the six wives of apathy

the primero draft de un play

by samara

cast

brexit

plague

grunch

coachella

eurydice

georgefucker

pig


the first scene

two women named brexit and plague are sitting on a couch together, facing slightly away as if tense, each smoking a cigarette in perfect unison. suddenly, plague turns to face the other. brexit keeps smoking. these two talk britishly or at least midatlantic.

plague

        oh come on honey what are we doing here

brexit

        we’re waiting for our husband

plague

        no i mean why are we acting like this

brexit

        we’re waiting for our husband

plague

        why won’t you talk to me

brexit

        i’m waiting

plague

        tell me baby did i do something

brexit

        you are doing something right now

plague

        what

brexit

        it doesn’t matter. i’m waiting. that’s called doing nothing

plague

        my mistake

they take one more synchronized drag before the doorbell rings

brexit

        are you going to get that

plague

        goddammit i thought we were waiting

brexit

        hello? what if that’s our husband. you dolt

plague

        well i’m not doing anything. i’m waiting

brexit

        you know what. fuck you. i’m lying down

brexit puts her head in plague’s lap and they take a synchronized drag. the doorbell rings a bunch more

brexit

        HOLY FUCK SHUT UP

grunch (offstage)

        I WILL NOT

plague (running to the door)

        grunch!! grunch!! grunch grunch grunch!! it’s grunch!!

enter grunch, who is a butch lesbian that looks like a 90s european raver

grunch

        hey baby ya miss me haha

brexit

        hello grunch.

grunch

        hello, brexit.

brexit

        did you bring me my cigarettes

grunch

        when was the last time i didn’t

brexit

        yesterday

grunch

        doesn’t count

brexit

        yesterday, before that

grunch

        whatever, brex, grunch mccruncher the reefer beaver muncher brought you your ciggies

brexit

        i can’t live without fags

grunch

        i can

plague

        GRUNCH!!!!!!

grunch

        PLAGUE!!!!

they embrace then kiss

plague

        wait!

grunch

        what is it babydoll

plague

        i’m supposed to not be doing anything

brexit

        that’s right.

grunch

        are you waiting for our husband?

brexit

        that’s right.

grunch

        and you thought i might be him?

plague

        that’s right.

grunch

        heh. nice. i wish. he gets to fuck all our wives

brexit

        do you have to be so vulgar

plague

        don’t you kind of like it, brexie?

brexit

        give me my fuckign cigarettes

grunch

        right away ma’am

exit grunch

brexit

        hmph!

plague

        oh, why do you have to be like that to my wife

brexit

        they say happy wife happy life but i’m not having a very good time to be honest with you. so unhappy life for everybody it is

plague

        you’re not having a good time? whatever is wrong brexie baby?

brexit

        no cigarettes baby and i’m stuck here waiting

they take a drag off of their cigarettes in unison

plague

        god this is tough huh

enter grunch with a large box

grunch

        who wants smokes

brexit

        in god we trust

brexit takes the box and runs off stage

grunch

        hehe. what say you we cut this waiting business short and do somethin

brexit (offstage)

        GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU—

        (onstage, enter brexit)

        —UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!

grunch

        at your / service

brexit

        these are MARIJUANA cigarettes. MARIJUANA CIGARETTES, GRUNCH! i asked you for cigarettes and you once again you have brought me proof that you are involved with criminal drug dealing conspiracies

grunch

        wrong box baby one second (exits)

brexit

        CRIMINAL DRUG DEALING CONSPIRACIES

grunch (re-entering with a larger box)

        duty-free cigarettos baby

brexit

        duty free!

grunch

        fresh tobacco or whatever

brexit

        my god you are the most beautiful woman alive, you criminal

grunch

        if i had a dime for every time someone had said that to me verbatim i would be a millionaire, honeybaby, i’m the fucking grunch

the doorbell rings again. grunch ducks behind the couch

plague

        BREXIT THE DOOR BELL

brexit runs to door—ENTER COACHELLA—and is shocked to find a transsexual named coachella instead of her husband

brexit

        hello. i thought you were my husband

coachella

        that’s not a very nice thing to say

plague

        welcome!! who are you what are you doing here and welcome!!

