Belleville by Amy Herzog

Author:Amy Herzog [Herzog, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781559367714
Publisher: Theatre Communications Group

Scene Three

The middle of the night. Zack enters with a sleeping Abby slung over his shoulder. He is out of breath. He brings her to the couch and drops her there. This wakes her up.

ABBY: Where am I?

ZACK: Home, homey.

(She laughs drunkenly.)

ABBY: Home homey home homey home.

Did you know that— (The rest of this sentence is muffled as she has rolled her mouth into a pillow)

ZACK (Taking off her shoes): Gonna have to repeat that.

ABBY: The word uncanny. It means unhomely. I mean, etymo-log-ic-ally. Or in German, or something. It’s Freud. I’m dizzy.

ZACK: Your toe is turning some very exciting colors.

ABBY: Pretty ones?

ZACK: Mmmm. Yes. Very pretty. Not sure the toenail is long for this world, though.

ABBY: You might have to stay home tomorrow to take care of me.

ZACK: I might have to.

ABBY: Should we call Brigitte?

ZACK: Right now? No.

ABBY: I thought she might like to hear your voice.

ZACK: You’re drunk and you’re being silly.

ABBY: She never calls me back when I leave messages.

ZACK: I call you back.

ABBY: Also she doesn’t pick up her phone. I think she screens me. I think she’s threatened by American women.

ZACK: That’s a good theory.

(He exits into the kitchen.)

ABBY: Where are you going?

(She lifts herself on an elbow but gets dizzy and drops back down.)

Did you think Amina was rude?

ZACK (Offstage): What?

ABBY: Amina! I didn’t want to say before because I thought you’d say I was— (Hiccup) paranoid because I was off my drugs. When we stopped for Advil. She was all weird and cold.

ZACK (Offstage): I didn’t notice.

ABBY: Maybe in France it’s considered (Hiccup) rude to ask for Advil. We are strangers in a strange land.

(Zack reenters with a baguette and a large butcher knife and begins to cut slices of bread.)

Is that really the appropriate implement? For that little baguette?

ZACK: Everything else is in the sink.

(Abby sighs.)

ABBY: I’m a terrible housekeeper.

(He has cut a hunk of bread and hands it to her. She eats.)

You really didn’t notice?

ZACK: What?

ABBY: Amina. I wasn’t sure because you guys were speaking French but she seemed, like, icy.

ZACK: She was a little distracted, I guess. Another bite.

ABBY: I’m not that drunk.

ZACK: Okay.

ABBY: I’m not. And I’m not gonna puke again, I’m done.

ZACK: Hope so.

ABBY: Will you check my phone again?

ZACK: No one’s called.

ABBY: Will you check?

(He gets her phone out of her bag.)

ZACK: Nope.

ABBY: Give it to me.

ZACK: You’re not making any calls right now.

ABBY: I’m just gonna tell him I’m up. In case he’s afraid to call.

ZACK: I doubt that, it wouldn’t be the first time he called in the middle of the night.

ABBY: Hey, I don’t like your tone.

ZACK: Take one more bite.

ABBY: He hasn’t called in the middle of the night since the year after my mom died and it’s not nice to bring that up.

ZACK: I’d like to have you to myself for one night, is that a lot to ask? Will you please take one more bite?

(She relents.)

ABBY (Mouth full): You have me to yourself all the time.

(She bites and chews obediently.)

ZACK: You want some water?

(She nods.

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