SEX AND VIOLENCE-OFFICIAL
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            PRE-SET

            SCENE: ROYS OFFICE-NYC-AFTERNOON

                                ROY		
                      Do you know what they're calling you
                      upstairs?  They're calling you the next
                      John Grisham."

                                JACK		
                      I don't want to be the next John Grisham. 

                                ROY 		
                      Do you know how much money a writer like
                      John Grisham makes?  Do you know how rich
                      Tom Clancy is?  Danielle Steele is a
                      gazillionaire. 

                                JACK 		
                      Five minutes ago I was John Grisham now
                      I'm Danielle Steele.  Who do you want me
                      to be?  I can't keep up with you.

                                ROY 		
                      Just don't be afraid of success that's
                      all I'm saying.  Success is a wonderful,
                      wonderful thing.  Here's your check.  Say
                      something.

                                JACK
                      This a is a lot of money.

                                ROY
                      And it's only the beginning.  You keep
                      writing best sellers and those checks
                      will start doubling and tripling. 
                      Listen, I hate to rush out but I've got a
                      meeting across town in less than...

                                JACK
                      No, no it's fine.

                                ROY
                      And don't lose that check.  Come on I'll
                      walk you to the corner.

            And they both exit.

            SCENE: THE BLUE ROSE

            Dolores performs a number. Live.

            SCENE: THE BLUE ROSE

                                SUZETTE
                      Good job?

                                DOLORES
                      Oh?   Did you watch my number?

                                SUZETTE
                      No I heard it.

                                DOLORES
                      How could you hear it with all the
                      talking back here?

                                SUZETTE
                      No one was talking.

                                DOLORES
                      Someone was talking.

                                SUZETTE
                      Well I wasn't.

                                DOLORES
                      Well someone was talking.

                                SUZETTE
                      Oh please, as if we all just sit around
                      trying to sabotage your numbers. 

                                DOLORES
                      Is it too much to ask that when I'm on
                      stage, working my ass off to have a
                      little peace and quiet back here.  It's
                      like every time I'm on stage...

                                SUZETTE
                      See this is the problem with you...

                                DOLORES
                      Let me finish...

                                SUZETTE
                      No this is the problem with you.

                                DOLORES
                      I don't have a problem.

                                SUZETTE
                      No the problem with you and this has
                      always been your problem is that you
                      think your Barbra Streisand at Carnegie
                      Hall and you're not.  You are an
                      entertaining distraction in a roach
                      infested drag bar called the Blue Rose.
                      They put us up there so the customers
                      won't notice how bad the drinks are.  If
                      you would like to perform at Carnegie
                      Hall then you should go to Carnegie hall,
                      I'm sure they would love to have you! 
                      But as long as you are here, you need to
                      learn how to talk to us?  I wasn't aware
                      of anyone talking back here but if they
                      were it is none of your Goddamm business.
                      If you wanna work your mouth do it out
                      there but don't bring your bullshit back
                      here.  Backstage is for dressing not for
                      bitching. The only thing worse than a
                      delusional drag queen is a delusional
                      transsexual.  That's it I'm done!  I have
                      nothing more to say.  Do you?
                          (pause)
                      Have a nice night. See you tomorrow.

            SCENE: ROY AND LINDA'S APT-NYC-6:30 P.M. 

            Linda is home alone with her new purchases looking in mirror.
            Roy comes home from the office. He sees all the purchases and
            is disturbed.

                                ROY          
                      Jesus Christ, how much money did you
                      spend today

                                LINDA        
                      Don't worry about it.

                                ROY          
                      I do worry about it.

                                LINDA        
                      Well don't, were rich.

                                ROY          
                      We're well off, we're not rich. 

                                LINDA          
                      Anyone who makes more than 200,000 a year
                      is considered rich.

                                ROY             
                      According to who?

                                 LINDA         
                      According to the government.  Poverty is
                      anyone who makes less than 12,000 a year
                      and rich is anything over 200,00.  So you
                      know what that means?  That means that we
                      are very, very, very rich

                                ROY            
                      But the government takes a third so were
                      only very very rich 

                                LINDA         
                      We're rich Roy, for Gods sake, why can't
                      you just enjoy it?  Jesus Christ!  All
                      you do is worry.

