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The Shoplifters

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by Morris Panych

DOM

  Sit down. I’m taking over this investigation!

  OTTO

  You’re not taking over this investigation.

  ALMA

  Thanks for everything.

  DOM

  Put those down. Give me your stun gun, Otto!

  OTTO

  You’re not using my stun gun.

  DOM

  Give it to me. I am relieving you of your command.

  OTTO

  You’re not relieving me of my command.

  DOM

  Give it to me, goddammit!

  OTTO

  Relax, I said!

  DOM

  We’re not going to let them just walk out on us.

  OTTO

  It’s not about us. It’s not about them.

  DOM

  What’s it about, then?

  OTTO

  Two steaks. They’ll be rotten in a week.

  DOM leaps for the stun gun.

  DOM

  Give me the gun!

  OTTO

  No.

  They struggle. PHYLLIS jumps up, producing the weapon.

  PHYLLIS

  Hands in the air! All of you, except for you!

  She gestures toward ALMA.

  ALMA

  What are you doing with that, for Christ’s sake?

  OTTO

  That is a dangerous weapon, Phyllis.

  PHYLLIS

  That’s right.

  ALMA

  Put it down. We’ll just walk out of here quietly.

  OTTO

  You heard her. Just walk out.

  DOM

  Phyllis, think about what you’re doing!

  OTTO

  Jesus.

  DOM

  Give me that.

  He walks toward her as she backs up around the table.

  PHYLLIS

  Get back. And don’t follow us.

  DOM

  I thought you found God.

  PHYLLIS

  I found this first. Move it, Alma. I said move it!

  DOM

  Listen to me –

  PHYLLIS

  No, you listen to me. It wasn’t my idea to steal anything.

  ALMA

  You don’t have any ideas.

  PHYLLIS brandishes the stun gun wildly.

  PHYLLIS

  This is all the idea I need!

  ALMA has backed away. OTTO approaches PHYLLIS from the other direction and lunges at her.

  OTTO

  Give. Me. That.

  PHYLLIS and OTTO struggle as they circle the table. The stun gun goes off and lands directly on ALMA’s neck, giving her an almighty shock. She falls onto the table, motionless.

  OTTO

  Alma!

  DOM

  Jesus.

  PHYLLIS

  Right.

  Beat.

  This investigation is over.

  Blackout.

  Scene Four

  DOM is gone. ALMA lies on the table with the steaks stacked under her head, and OTTO gently strokes her hair as the lights rise. PHYLLIS is still standing with the stun gun.

  PHYLLIS

  Is she dead?

  ALMA

  Not yet.

  OTTO

  Don’t move. The medics are on their way.

  ALMA

  I don’t want any medics. What happened?

  PHYLLIS

  You stopped breathing.

  ALMA

  I stopped breathing?

  OTTO

  Momentarily.

  PHYLLIS

  I gave you another shock with this and you started again.

  ALMA

  Where’s your partner?

  OTTO

  He went to call the medics.

  PHYLLIS

  I need to get out of here.

  OTTO

  The manager is on his way down.

  ALMA

  Get lost, Phyllis.

  PHYLLIS

  What about the other guy?

  OTTO

  Make your way through the frozen section. He doesn’t like it over there.

  PHYLLIS heads for the door. She stops.

  PHYLLIS

  Before I go, I have something to say.

  ALMA

  She has something to say.

  PHYLLIS

  You were my best and only friend, Alma.

  ALMA

  I still am.

  PHYLLIS

  You get me into situations I never want to be in, in the first place. You try to talk me into all kinds of stuff and you won’t ever just let me be myself. Why is that?

  ALMA

  Because you have a life that you’re only half living.

  PHYLLIS

  But it’s mine.

  OTTO

  You better get going.

  PHYLLIS

  And by the way, when you dropped the steak, I shouted, “I don’t know this woman” as loud as I possibly could on purpose.

  ALMA

  You’re telling me you wanted to get caught.

  PHYLLIS

  I’m already satisfied with what I have, Alma.

  ALMA

  You’re satisfied with nothing?

  PHYLLIS

  Not nothing, a little something. And I would also like to say, I would just like to say, to whatever entity is out there listening, I truly apologize for what I did.

  ALMA

  There’s no entity.

  OTTO

  I’m listening. Apology accepted. Go.

  She goes.

  PHYLLIS

  Sorry!

  ALMA

  I shouldn’t have drawn her into this; she hasn’t got the moral character for shoplifting.

  OTTO

  Listen, you’re going to end up in jail, you keep doing this. I don’t want that.

  ALMA

  I know you don’t. I’ve known for a long time.

  OTTO

  Is that right?

  ALMA

  Where do you think I got that breezy confidence to waltz in and out of here? You think I didn’t notice you watching me? At first, I thought, “Hey, for whatever reason, I don’t care, if this guy is going to stand idly by and let me abscond with this merchandise, then so be it.” Then I started to wonder. What kind of security guard lets a person get away with stealing? That must be quite a story that crosses such vast ethical boundaries.

