OTTO

  Do we need to talk about this?

  DOM

  So where is she?

  OTTO

  She had to use the john.

  DOM

  We said –

  OTTO

  What did we say? We didn’t say anything.

  DOM

  I thought we said –

  OTTO

  Anyway, we got a confession. Let me have a look at this here.

  DOM

  Look. Signed.

  OTTO

  I see that.

  DOM

  Right there.

  OTTO

  Don’t stand over me like that. It makes me feel like I’m – in an aquarium.

  DOM

  I tried the softened eyes thing, but it doesn’t work.

  OTTO

  No?

  DOM

  When you soften your eyes like that, all the anger goes away, all the rage. You lose your instinct for righteousness.

  OTTO

  What are you talking about?

  DOM

  Sinners.

  OTTO

  Shoplifters.

  DOM

  Right.

  OTTO

  I don’t want you talking like this anymore.

  DOM

  Yeah, I should keep my thoughts to myself. Because sometimes –

  OTTO

  Your enthusiasm is –

  DOM

  Is – yeah.

  OTTO

  We’ll go out sometime, we’ll talk about it.

  DOM

  Yeah. That would be –

  OTTO

  Meanwhile, I’m not too sure about this document here.

  DOM

  Why?

  OTTO

  Because it’s a flawed document.

  DOM

  How?

  OTTO

  For one thing, the word “meat” has an a in it. If you spell it “meet,” like this, it’s like people got together for a discussion under her dress.

  DOM

  We’ll just change it.

  OTTO

  You can’t just alter the document.

  DOM

  You said –

  OTTO

  I said a lot of things in my life, Dom. This document will be entered as evidence in court; it can’t be misleading. Look at this, you’ve got spelling mistakes, grammatical errors – that should be an apostrophe. That’s a semicolon that goes there. Jesus. I don’t even know what that is. This is extraordinarily poor penmanship, I have to say.

  DOM

  Who cares about the penmanship?

  OTTO

  I care.

  DOM

  You said we don’t follow the rules.

  OTTO

  Circumstances turn things around, and what seemed right before is wrong now, and vice versa. This case is a complicated one.

  DOM

  What’s complicated? They stole two steaks.

  OTTO

  I know. I know they did. But think about it. Did they?

  DOM

  Yes.

  OTTO

  Well, yes, they did, but –

  DOM

  Otto?

  OTTO

  Suppose nobody stole those steaks, is all I’m saying.

  DOM
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br />   But somebody did, they did.

  OTTO

  But I’m saying suppose we didn’t know. Suppose those steaks had just vanished from the inventory incognito, nobody the wiser? Would it have made our lives any less complete? Is it our destiny as security guards to know only wrong in the world? If we see thieves everywhere, then everywhere we look there will be only thieves.

  DOM

  That’s right!

  OTTO

  We guard against this, Dom, we guard against it with all our lives, but the thief comes anyway. How do we ever stop that?

  DOM

  We have a confession here.

  OTTO

  These are two women off a city bus. These are not the whole of the entire onslaught, the never-ending and unabating fucking reality of our life disappearing, shelf by shelf, aisle by aisle, little by little, out that automatic fucking door.

  DOM

  We need to get ourselves back on track here.

  OTTO

  I’ll tell you what we need. We need a better confession than this. Where is she right now?

  DOM

  I cuffed her up to a pallet of cantaloupes.

  OTTO

  Go and get her, we’re not barbarians in here.

  DOM runs off.

  OTTO

  Cantaloupes, Jesus.

  OTTO tears the confession in half and puts it in his pocket. ALMA enters.

  ALMA

  So –

  OTTO

  What are you still doing here?

  ALMA

  The situation is in flux.

  OTTO

  I gave you a good head start.

  ALMA

  Without Phyllis?

  OTTO

  I can deal with Phyllis.

  ALMA

  I’m not leaving.

  OTTO

  This investigation has been compromised.

  ALMA

  I’m not talking about this investigation. I’m talking about you.

  OTTO

  You’re free to go. Go!

  ALMA

  You think you’re getting off that easy? You think this is just about some lousy misdemeanour?

  OTTO

  Please, before he comes back.

  ALMA

  It’s not finished.

  OTTO

  What isn’t?

  Impulsively, he takes her in his arms.

  OTTO

  Come here!

  ALMA

  Is this what they mean by “held for questioning”?

  OTTO

  Why are you doing this?

  ALMA

  It’s certainly against my better judgment.

  OTTO

  If you found me attractive, I’d be surprised.

  ALMA

  I’ve made love to worse.

  OTTO

  Are you just playing me? I don’t care, but tell me.

  ALMA

  Why are they letting you go?

  OTTO

  What does that matter?

  ALMA

  It matters. Look at me. Why are they letting you go?

  OTTO

  Why wouldn’t they? They say it’s about the profit margins, they say every little item counts. I begged to differ. The value of a thing, the value of a thing, we don’t ever know. A bottle of rubbing alcohol. What do you suppose that means to them? I don’t know what some dumb kid’s going to do with that, but even in a bad way I know it’s going to make his life a little better. So I look the other way. This is his third time. If he’s convicted, they send him down for two years. You ask me what a life is worth. More than a dollar forty-nine. So I turn and walk away, straight into the new manager. “You call yourself a security guard,” he says. He’s right. He’s right to let me go.

  ALMA

  He’s wrong.

  OTTO

  Is he? I was waiting for you to show up today. Hoping.

  ALMA

  Were you?