                                ROY            
                      Its my job to worry.

                                 LINDA         
                      No, its your job to make money.  So go
                      make us some more money, and leave me the
                      fuck alone. 

            SCENE: DOLORES ALEXENDERS' APARTMENT-HARLEM-1979-3 A.M.

                                DOLORES
                      Joey, I'm home.
                          (pause)
                      Joey?
                          (pause)
                      Joey?

            Dolores sits and waits alone in her apt.  Finally the door
            opens and Joey enters, he shuts the door and stands there
            still.

                                 DOLORES	 (cont'd)
                      Its 3 AM Joey.

                                JOEY	
                      Yeah?

                                DOLORES	
                      My show was over at eleven.

                                JOEY	
                      I know, I was...

                                DOLORES	
                      I waited at the club till midnight and
                      finally when you didn't show up I took a
                      cab and I've been sitting here waiting
                      ever since...

                                JOEY	
                      I told you not to wait for me.

                                DOLORES 	
                      What you told me was that you'd pick me
                      up at eleven and we'd go out to...

                                JOEY	
                      Yeah but you know if I'm a half an hour
                      late you should go on without me.

                                DOLORES	
                      Joey please.

                                JOEY 	
                      You shouldn't have waited.

                                DOLORES	
                      You should grow up.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry I was...

                                DOLORES 	
                      I'm sure you have some fabulous excuse.

                                JOEY	
                      I do.

                                DOLORES	
                      And I don't care.

                                JOEY	
                      Honey.

                                DOLORES	
                      Don't touch me, please.

                                JOEY	
                      Baby.

                                DOLORES	
                      I said don't touch me.

                                JOEY	
                      Listen.

                                DOLORES	
                      No you listen, I'm really tired of your
                      bullshit, Joey.  I'm tired of your lame
                      excuses.

                                JOEY	
                      Can I talk?

                                DOLORES	
                      All you ever do is talk but you never say
                      anything and I'm through listening to it.
                      I'm doing the talking tonight.

                                JOEY	
                      I promise it won't happen again.

                                DOLORES 	
                      You're right, it won't happen again
                      because tomorrow you won't be here.

                                JOEY	
                      Where will I be?

                                DOLORES	
                      You won't be around to bother me anymore
                      that's for damn sure.

                                JOEY	
                      Dolores!

                                DOLORES	
                      If I was a man I'd kick your teeth in. 
                          (Pause)
                      Did you bring me anything to eat.

                                JOEY	
                      Sweet and sour pork.

                                DOLORES	
                      From where?

                                JOEY	
                      Around the corner.

                                DOLORES	
                      Which one?

                                JOEY	
                      That Chinese place around the corner.

                                DOLORES	
                      Which one Joey?

                                JOEY	
                      Ming Palace.

                                DOLORES	
                      Fuck you.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      You know I hate their food.

                                JOEY	
                      It was the only one open.

                                DOLORES	
                      I hate their sweet and sour.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      You know I hate their food.

                                JOEY	
                      Fung Thai was closed.

                                DOLORES	
                      Fuck you.

                                JOEY	
                      It was closed. What was I supposed to do?

                                DOLORES	
                      Fung Thai's open till 1.  If you'd picked
                      me up at 11 we could have made it.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      I'm starving Joey.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      You try performing with Suzette.

                                JOEY	
                      I know.  

                                DOLORES	
                      I have to put up with her bullshit all
                      night and what do I get? 
                          (No answer)
                      Second rate sweet and sour from Ming
                      fucking Palace. Fuck you Joey.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      You're a total waste of time. You know
                      that? 
                          (No answer)
                      Say yes.

                                JOEY	
                      Yes.

                                DOLORES	
                      A complete and total waste of time.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      How many times have I told you I hate
                      Ming Palace?

                                JOEY	
                      I know.

                                DOLORES	
                      How many times?

                                JOEY	
                      I know.

                                DOLORES	
                      And what do you bring me?

                                JOEY	
                      I said I was sorry.

                                DOLORES	
                      What language do I need to speak to be
                      heard by you?