  OTTO

  You really think I was standing idly by?

  ALMA

  No?

  OTTO

  They’ve changed all the camera positions and they’ve added new ones.

  ALMA

  Is that so?

  OTTO

  These days, even the surveillance is under surveillance. Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to steer you away from these new angles, to hide you from view?

  ALMA

  Oh?

  OTTO

  Call it customer appreciation.

  ALMA

  What are you trying to do, take away my one little victory in life?

  OTTO

  You could empty every single shelf in here and they would still win.

  ALMA

  Won’t stop me.

  OTTO

  We could do this together. I know these places inside and out.

  ALMA

  Your job is watching over the merchandise.

  OTTO

  I told you. I’m finished here.

  ALMA

  You’re not finished.

  OTTO

  Even if I wasn’t, I live in a world that doesn’t exist anymore, if it ever did.

  ALMA

  Don’t say that.

  OTTO

  So what about us?

  Beat. DOM rushes in.

  DOM

  Ambulance is on its way.

  OTTO

  Good boy.

  DOM

  Where did she go? Where’s Phyllis?

  ALMA

  You think she was going to
stick around? There’s a lot you need to learn about shoplifters. They don’t stick around.

  DOM

  No?

  ALMA

  Not if they can help it. You want to be a security guard? Let me give you some free advice. If a person steals something, try to show just a little appreciation. If it wasn’t for shoplifters, you wouldn’t have a job.

  DOM

  And let me give you some advice. Thou. Shalt. Not. Steal.

  She gets up.

  ALMA

  People take things, kid. You can stop one; you can stop two; but you can’t stop people.

  DOM

  We stopped you.

  ALMA

  Me, you apprehended. There’s only one thing that – stops me. And these here are mine.

  DOM

  No they’re not.

  OTTO

  Go find out what’s taking the medics so long.

  DOM turns to go.

  OTTO

  And wait. Here.

  DOM stops. OTTO digs into his wallet.

  OTTO

  She gave me this earlier. Here.

  He stuffs some bills into DOM’s hand.

  DOM

  What? What’s this?

  ALMA

  What’s that?

  OTTO

  For the steaks, take it.

  DOM

  What?

  OTTO

  She meant to pay, she just forgot.

  DOM

  She can’t do this. You can’t do this.

  ALMA

  I didn’t forget. He’s lying.

  DOM

  She can’t pay for it now.

  He collars DOM roughly, shoving the money into his chest.

  OTTO

  Here!

  ALMA

  Forget it.

  She gets up.

  DOM

  This isn’t right.

  OTTO

  You think you know what’s right?

  DOM

  Instead of stealing something, now she pays for it?

  OTTO

  It’s called a purchase.

  DOM

  What am I supposed to do with this?

  ALMA

  Give it back to him. I don’t pay for things.

  OTTO

  Give it to the manager and tell him that it’s for the two sixteen-ounce rib-eyes. Tell him there’s been a misunderstanding.

  ALMA

  I’m not paying for any steaks.

  DOM

  You can’t do this.

  OTTO

  You’d be surprised what you can do when nobody’s looking.

  ALMA grabs the money.

  ALMA

  Give me that.

  She turns on OTTO.

  ALMA

  Take your money.

  She thrusts the money at him and turns to grab the steaks off the table. They watch her in disbelief.

  This here is my stolen property!

  She falters again, leaning against the table. Closing her eyes, she sighs heavily, cradling the steaks.

  OTTO

  Go find out what’s taking the ambulance so goddamn long.

  DOM

  Should I call security?

  He hurries off. OTTO sits beside ALMA. She clutches the steaks in her arms, and he tries to gently pry them loose.

  OTTO

  Why won’t you let me pay for those? Alma.

  They struggle, both with tears in their eyes.

  OTTO

  Let go.

  ALMA

  Ask me to let go of my life.

  OTTO

  Your life is worth more than two fucking steaks.

  ALMA

  Is it?

  OTTO

  Not even steaks; it’s just a bar code to them.

  ALMA

  Otto –

  OTTO

  Why won’t you let me just pay for these?

  ALMA

  Because. You. Are. A. Security. Guard. And I’m a shoplifter.

  OTTO

  And that’s it?

  ALMA

  I didn’t make up the game. I’m just playing it.

  OTTO

  What game?

  ALMA

  Some chase – some run.

  They look at each other, sorrowfully. She touches his face. Blackout.

  Scene Five

  Days later. DOM paces. OTTO is at the table opening a fresh package of Oreos. He carefully removes a single cookie and takes a bite.

  DOM

  What are we saying?

  OTTO

  Who?

  DOM

  Us.

  OTTO looks out the door and then closes it.

  OTTO

  We’re saying she collapsed.

  DOM

  What about the stun gun?