coachella

        i heard there was a party

brexit

        no! no parties

plague

        we’ve got some people over it’s a party, brexit, play nice

coachella

        did you just call her brexit also why is that dude ducking behind the couch like i’m not right here staring at him

grunch (behind a couch)

        my name is grunch mccruncher the reefer beaver muncher and i am a woman

coachella

        ah for sure what’s up dyke dap me up brother

grunch gets up and daps coachella

plague

        what’s that

coachella

        that’s gender baby. this is gender right here.

brexit

        my name is brexit.

coachella

        awesome. my name is coachella.

plague

        i am plague

coachella

        plague? what the fuck

brexit

        she’s greek, asshole

plague (crying)

        i’m greek

coachella

        for sure my b for sure. so like what are you guys doing here

plague, brexit, and grunch

        we’re waiting for our husband

coachella

        is he gonna start the party

plague, brexit, and grunch

        always does, baby

coachella

        word. so this is like a polyamory type of situation

brexit

        my god! bigamy! we are good christians

coachella

        are you sure about that? tell me about your personal relationship with your lord and savior, madam brexit, for i am curious what that means to you,

brexit, coachella, and plague sit on the couch together. grunch falls completely silent and begins pacing with anger and purpose around the stage.        

brexit

        i was born in a far away and godless place to a tribe of powerful satanists who were attempting to infiltrate the goodly god-fearing gentry.  i was horribly sad the entire time. horribly horribly sad. everybody was mean to me at school and i could never even go to a sleepover because everyone knew we were fake devil gentry. then one day i was awoken by the arrival of an angel at my window. we talked for hours. the angel told me to accept Jesus who would fix it. so I did. and then I met my husband and now i’m very rich and I’m happy. that’s about it really. do you have any questions coachella

coachella

        what did the angel look like

brexit

        i don’t remember

coachella

        awesome

plague

        like a baby cherub flying like around like a gnat and playing a tiny harp

brexit

        no

plague

        ah damn

coachella

        woulda been lame if you ask me

plague

        not at all. when i was a little girl on lesbos i was visited by seven cherubs in the forest. they danced around me and sang a sort of nightcore mr brightside with their tiny cherub mouths and harps. i cried for weeks it was so beautiful.

coachella

        that’s dope like for real

plague

        do you want to be my wife

brexit

        plague be careful

plague

        i want her to be my beautiful transsexual wife brexit

coachella

        so this is like a polyamory type of situation

plague

        that’s right. and we’re good christians too

brexit

        it’s different, plague, that’s not the same, that’s gay

grunch sits down on brexit’s lap

grunch

        when i was seventeen years old i got into a bar fight  with the devil in amsterdam

coachella

        oh we’re just telling stories. it’s really nice to get to know you guys like this

grunch

        he looked me dead in the eyes and i saw reflected in his billions of real human souls being tortured by god in the lake of hellfire. every time i close my eyes i see this.

brexit, grunch, plague, and coachella in unison pull out a cig or joint and light and take a drag

grunch

        i didnt like that very much. he was in the body of a police man. i hit him as hard as a could with the first object i could grab—the pitcher of ice water at the bar for losers who like to stay hydrated. he wasn’t hit very hard bc the water was sloshing around and i spilled it all over the both of us. i started hoping it was holy water or something but it wasnt and we both started slipping and sliding all over the floor and falling into each other and shit and slapping each other around. finally i managed to sock him real good right in the nose and he died

coachella

        you killed a dutch cop?

grunch

        let he who is without sin throw the first—

coachella

        throw your fucking stone man that’s awesome. no sins there

brexit

        heathen whelp got the devil in her

plague

        my great uncle was a cop you fucking sicko

coachella

        hit him with a rock

brexit

        by god! she said “hit him with a rock”. i’m going to be sick. i’m retiring to the bedroom this is all too much for my fragile soul. i feel faint

plague

        what are you going to do in there

brexit

        i’m waiting for my husband

plague

        oh goodness. we’ve been doing things haven’t we

grunch

        telling stories

coachella

        is it my turn

brexit

        pay attention to me right now!