                                JOEY	
                      I won't get their food again.

                                DOLORES	
                      Go heat it up and put a lot of Teriyaki
                      on it.

                                JOEY	
                      You got it. 

            He goes off in to the kitchen.  She sits and broods.

            SCENE: JACK WAKES UP AND TRIES TO WRITE  

            Jack comes out.  Naked.  Just waking up.   He goes off-stage
            to the bathroom.   We hear him peeing.  He goes to his front
            door.  Gets the newspaper.   Stands and reads the front page. 
            Starts his laptop.   Watches it start up.  Goes and gets a
            can of coke, opens it and drinks it.  Sits down.   Starts to
            type.  Can't think of anything.  Stares.   Goes and gets
            another can of coke.   Tries to write some more.   Can't
            think of anything.   Then goes off to get breakfast.  Comes
            back with cereal in a bowl.   Eats it.  There is a knock at
            the door.  It is Roy.  They talk at the door and eventually
            Jack lets him in and Jack puts on a robe.

                                ROY
                      Can I come in?

                                JACK
                      No.

                                ROY
                      Please.

                                JACK
                      What are you doing here?

                                ROY      
                      What are you doing?

                                JACK       
                      Eating breakfast.

                                ROY       
                      Why?

                                JACK       
                      Because it's morning.

                                ROY       
                      Its 1 PM.

                                JACK
                      It feels like morning to me.

                                ROY
                      You should be writing.

                                JACK       
                      I'm eating.

                                ROY       
                      Well stop eating and start writing. 

                                JACK	
                      Roy, what did I say about pressure.  I
                      don't respond to pressure.

                                ROY	
                      Yeah well I don't respond to poverty.
                      Even if you started a second book. 
                      That's if.  Even if you started a second
                      book tomorrow it wouldn't be on the
                      shelves for a year.

                                JACK		
                      I can't think of anything to write about.

                                ROY
                      Jack, I have a very expensive mortgage,
                      and a very expensive wife and I love you
                      but I also love my job.  We gave you an
                      advance of 2.5 million dollars over two
                      years ago. 2.5 million, Jack, 2.5 fucking
                      million dollars.  It's not funny, Jack.
                      Six months and no first draft, I
                      understand.  Fear of failure, fear of
                      success, writer's block, the sophomore
                      slump, whatever.  Six months is fine.
                      But when it gets to a year and I don't
                      even have an outline, then I start to
                      worry and after 18 months I start to
                      think maybe I've been had.  Maybe the
                      great literary find of 2002 is really
                      just a one book wonder.  Maybe that's all
                      there is.  Which would be fine except for
                      the small problem of a 2.5 million
                      advance that I issued you over 23 months
                      ago.

                                JACK
                      Are you done?

            Roy leaves.  Jack is alone.  He shuts down the laptop.  Goes
            off.

            SCENE: DOLORES APT.-SAME AS BEFORE-MOMENTS LATER 

            Joey brings the food out for Dolores. She begins to eat.

                                JOEY	
                      How's your dinner? 

            She shoots him a look of total disdain.

                                DOLORES	
                      Would you please go take a shower.

                                JOEY	
                      What's wrong?

                                DOLORES	
                      You smell.

                                JOEY	
                      No I don't.

                                DOLORES	
                      If you love me you'll take a shower.

                                JOEY 	
                      What do I get?

                                DOLORES 	
                      I'll give you a rub down.

                                JOEY	
                      Promise?

                                DOLORES	
                      Yes.

                                JOEY	
                      You're not just saying that?

                                DOLORES	
                      Would you please go take a shower before
                      I kill you?

                                JOEY	
                      I love it when you're cruel.

                                DOLORES 	
                      Good.  Now go before I throw up.

                                JOEY	
                      You're a fucking bitch.

                                DOLORES	
                      That's why you love me.

                                JOEY	
                      Do you love me?

                                DOLORES	
                      To death.

                                JOEY	
                      Can I have a kiss?

                                DOLORES	
                      After your shower. 

                                JOEY	
                      Don't go anywhere.

                                DOLORES 	
                      I live here, you're the one whose
                      leaving.

