carry
on
A
street. A bustling city street. For a while, all that can be noticed
is the bustle, the hum of talk, of strangers playing the awkward
dance of left-right-left, the back and forth of tourists, of business
women in lady suits, of bums... the people of the city. It's not
quiet, of course, the buzz is non distinct for a while... until
gradually, those walking on this particular street can be heard
talking. The buzz continues, but dialogue becomes distinct. The
action never stops, the dialogue never stops. Many continue walking
and passing and doing their own thing even as this written dialogue
from individuals can be distinguished.... it's a street. As each
snippet is highlighted, each snippet will be cut off by a passing
stranger on the street. The conversation will continue, of course,
with ad libbing... but the passing other will pick up where they were
left off.
A
high fashion model type to her mother: And it wasn't that I was bad,
Mom, cuz I wasn't... I actually had really picked up a lot from those
classes, it's just I wasn't right for this particular gig and it did
kind of hurt my feelings but I guess that I need to get used to that,
it's just that I felt I sort of, was right for this kind of thing
Her
Mother: well you know you're gonna hear no a million times before you
hear yes.
Model:
I know. I just, do you think it has anything to do with my skills?
What would make me better?
Bum
with a Ukelele: all I need's a couple bucks just a couple bucks man,
miss.... miss? All'd be well then, all'd be solved, just need a buck
or two, just a simple dollar, just a few coins, help me out help me
out, hear me? Hear me play, all'd be better then, all'd be well, hey
'scuse me, 'scuse me, miss? Miss? Can you hear me?
Irritated
Upper East Side Mother: Not a word. Not a word, okay? You've been
being a brat all day and I can't even tolerate you anymore, okay?
Annoying
pre-teen: Whattt? I just want Liquiteria, I want a smoothie
Mom:
There's a Jamba Juice one avenue over...
Pre-teen:
Jamba Juuuice? Really? Ugh
Mom:
Do you want a drink or not?
Wall
Street Bro: Yeah dude, let's get Wednesday hammered
Bro:
You think?
Bro:
Fuck yeah man, fuck yeah, then we can see that bet play out
Bro:
Which bet?
Bro:
Um, the bet about Becky?
Bro:
Oh, who is gonna fuck her first?
Long
Island lady on her cell phone: I am. No, no no, I am. I'm planning
the whole thing. Whyyyy? Well because, because, because Natalie is
useless. But you heard about my idea, right? I mean he's only gonna
turn 40 once.. oh you heard! Perrrrfect. Well, wouldn't that be a
perfect party idea?
Classic
Gothic Boy: Yeah, except you don't know how to throw knives
His
Friend: Well not exactly but it's not like it can't be learned...
Boy:
well Rodney is the reason I got super into that stuff to begin with,
but ya know, with what happened to him and all, I probably shoudn't
Friend:
What happened?
Boy:
Oh did you not hear about Rodney?
Sorority
Hipster: Uh, yeah, and now he drinks iced
coffee...
Gay
Bestie: well you know what I always say- once a bitch always a bitch
Sorority
Hipster: And he's been trying to lecture me, tell me what's wrong and
what's right
Gay
Bestie: Well what the fuck does he know?
Excited
High School Nerd on his Band Trip: All of Monty Python. He can
quote... all of it. Like, if you give him one line to any random
scene he can carry on for like five minutes afterwards, basically
flawlessly
Other
Nerd: Wait what are you talking about
25
Year old man: I'm talking about my absurd facebook relationship with
Kim Kardashian
Work
Associate: Wait, why?
Hippie
Grandpa: WHY NOT?
Soccer
Dad: Because I said so
Kid:
But I thought, I thought-
Dad:
Well what did you think?
Business
Woman on the phone: I just thought I was better than that. And I just
found myself asking myself, well- what if I could?
Basketball
Dude: You probably wouldn't make it
Dude:
You don't think?
Existential
Overprivileged: I did think of that mannn, I totally thought about
it. And as soon as I thought about it, I realized that I did know
anything, anything at all
Chick
who has a project with him: Nothing? You have no thoughts on
infinity?
Little
Girl: Yes yes yes yes yes TIMES INFINITY
Brother:
Do you even know what the means?
Woman:
Well, it means... it means, it's done, but well... it's not done
Man:
It's never truly done, is it?
Street
Artist: NOOOOOOO WAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY
The
street bustles. The light fade.