grunch

        yes ma’am

plague

        right away ma’am

brexit

        …coachella?

coachella gets up and faces the audience. pause. brexit starts screaming and running around.

brexit

        copkiller copkiller copkiller copkiller copkiller!!!!! all of you!!! aaah!!!!! pay the fuck attention to me right now!!!

enter eurydice a transsexual with a frying pan, who whacks brexit as she runs around the stage, and brexit flops to the floor comically. everyone turns to pay attention to eurydice

eurydice

        hey

grunch

        hey

plague

        hey

coachella

        .  .  .  hey

eurydice

        i couldnt sleep with her doing that again. i am going back to sleep now.

plague

        will you come back out for the party

eurydice

        we’re having a party? (seeing coachella) hey

coachella

        im coachella

eurydice

        im eurydice. are you enjoying our party

coachella

        its very thought provoking

eurydice

        bummer. try smoking more weed

coachella

        hella

eurydice

        hella. goodnight

coachella

        goodnight skater. (exit eurydice) she seems nice

grunch

        you gay or something

plague

        yeah are you gay

coachella

        hella

grunch

        nice me too

plague

        yeah same

coachella

        thought you guys had a husband or something

grunch

        it’s gay to have a husband, our husband says

coachella

        oomfie kinda spitting

grunch

        for real

plague

        for real

coachella

        for real. are we still waiting for that guy

plague and grunch

        we’re waiting for our husband.

coachella

        i feel like we’ve been waiting a really long time. i feel really tired. can i tell you guys my story. i am so tired.

plague

        you could sleep with eurydice

coachella

        im coachella

grunch

        gruncher muncher the cruncher fucker gonna go munch some crunch you know what i am saying

plague

        oh you sauce

coachella

        be my guest

grunch

        nah youre my guest buddy

grunch and plague exit. coachella is left alone on stage while brexit lies there.

coachella (king of the hill)

        yep

eurydice enters and sits down on the couch opposite coachella

eurydice (king of the hill)

        yep

coachella

        heyy

eurydice

        do you like breakcore

coachella

        yea

sound cue: ambient jungle

eurydice

        can i show you something

coachella

        of course

a projector plays a video of a rabbit being whimsical for thirty seconds

coachella

        so are you some kind of wife too

eurydice

i’m the live in transsexual

coachella

is that a sex thing

eurydice

no i’m an incel

coachella

what? oh

eurydice

i’m kidding

coachella

so it is a sex thing?

eurydice

no i am just not an incel

coachella

what are you

eurydice

i’m eurydice

coachella

i’ve been sleeping a lot lately

eurydice

i’m really sorry about all of this

coachella

it’s only ever too hot or it’s only ever too cold. sometimes it is both so i never go outside and i just sit around

eurydice

it only ever gets too hot here

coachella

that’s worse, don’t you want it to snow?

eurydice

oh, i don’t want to be here.

coachella

oh. gosh. i’m sorry. i’m really sorry about all of this. where are we?

eurydice        

        our house

coachella

        oh. what are we doing?

eurydice

        we’re waiting for their husband.

coachella

        i actually exactly get that

eurydice

        yea

coachella

        can i kiss you?

eurydice

        you should ask me that later

coachella

        yeah, sometimes right now is bad

eurydice

        yea

coachella

        do you ever think that happens a lot?

eurydice

        wdym

coachella

        like, do you ever think that right now is bad a lot?

eurydice

        ugh. i mean. yeah. i get that. i think i’m okay now. do you ever get scared, coachella?

coachella

        i am afraid a lot of the time eurydice

eurydice

        i don’t have any money

coachella

        oh i thought you guys were rich

eurydice

        my roommates are

coachella

        seems like a sweet deal to me

eurydice

        i pay half the rent

coachella

        when was the last time you ate something

eurydice

        i had bread earlier

coachella

        oh. yeah. okay.