                                JOEY 	
                      You know you can't live without me.

                                DOLORES 	
                      Go take your shower.

                                JOEY 	
                      Dolores...

                                DOLORES	
                      What.

                                JOEY	
                      I'll never stand you up again.

                                DOLORES	
                      You're right. 

            He heads for the shower.  

                                DOLORES (CONT'D) (cont'd)
                          (under her breath)
                      Maybe I'll stand you up. 
                          (pause)
                      Maybe I'll stand you up in the closet.

                                JOEY 	
                      What?

                                DOLORES 	
                      I said hurry up.

            SCENE: ROY AND LINDA'S APT

                                LINDA
                      How was your meeting with Jack.

                                ROY
                      Not good.

                                LINDA
                      Is he writing?

                                ROY
                      No.

                                LINDA
                      Does he have any ideas for a second book?

                                ROY
                      No.

                                LINDA         
                      What does he want to be a one hit wonder?
                      What's the name of that guy who wrote The
                      Garden of Good and Evil?  

                                ROY           
                      John Berendt.

                                 LINDA        
                      Does he wanna be the next John Berendt? 
                      I think it's time to tell him about Lisa
                      Newell story.

                                ROY
                      I don't want to talk about her.  

                                LINDA
                      Fear is good, Roy.  Fear inspires people. 
                      Scare him.  Just a little bit.

            SCENE: THE RUBDOWN

            Dolores goes to get her "massage supplies". She lays out a
            sheet and lights a candle. There is a bowl with some fresh
            fruit and a knife. Joey comes in wearing only a towel. He is
            still wet. He sees the romantic candles and assume they
            represent a peace offering... 

                                JOEY	
                      OOOO, I guess I'm forgiven.

                                DOLORES	
                      I don't think so.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm all clean. 

            He kisses her.

                                DOLORES
                      You smell better.

                                JOEY
                      I scrubbed every inch.

                                DOLORES	
                      How sweet.

                                JOEY 	
                      I'm ready for my rubdown.

                                DOLORES	
                      You sure?

                                JOEY	
                          (lying down)
                      Um hum.

                                DOLORES	
                      Do you want some apple?

                                JOEY	
                      Actually, do we have any candy?

                                DOLORES	
                      No.

                                JOEY	
                      I wanted candy.

                                DOLORES	
                      Its not good for you. Eat some apple.

                                JOEY 	
                      No, I'm fine.

                                DOLORES	
                      Okay, Pouty, what kind do you want. 

                                JOEY	
                      I want Snickers.

                                DOLORES	
                      Hold on. 

            She goes to get him some candy then she comes back and gives
            him the candy. 

                                JOEY	
                      Thank you.

            She begins the oil rubdown. 

                                DOLORES	
                      I'm gonna miss you Joey.

                                JOEY	
                      You're not really gonna kick me out.

                                DOLORES	
                      I think it's time for you to move on.

                                JOEY	
                      Oh God that feels good.

                                DOLORES	
                      I want you to be happy on your last
                      night.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm happy. 

            She continues to massage him.

                                JOEY (cont'd)
                      You're the one who's unhappy.

                                DOLORES	
                          (After a long pause)
                      Joey, why are you such a loser?

                                JOEY	
                      What?

                                DOLORES	
                      Shhhh. Just tell me. Quietly.

                                JOEY	
                      I'm not.

                                DOLORES 	
                      The more we're together the more I
                      realize what a useless person you are.

                                JOEY	
                      Don't say that.

                                DOLORES	
                      What good do you bring the world?

                                JOEY	
                      What are you talking about?

                                DOLORES	
                      How do you earn the space you take up?
                      What do you give back to the world? Why
                      should the world keep you around?

                                JOEY	
                      Why are you being so mean to me?

                                DOLORES	
                      I'm not being mean.

                                JOEY	
                      You're being cruel.

                                DOLORES 	
                      Tell me.

                                JOEY	
                      Knock it off. 

            Long silence.

                                DOLORES	
                      Joey I love you, I do. I have never loved
                      anyone as much as I've loved you, but I
                      do believe that we have to face reality
                      and reality is not kind to you. Reality
                      reveals what a useless person you are.