  OTTO

  There was no stun gun. She was terrified, under stress, collapsed. As far as management knows, it’s a misunderstanding about some rib-eyes.

  DOM

  But it’s not. They should’ve been punished – they should’ve –

  OTTO

  Sometimes in life, Dom, there are no consequences. After all, isn’t that what hell is for?

  OTTO finishes the Oreo and returns to the table to carefully close and reseal the package.

  DOM

  And what about the friend, Phyllis?

  OTTO

  She knows not to come around for a while.

  DOM

  I don’t think she really believes in God. I think she just said that.

  OTTO

  If everybody believed, they wouldn’t need us.

  OTTO puts the resealed package of Oreos back in a carton of unopened packages.

  DOM

  At least we stopped them.

  OTTO

  Actually, when the medics came, she hid the rib-eyes in the stretcher. She got out of here with what she came for, and then some.

  DOM

  No!

  OTTO

  Breathe.

  DOM

  Then we failed. We didn’t do our job.

  OTTO

  We did what we had to do.

  DOM

  You act like you don’t even care.

  OTTO

  I’m playing the long game.

  DOM

  The what?

  OTTO

  The long game. You step back a little. You take stock.

  DOM

  And then, and then – you pounce.

  OTTO

  Pounce is not a – just – we’ll go out sometime, we’ll –

  DOM

  Yeah.

  OTTO

  – talk about it.

  DOM

  So tomorrow isn’t your last day? I don’t get it.

  OTTO

  She talked to him, she talked to the manager.

  DOM

  Who did?

  OTTO

  Alma, as a condition of her not pressing any charges.

  DOM

  Charges?

  OTTO

  Well, you apprehended her by mistake, according to the report.

  DOM

  Whose report?

  OTTO

  This one.

  DOM

  But it was no mistake.

  OTTO

  It’s a grey area.

  DOM

  It’s not grey.

  OTTO

  Grey is everything that isn’t black or white; it’s a large area. As a condition of her not pressing charges, she insisted that they need to keep me on. What can I do?

  DOM

  Why would she do that? I don’t get it.

  OTTO

  I suppose she has her reasons.

  DOM

  But I thought you didn’t want to be a security guard. What happened to that?

  OTTO

  Well, some chase, some run, Dom. And I’m not running.

  DOM

  Besides, you said . . . you said –

  OTTO

  What did I
say?

  DOM

  You said we could never stop them. You said we could never stop the shoplifters.

  OTTO

  Don’t quote me back things I said. Let me tell you what I didn’t say. No matter what people take in this life, Dom, there will always come a time when they have to give it all back.

  DOM

  So what about me? What happens to my position?

  OTTO

  I stood up for you. I explained that you were young and that one of your eyes tends to wander, but that you’re well intentioned, if a little eager.

  DOM

  But I caught them. I –

  OTTO

  Exactly, so I recommended that they keep you on – patrol the parking lot.

  DOM

  It’s just cars out there.

  OTTO

  More than cars. It’s order, Dom, or it’s chaos.

  DOM

  Yeah, and you know, I’m thinking there are people who park here who don’t even shop here.

  OTTO

  That’s just the kind of enthusiasm they’re looking for.

  DOM

  Can we still use the walkie-talkies?

  OTTO

  Sure, but in an emergency only. We don’t want to overdo the communication thing.

  DOM thinks.

  DOM

  I’ll still get 15 percent off, right?

  OTTO

  It isn’t just about the employee discount, you know.

  DOM

  I know. But I still get the discount.

  OTTO

  Let’s get back out there. We have a store to watch over.

  DOM puts on his hat, stops at the door.

  DOM

  Tonight?

  OTTO

  Tonight?

  DOM

  We can – go out together?

  OTTO

  Sure. Or some other night.

  DOM

  Sure, that would be –

  OTTO

  Don’t just stand there. Get to work.

  DOM exits. OTTO puts on his hat.

  OTTO

  We’ve got a job to do.

  He breathes in. He breathes out. He goes. Blackout.

  Playwright, actor, and director Morris Panych has been described as “a man for all seasons in Canadian theatre.” The Shoplifters adds to the more than two dozen plays he has written, many of which have been translated and produced throughout the world. His plays have twice won the Governor General’s Award for Drama and he has won the Jessie Richardson Theatre Award fourteen times for acting and directing. Panych has directed more than ninety theatre productions and been nominated six times for Toronto’s Dora Mavor Moore Award and three times for the Chalmers Award for his more than fifty acting roles in theatre, television, and film.

  Also by Morris Panych

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  The Dishwashers

  Earshot

  The Ends of the Earth

  Girl in the Goldfish Bowl

  Gordon

  In Absentia

  Lawrence & Holloman

  Other Schools of Thought

  7 Stories

  Still Laughing: Three Adaptations

  The Trespassers

  Vigil

  What Lies Before Us

  All published by Talonbooks

 

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