eurydice

        do you like fighting games

coachella

        can i be honest with you? i don’t like fighting games. i get that that’s like a thing for me to do but i don’t really want to do it.

eurydice

        hey that’s fine

coachella

        i never do anything anyway. not that if i did something fighting games would be my first choice. can i move on to a separate but related thought please

eurydice

        yea thats cool its okay

coachella

        i never do anything

eurydice

        i play fighting games

coachella

        do you want to play a fighting game with me

eurydice

        i think i killed brexit

coachella

        that’s cool

eurydice

        can i show you something

the rabbit video plays again with breakcore. brexit gets up

brexit

        do you guys know aphex twin

eurydice shrieks. coachella falls over. brexit shrieks.

coachella

        shut the fuck up please

brexit

        that is no way for an honored guest to speak. get out of my house

eurydice

        she’s my guest

brexit

        i see. so that’s the way it’s gonna be baby. i set you up and you knock me down.

eurydice

        give me your money

brexit

        what

eurydice

        reach into your pocket, pull out your wallet, and give it to me

brexit

        eurydice, I—

eurydice

        give me your fucking wallet!

brexit

        I don’t have a wallet!

eurydice

        Jesus Christ whatever,

brexit

        don’t take the Lord’s name / in vain

eurydice

        go get your fucking purse out of your bedroom and put all your jewelry and valuables inside of it and give it to me right now.

brexit

        gosh.

exit brexit

eurydice

        oh. um. i’m sorry

coachella

        was that real

eurydice (solemn)

        hella

coachella

        can i kiss you

enter georgefucker

georgefucker

        WIVES! THE LORD GEORGEFUCKER HAS RETURNED!

coachella

        oh jesus fuck

eurydice

        oh coachella this is not ideal

georgefucker

        you are not my beautiful wives

coachella

        you betcha

georgefucker

        you cannot be here.

eurydice

        bitch i live here

georgefucker

        what did you call the lord georgefucker

eurydice

        i didn’t call the lord georgefucker anything

georgefucker

        you two wouldn’t happen to be a pair of dick girls would you? traps?

coachella

        veritably so sir

eurydice

        i live in your walls

georgefucker

        my wives cannot see you here

eurydice

        oh george do not oh my god

georgefucker

        WIVES, STAY ABED

enter brexit with all her money

georgefucker

        BREXIT!

brexit

        hello my love

georgefucker

        what have you got there

brexit

        i am giving all my purse my money and valuables away to the impoverished transsexual to who lives in our walls

georgefucker

        well very fine honey. women are wont to do what they will with their moneys these days.

brexit

        thank you very much my love

georgefucker

        just this once. dont get cocky charitable now

brexit

        i would never dare get cocky charitable

georgefucker

        very well then. what say you we hit the town like a pair of young lovers and have ourselves a meal at a fine dining establishment with a view of a body of water

brexit

        raw me

georgefucker

        let us be off then

brexit

        here you go, trannies!

brexit drops the bag on the floor. exit georgefucker. exit brexit.

coachella

        wow. okay

eurydice

        sheesh.

coachella

        that guy seems like he owns a lot of money

eurydice

        he owns a lot of land

coachella

        what. how is that allowed

eurydice

        long fucking story

coachella

        we’ve been telling stories

eurydice

        those women are insane

coachella

        these women are crazy

eurydice

        i’m perfectly cognizant

coachella

        are you greek

eurydice

        im southern

coachella

        your name is eurydice and plague is greek so i thought i would ask

eurydice

        plague is greek?

coachella

        ya

eurydice

        huh. im southern.

coachella

        why are you called eurydice

eurydice

        i chose to be. why are you called coachella

coachella

        i pissed off a wizard

eurydice

        it’s a good name

coachella

        thank you. so is eurydice. haha. eurydice kinda looks like it could be pronounced youre a dyke and i am.

