Gnit by Will Eno

Author:Will Eno [Eno, Will]
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781559367899
Publisher: Theatre Communications Group

SCENE THIRD

In the woods. Birdsong. In front of PETER’s new little house, which is very simple, and somewhat poorly constructed.

PETER: A house of my own, almost a home. Just a place to hang a door, really. Which is all I really need. Didn’t have to deal with any realtors, either, so that was good. (SOLVAY enters, with a suitcase.) It’s you.

SOLVAY: I know.

PETER: I can’t believe it.

SOLVAY: I’m sorry.

PETER: No, my God, I’m glad.

SOLVAY: Helen said you loved me. I decided to believe her. She’s really straightforward.

PETER: I do love you.

SOLVAY: I hoped so. So I left everything. I probably seem silly.

PETER: You’re not silly.

SOLVAY: I know I’m not. But I probably seem it. I had a feeling. A strong simple feeling.

PETER: I’ve had those. God, Solvay. I’m so happy. I built this for you. You and me.

SOLVAY: I know this is strange. But let’s just have faith. I know it’s unbelievable, but, why can’t real things be unbelievable? Leaving my father was the hardest. He said I was making a mistake, but, then he said he hoped and prayed I wasn’t. That was nice. It was a lonely walk, out here. But now I’m home.

PETER: You’re home. (PETER opens the door for her, it falls off.) We’ll just put that right back on. (He tries to put it back on. He can’t, so he leans it against the house.)

SOLVAY: Doors are hard – getting the hinges right and everything.

PETER: I know.

SOLVAY: This is such a perfect spot. Listen to the birds.

PETER: (Listens for a moment.) I hadn’t even heard those.

SOLVAY: (They sit for a while, enjoying the peace.) It’s getting chilly.

PETER: Go on inside, love. I’ll get some wood. We’ll make a little fire. (SOLVAY goes inside. PETER walks off, begins to pick up some wood.) Look at me, world. A calm man, with a little house and a nice person. Life, life, life: here I come.

SICK WOMAN: (She is the WOMAN IN GREEN. Enters, incredibly aged and sick-looking, with SWADDLED BABY.) There you are, my love.

PETER: Your “love?” Who are you? Anyway, I’m going to have to ask you and your great-grandson to excuse me.

SICK WOMAN: We were both so different, then.

PETER: When, “then”?

SICK WOMAN: When you married me.

PETER: I married you? I don’t think I’d do that.

SICK WOMAN: I’ve been sick. I was pretty, that night. When you took me in the woods. Then I got sick.

PETER: Okay. How can I, let’s see – I’ve done some drinking here and there, taken part in some ceremonies I probably shouldn’t have, but, please, no offense, but, I’d remember you.

SICK WOMAN: We were married in a tree. You were drunk.

PETER: Good one. “We were married in a tree.” See you later.

SICK WOMAN: My family’s in realty. We offered you a job. You’re still wearing the suit we gave you.

PETER: (PETER remembers immediately.) This? No, I think I got this at a…. Realty, you said? I can’t, um, that’s not ringing any bells. (Brief pause.) Sorry, I have to take a stand here.

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