The List

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Enough Is Enough (No More Tears)
Make Me Lose Control
Deny, Deny, Deny
Bring The Pain
Into You Like A Train
Something to Talk About
Let It Be
Thanks for the Memories
Much Too Much
Owner of a Lonely Heart
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
Straight to the Heart
Begin the Begin
Tell Me Sweet Little Lies
Break on Through
It's the End of the World (Part I)
(As We Know It) (Part II)
Yesterday
What Have I Done To Deserve This?
Band Aid Covers the Bullet Hole
Superstition
Under Pressure
The Name of the Game
Blues for Sister Someone
Damage Case
17 Seconds
Deterioration of the Fight or Flight Response
Losing My Religion

THTR133

Janelle as Dorie - Hanif as John

(He holds out his hand to shake hers and she does, she briefly looks down and regrabs the bar)

DORIE: Oh.

JOHN: Just look up. Look up. (She Does) Better?

DORIE: Yes. (pause) I'm sorry about smoking.

JOHN: No. I was planning on giving it up...sometime...sooner or later. Maybe. (Longingly) Nasty habit

DORIE: But I bet your wife will be happy.

JOHN: I'm not married.

DORIE: (Surprised) No?

JOHN: You?

DORIE: (embarrassed) Me?! No! No...But...you?...I assumed...

JOHN: No, divorced. Traveling salesman...only she couldn't take the traveling so she moved
on.

DORIE: I'm sorry.

JOHN: (covering) Yeah, well, you get used to being alone. You get over it. You adjust.

DORIE: Isn't that the truth? Why, I don't even mind eating by myself anymore. Not as long as I have something to read. Newspaper, magazine, those little bitty sugar packets they set at the table, the ones with the....

(Suddenly, he leans over and kisses her on the cheek.)

DORIE: What did you do that for?

JOHN: I don't know...I thought if I kissed you, you'd stop talking for a minute.

DORIE: Oh.

(She looks at him. He leans over and kisses her on the lips.)

DORIE: I wasn't talking.

JOHN: No. My lips, I had to do somethingwith my lips.

DORIE: So, you didn't mean anything personal by it. It was just, sort of, reflex reaction.

JOHN: No. It wasn't totally reflex. I enjoyed it.

DORIE: You did? Oh..ah..(nervous/flustered/ she starts talking again) Did I tell you I have an aunt who lives in Dublin, GA., semi-related to Kim Basinger, You remember the movie The Natural...

(He leans over and kisses her again, on the lips)

DORIE: Lips itching for another cigarette?

JOHN: No. Partially.

DORIE: But not wholly?

JOHN: I wanted to see if I enjoyed it as much the second time as I did the first.

DORIE: Did you?

(Their lips almost touching when...suddenly they both jerk back in their seats.)

DORIE: What was that?!

JOHN: Looks like we're moving.

(Dorie looks down, grabs bar and shuts her eyes)

JOHN: Won't be long now. (looking)

DORIE: You don't think we'll go around again?

JOHN: No.

(They jerk in their seats)

JOHN: This is us.

(They both raise their arms up and let fo of the "bar")

DORIE: Yes.

(She then suddenly embarrased jumps out, extends her hand in the formal good-bye)

DORIE: It...it..has been a pleasure.

(He takes her hand)

DORIE: (newly flustered) Yes, Well...you better get going...and have that cigarette, I wouldn't want you to get in any trouble kissing every girl in the park just so you can make it through the day without smoking...I better get going.

(Shel lets go of his hand and starts to walk away, He hollers out to her)

JOHN: Dorie, you coming back next year?

DORIE: It is a tradition.

(She exits. He looks after her, smiles but doesn't follow. He takes out a cigarette, puts in his mouth, yhinks better of it, puts the cigarette back in his pocket and exits.)

This is my second open scripted scene. Being an actor in this scene is hard, but James Dean once said "Being a good actor isn't easy. Being a man is even harder. I want to be both before I'm done."