eurydice

        when was the last time you got any sleep

coachella

        they told me we could take a nap

eurydice

        we can take a nap

coachella

        when was the last time you had any weed

eurydice

        2019

coachella

        you want some

eurydice

        i smoke two joints before i smoke two joints and then i smoke two more

coachella

        we got a box full of them over somewhere

eurydice

        we could smoke two joints and then take a nap

coachella

        let’s smoke two joints and then take a nap

eurydice

        it feels good to not be waiting anymore

coachella

        i still feel like i’m waiting for something

eurydice

        their husband already came by

coachella

        i feel like i’m waiting for our husband

eurydice

i don’t have a husband. i don’t have a wife.

coachella

i think that might be wrong and i think that you might.

eurydice

let’s take a nap.

black out

the second scene

lights up. plague and brexit are sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette in unison

plague

did you have a good day yesterday baby

brexit

my husband took me out on the town

plague

he’ll be home soon

brexit

we could wait around for him

plague

we could wait for our husband

brexit

we could have a night on the town

plague

the pope has got all my money

brexit

i gave away all of my money to a poor transsexual woman

plague

that’s unlike you, brexit baby

brexit

        i am full of regrets, plague, regrets and surprises

plague

        i would like to be full of money

brexit

        i would like to be full of dick

plague

        it’s hard having all this space. we have such a big house

brexit

        we keep giving rooms away to poor transsexual women

plague

        i am so tired of them taking up our spaces. we’re women too

brexit

        i’m brexit

plague

        what are we talking about baby

brexit

        we’re talking about our husband

plague

        i thought we were talking about trans women

brexit

        we’re talking about them too

plague

        we could wait for the trans women

brexit

        and what? sneak attack them?

plague

        we could give them more money, they love money. we have so much.

brexit

        you’re an imbecile, baby. youre not supposed to give your money away.

plague

        why not

brexit

        you need it to kill the pope

plague

        pope’s got all my money

brexit

        that’s why you’ve gotta kill him

plague

        but i can’t, can i? because he’s got all my money

brexit

        that’s why the pope still breathes.

plague

        and if i had my money, i wouldnt need to kill him

brexit

        that’s why the pope will never die

plague

        i need my money, brexit, if you’ve got none.

brexit

        well why don’t you wait?

plague

        for what? direct deposit

brexit

        wait for our husband.

plague

        can you wait for something with me

brexit

        i am waiting for my goddamn cigarettes

enter grunch with an even larger box full of cigarettes

grunch

        have i ever disappointed you brexit baby

brexit

        countlessly

plague

        grunch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

plague and grunch hug and kiss

grunch and plague

        we love you brexit

brexit

        i love you grunch and plague … grunch i need to ask you a question

grunch

        yunch

brexit

        do you have any money

grunch

        i told you baby im a woman and these cigarettos are duty free. aint got money

brexit

        bullshit youre a drug dealer give me your wallet

grunch

        where’s your money brexit

brexit

        i gave away all my valuables

grunch

        i’m going to take the cigarettes back and give you the money

brexit

        so you do have money

grunch

        no i got cigarettos baby

brexit

        give me money or i will kill you and myself

plague

        what about me

brexit

        you must live baby and tell my story

grunch

        and mine

brexit

        no

enter coachella

coachella

        we tellin stories?

brexit

        who the fuck are you

coachella

        im coachella

plague and grunch

        hi coachella

brexit

        get out of my house

coachella

        are you gonna call me a slur again

brexit

        ive never seen u in my life

grunch

        shut the fuck up brexit you saw her yesterday

brexit

        what the fuck did you just say to me you little bitch?

grunch

        gimme your wallet

brexit

        I don’t have a wallet, Grunch. I’m too angry.

coachella

        who are you angry at

brexit

        who aren’t i, cunt?

coachella

        that was actually quite gender affirming what you just said

brexit

        i hate women!

coachella

        thank god i thought you were a terf

plague

        you hate me?

brexit

        no darling i could never i love you baby

grunch

        back off brexit. youve hurt our wife for the last time

brexit

        i’ll kill you, grunch

plague

        (sobs)

brexit

        baby dont cry over me

grunch

        she’s crying at you, dipshit

brexit

        i hope you die in your sleep

grunch (brandishing a machine gun)

        i hope you die right now

brexit

        ah come on man what the fuck

grunch

        youre right. thats too far. youre my wife.

