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VERSAILLES

© 2012 by Richard Ploetz

All Rights Reserved

VERSAILLES is a full length contemporary drama with 7 characters and a single set. 

 

SHARON, a 28 year old single mother, is waking up to the hard reality of her life. Her youth gone, her beauty and power going, she is caught in a web of dead end relationships and a nowhere job. As her house is slowly sinking into the swamp her young daughter appears to have gone missing. A mysterious figure, MR MASON, a kind of investigator/conscience, surfaces. Is he the resolution to Sharon’s problems?

 

There are also Sharon’s younger, blue-collar boyfriend, BRANDON, her father, HARMON, who may have molested her as a child, and NICK, her boss, owner of the Golden Lady where she works (and with whom she is sexually involved). Lastly there are BOB and BETH the seemingly ideal married couple who have moved into the house across the street.  

 

The play, in 28 scenes, was inspired by the Casey Anthony trial in Florida.

 

 

Excerpt:

SHARON: 28 – very attractive, sexual, headstrong – used to getting what she wants

 

BRANDON: 24 – Sharon’s boyfriend, garage mechanic – tough exterior, but vulnerable

 

BOB: 34 – used car salesman, mid-western, somewhat naive

 

BETH: 32 – Bob’s wife, mid-western, high strung, also rather naïve

 

HARMON: 50ties – Sharon’s father – a not-unsympathetic suspect character

 

MR MASON: 50ties – retired lawman, Harmon’s old hunting/drinking buddy

 

NICK: 49 – Sharon’s boss, sleazy owner of the Golden Lady strip club

 

 

VERSAILLES: Excerpt 

 

SETTING: Sharon’s livingroom – cheaply furnished, untidy – stairs going up

 

 

1.

 

(In dark, sound of wind soughing through pines; then haunting cry of pileated woodpecker. Silence. Lights. MR. MASON sitting in chair;

SHARON on floor beside him, head leaning against his knee. 

She holds a child’s stuffed animal, a puppy. Peaceful, almost an image of father and daughter. A moment. He glances at his pocket watch – holds to ear – it has stopped – stares at it.)

 

MASON

It stopped . . .

(beat)

Why don’t we?

 

SHARON

You can always get a battery.

 

(Beat. He tosses watch off – BLACKOUT as it is in the air)

 

 

 

 

2.

 

(BOB enters through front door; he carries stuffed animal, the puppy)

 

BOB

Hello? Anyone home? 

(pause) 

Ah, Mrs . . . ?

 

(After a moment SHARON appears at top of dark stairs. BOB sees her)

 

BOB

Ah.  Hello. I found. . . Sheryl-lee’s . . . puppy. She . . . I guess she lost it, so . . .

 

SHARON

It’s “Miss”.

 

BOB

So I hope you don’t mind. 

(pause) 

I brought it over.

 

(SHARON comes slowly down the stairs. She is a little mussed, as though

she may have been sleeping)

 

SHARON

That’s nice. Who are you, the milk man?

 

BOB

The milk—Oh, ha, ha. Bob  – from across the street. 

(pause) 

We met – briefly – at . . . the barbeque . . .

 

SHARON

Oh, yeah. Bob . . .

 

(Pause)

 

BOB

I just thought . . .

 

SHARON

You were passing by . . .

 

BOB

I happened to see . . . On the curb . . .

 

SHARON

Old Mr. Puppers, and you thought . . .

 

BOB

You wouldn’t want him getting lost, and . . .

 

SHARON

You thought you’d look in on me.

 

(Pause)

 

SHARON

That’s nice of you, Bob.

 

BOB

Yes. Well . . .

 

SHARON

Drink?

 

BOB

Oh, no, no thanks. I just . . . It’s kinda early . . .

 

SHARON

.  .  . And you thought . . .

 

BOB

. . . Well . . .

 

SHARON

You’re a good neighbor. Across the street . . .

 

BOB

Number 24.

 

SHARON

I’m  23 . . .

 

BOB

. . . Ah . . .

 

SHARON

Close to one another . . . Numbers.

 

(She comes close to him)

 

SHARON

Drink? 

(beat) 

Little reward? 

(beat) 

I’m sure Beth wouldn’t mind. 

(beat)

It’s Beth?

 

BOB

Beth . . .  yeah . . .

 

SHARON

She’s not here is she?

 

BOB

Sheryl-lee . . .

 

SHARON

I’m here, Bob.

 

 

3.

 

(BOB and SHARON. After a moment BRANDON appears at top of stairs.)

 

SHARON

This is Bob. Guy who stopped in the other day.

 

(BRANDON comes down the stairs. Bare-chested, he is not wearing shoes or socks)

 

BRANDON

Oh yeah?

 

SHARON

He was concerned.

 

BRANDON

Bob. Live around here?

 

 

SHARON

Bob’s a neighbor. Him and Beth.

 

BRANDON

Beth. Sounds fruitful.

 

BOB

What? Fruitful?

 

BRANDON

Is she? You know . . .

 

BOB

I’m afraid--

 

SHARON

They’re married, Brandon. Married.

 

BRANDON

Why didn’t you say so? I didn’t mean to step out of line here, champ, suggest she was . . .

 

(Pause)

 

BOB

It’s ok.

 

BRANDON

I couldn’t see you with a dog, Bob. Married. And here you are.

 

SHARON

He stopped by. He was concerned. About . . .

 

BRANDON

Uh huh.

 

BOB

(barely audible) 

Mr. Puppers . . .

 

SHARON

Brandon’s her father.

 

BOB

Oh? I didn’t . . .

 

 

BRANDON

Why don’t you bring Bethy over? We’ll have a party. 

(beat) 

A regular fuck fest.

 

BOB

It’s just I saw him -- out on the curb, and . . .

 

BRANDON 

What’s he, the neighborhood nanny?

 

SHARON

Brandon . . .

 

BRANDON

What? He “stops in” with Uncle Puppers. It’s one o’clock in the afternoon. I got a right, don’t I? 

(to BOB) 

What’d you expect to find?

 

BOB

Well, I just thought . . .

 

BRANDON

. . . you just thought . . .

 

SHARON

Brandon . . .

 

BRANDON

Milkman comes at 7, Bob. You’re a little late.

 

BOB

Margie asked about her is all. She hasn’t played with Sheryl-lee in--

 

BRANDON

Know what I’m thinking? There ain’t no Margie. Margie’s an -- optical –

whatever.  Know what I mean?

 

BOB

There certainly is a Margie. You just look out the window.

 

BRANDON

(glancing out window)

Zip, Bob. Zip Margie.

 

 

 

BOB

She was there. On the . . . teeter-tot-- Listen, Brandon, I don’t care for what you’re implying. I am happily married, and, if you think I am coming over here to, to . . .

 

BRANDON

Easy there. Did I say I didn’t believe you?  I’m a great kidder, huh Sharon?

 

(Pause)

 

SHARON

She’s at her grandmother’s, Bob.

 

BOB

Margie asked about her is all. 

 

SHARON

She hasn’t been feeling too good.

 

BRANDON

You told me she was at the baby sitter.

 

SHARON

My mother baby-sits, Brandon.

 

(Pause)

 

BOB

Where are your socks?

 

BRANDON

Huh?

 

BOB

Socks.

 

 

4.

 

(SHARON and MR. MASON, in the dark)

 

MASON

Morgan Towers . . . 

(Lights)

He’d be walking along the sidewalk on Elm Street. Like this – up and down, up and down. . . . He’d been gassed in the First World War, and that caused the way he walked. Like he was . . . floating. “Floating Towers”, my daddy called him . . .

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