  OTTO

  You were standing in aisle five the first day I ever saw you. I remember, I watched you take a pack of razor blades, rip the back off, remove the blades, drop them into your purse, and take the package to the front, where you reported the missing blades to the cashier.

  ALMA

  And you didn’t stop me.

  OTTO

  Exactly. I didn’t. I was too intrigued. And what happened next was even stranger. You left the store, but then came back five minutes later. Marched over to the same cashier and handed the blades to her. Told her you found them outside. Why would you shoplift something only to return it?

  ALMA

  Feeling guilty?

  OTTO

  No.

  ALMA

  No, I was testing the system.

  OTTO

  Finding the sweet spot.

  ALMA

  And I found it.

  OTTO

  Over the next few months, I watched you, time after time, neatly, carefully, removing items. Sailing out the door with merchandise. But it was your breezy confidence, something about it, almost your willingness to get caught. You were daring me. You were asking me to apprehend you. And I was loving every minute of it. The others are just bandits. You, you’re something else.

  ALMA

  I am.

  OTTO

  Why do you steal?

  ALMA

  The situation compels me to.

  OTTO

  Situation?

  ALMA

  A wide selection of merchandise.

  OTTO

  What do I care? Walk out of here with everything.

  ALMA

  That’s gonna take a while.

  Blackout.

  Scene Three

  ALMA and PHYLLIS are seated. DOM paces while OTTO leans against a shelf, watching him.

  DOM

  So – we have a signed confession from Phyllis. I would say the jig is up.

  Beat.

  That’s what I would say.

  OTTO

  Yeah, don’t say “the jig is up” – it’s not a great expression.

  ALMA

  Why did you sign anything?

  PHYLLIS

  He made me see the error of my ways.

  DOM

  She found God.

  ALMA

  Where?

  PHYLLIS

  I’m a new person.

  ALMA

  Great. So where does that leave us?

  DOM

  Right here, lady. Right here!

  ALMA

  And when are you going to uncuff her?

  DOM

  Once you’ve signed this.

  OTTO

  Dom, you’re getting too emotionally invested.

  PHYLLIS

  Just sign the confession.

  DOM

  Sign it.

  OTTO

  Don’t talk to her in a threatening manner.

  DOM

  What?

  OTTO

  You heard me.

  DOM

  Whose side are you on?

  OTTO

  Ask her nicely. She’s a human being.

  DOM

  A what?

  ALMA

  Lighten up a little.

  DOM

  But –

  OTTO

  Nicely.

  DOM

  We’re going too easy on them!

  He turns toward ALMA.

  (pleasantly) Will you please sign this document? Ma’am? Thank you.

  Beat.

  ALMA

  That’s more like it. Now, which document is this?

  DOM

  This here.

  OTTO

  Please –

  DOM

  Please.

  ALMA

  Oh this. No.

  DOM

  I asked her nicely.

  PHYLLIS

  I have to pee.

  OTTO

  Ask her again. It’s a game of inches.

  DOM
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  Will you please sign this?

  ALMA

  Are you talking to me?

  PHYLLIS

  He has optical issues.

  ALMA

  And I’m entirely sympathetic. I may or may not have a disadvantage of my own that you may or may not be aware of.

  DOM

  You trying to make me feel sorry for you now?

  ALMA

  I’m trying to create a broader context. I’m trying to make you see that there may be more going on in the world than it appears. Stealing isn’t always just about taking things. People are stealing pharmaceutical patents so that children in Africa can have cheaper medicine. A crime? You be the judge. I don’t know why she signed that confession for you, except that she has to pee –

  PHYLLIS

  I just want to go back to my life is why.

  ALMA

  Step out from the shadows for once, Phyllis.

  PHYLLIS

  Maybe I am stepping out!

  OTTO

  We’re getting nowhere here. Uncuff this woman.

  DOM

  We have a signed confession.

  OTTO

  Do we?

  OTTO tears up the rest of Phyllis’s confession and drops it on the floor. DOM stoops to collect the scraps.

  DOM

  What are you doing? They need to face the consequences.

  OTTO

  The cuffs.

  DOM

  This is wrong.

  OTTO uncuffs PHYLLIS.

  ALMA

  No one is getting arrested, kid.

  DOM

  No?

  OTTO

  No.

  DOM

  No?

  ALMA

  No. Although, I have to say, Phyllis, your willingness to confess to something we didn’t even do makes it awkward to negotiate our release.

  PHYLLIS

  I had a revelation is why.

  ALMA

  Great, she had a revelation. Well, so have I. This whole thing is a dog-and-pony show. You have no case, because you didn’t actually see us conceal anything and we were out of view of the cameras.

  DOM

  How did she know that? You told her that?

  OTTO

  I –

  ALMA

  I drew my own conclusions, based on the fact that you didn’t call the police. And so that’s going to be the end of it. Because, while you weren’t here, your colleague and I – agreed – let’s just call it that, it would be preferable, for reasons too obvious to discuss, if we just walked.

  DOM

  That’s not true. Is that true? Otto?

  OTTO

  I think we might be looking at some procedural anomalies here.

  DOM

  We don’t care about those.

  OTTO

  We may not care about them, but we have to abide by the law.

  DOM

  What law?

  ALMA

  We play the bad guys and you play the good guys, and nobody up there really gives a rat’s ass.

  DOM

  Otto?

  ALMA

  It’s a game, and this time you lost.

  She stands up.

  Now thank us for our co-operation. Don’t mention it. Come on, Phyllis.

  She grabs her purse, then the steaks.

 

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