                                JOEY	
                      Dolores!

                                DOLORES	
                      Don't raise your voice, you'll ruin the
                      mood.

                                JOEY	
                      Are you listening to yourself.

                                DOLORES 	
                      Why are you shocked?

                                JOEY	
                      You're being nasty.

                                DOLORES	
                      Nasty is you Joey. Nasty is leaving me
                      standing on a corner for eighty minutes,
                      that's nasty Joey. That's disrespect.
                      Nothing I'm saying is cruel.
                      You mistake honesty for cruelty. You hurt
                      me but I'm not allowed to tell you about
                      it?

                                JOEY	
                      I don't mean to hurt you.

                                DOLORES	
                      I know you don't, but you do and that's
                      why your life is so futile. You have no
                      control you are completely unaware of the
                      people around you. You bounce through
                      life with no regard for who or what you
                      knock over. You don't help Harlem and
                      Harlem needs help. The world needs good
                      people and you are not a good person. 

                                JOEY	
                      Why are you saying this?	

                                DOLORES	
                      Why? You brought this on yourself. You
                      have hurt me so deeply so many times and
                      it means nothing to you.

                                JOEY	
                      Because I was late.

                                DOLORES 	
                      Because you're always late. You will
                      always be late.  You're a millennium
                      behind. You're Cro-Magnon. You never do
                      anything you say you'll do. I give you
                      everything. You need money I give it to
                      you. You need food I give it to you. You
                      come and go whenever you want. You say
                      you'll call, you don't. You say you'll
                      pick me up, you don't. You say you'll
                      come to my show, you don't. You wouldn't
                      have clothes if I didn't buy them. They
                      wouldn't be clean if I didn't clean them,
                      and I'm tired of it and everyone who
                      knows you is tired of it.

                                JOEY 	
                      Who?

                                DOLORES	
                      Everyone. No one likes you.

                                JOEY	
                      People like me.

                                DOLORES	
                      Who?

                                JOEY	
                      Gus likes me.

                                DOLORES	
                      Gus likes you cause you share your drugs
                      with him. Drugs that I pay for, sit up.

                                JOEY	
                      I have a lot of friends.

                                DOLORES	
                      No you don't. People tolerate you but no
                      one cares about you. No one thinks about
                      you when you're not around, no one
                      admires you. Lean over. 

            He leans over so he is now sitting on his legs facing the
            audience and when she says "lean over" he puts his face
            toward the floor and his back is arched.

                                DOLORES (cont'd)
                      Can I be completely honest with you? 
                          (Joey doesn't answer)
                      When you die no one will miss you.  Don't
                      you think that's sad.

                                JOEY	
                      You'll miss me.

                                DOLORES	
                      Not much.

                                JOEY	
                      Look at yourself Dolores, you're an
                      overweight half man, half woman, lip
                      synching freak.  You didn't even have the
                      guts to cut your fucking dick off. You're
                      so damned deluded. You say no one cares
                      about me well no one cares about you
                      either. You think those fucking queens at
                      the Blue Rose give a shit about you.
                      You're just something freaky for them to
                      look at when they get drunk. You're a
                      free acid trip. They don't care about
                      you. They don't think about you when
                      you're not in the room and they won't
                      miss you when you're dead either. In fact
                      Suzette 'll probably be relieved because
                      then she'll have the spotlight all to
                      herself.
                      You won't get rid of me because I'm all
                      you have. No one would fuck you except me
                      and if you didn't have me then where
                      would you be, you fat piece of shit. You
                      don't want to need me that's true, but
                      you do, so shut the fuck up and keep
                      rubbing my back before I slap the shit
                      out of you. 

            They sit for a long time.

                                DOLORES	
                      Joey? 

                                JOEY 
                          (Long pause)
                      What?

                                DOLORES	
                      Fuck you.

            She slits his throat! It should be shocking and gruesome but
            clean. She holds him as his breath flows out. A music cue 
            plays as lights fade. As the music plays we see Dolores wrap
            Joey up in the sheet he was laying in. She gets silver
            electric tape and puts it around him. She then carries or
            pulls him to a door/closet and puts him inside.
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