brexit

        youre my wife too and im still gonna tear your fucking throat out

plague

        stop it!!! stopp!!

coachella

        you guys are gonna wake up eurydice

brexit

        who the fuck is eurydice? another tranny?

coachella

        here we fucking go

plague

        what’s happening to me. i’m feeling dizzy

grunch

        have a cigarette

plague (cigs)

        better. dizzier. but better

grunch

        grunch win

brexit

        i’m going to do it

coachella

        do what

brexit

        scream

coachella

        shut the hell up

brexit

        (screams)

eurydice comes out and whacks her and whacks her and stomps on her and stuff

eurydice

        goddamn this business is really lame i gotta live on an island to find the juice

plague

        did you just kill brexit you monster?
eurydice

        im sorry pleggy im tired

coachella

        i warned her

eurydice

        nice. thanks

coachella

        im sorry

eurydice

        no, i’m sorry

coachella

        can i show you something

cotton candy raccoon video, ends abruptly

eurydice

        i didnt agree

coachella

        sorry

grunch

        me neither

eurydice

        grunch i was kidding

grunch

        that made me very sad

coachella

        can we roll back to what this is if not a polycule. some sort of queer housing group? whats up with the georgefucker guy?

plague

        we’re waiting for him. he’s our husband.

grunch

        yeah, we’re waiting for our husband

coachella

        grunch do you want a husband? plague?

grunch

        i wanted a wife, but she’s dead now

coachella

        what? plague is fine

grunch

        no i mean brexit

coachella

        okay but let’s roll back then so you are married

eurydice

        i dont think we should be asking them stuff like this

grunch

        yeah that’s sort of my private life. i keep that secret as a popular dj

coachella

        youre a dj?

grunch

        not if youre a transsexual im not i will not sell you gear or teach you a goddamned thing i am not doing that again good lord

coachella

        do you have any weed

grunch

        not if youre a transsexual i dont

coachella

        are YOU a terf?

grunch

        nah. love girldick

eurydice

        we’re getting off track

plague

        we need to go back

coachella

        to what

grunch

        my WIFE is DEAD you FUCKin QUEER. that bitch killed my wife

eurydice

        she’ll get up. we do this everyday

grunch

        and what happens if one day she can’t take it anymore?

eurydice

        what if that happens to any of us? huh? you think I don’t get whacked?

grunch

        i’ll fucking whack you

eurydice

        don’t do this to me grunch

grunch

        eurydice you killed my fucking wife!

coachella

        we’ll have to bury her before your husband gets back

plague

        no! we have to wait for him!

coachella

        i vote we please don’t wait

eurydice

        i vote we pack her a suitcase and throw it in the lake and give her some concrete shoes

coachella

        yeah

grunch

        we’re waiting for our husband.

coachella

what’d you do when you killed that dutch cop

grunch

secured my place among the elect of heaven

everyone takes a drag in unison, tense, looking around

grunch

let’s regroup later. i’m going to fuck my wife

plague

        not if you don’t get me a goddamn cigarette grunch, i’m not in the mood now because brexit is dead and i don’t have any fucking cigarettes

grunch

        you are holding three cigarettes

plague

        grunch i’m serious. my wife is dead, and you’re just gonna fuck your wife?

grunch

        yeah, my wife is dead and i’m just gonna fuck my wife

plague

        for a cigarette?

grunch

        for a million cigarettes babygirl for a million

plague

        okay ❤️yay ❤️

grunch

        suck it transsexuals, cigarettes get the girl.

coachella

        plague proposed to me yesterday

plague

        and i’d fucking do it again

grunch

        are you trying to marry my wife?

eurydice

        can you guys please just go oh my god

grunch and eurydice exit, leaving eurydice and coachella on stage

eurydice

        always the same shit with those two

coachella

        eurydice did you actually kill that woman?

eurydice

        does it matter?

coachella

        i guess, not to me. maybe to georgefucker. seems like it mattered to them.

eurydice

        doesn’t matter to me literally at all

coachella

        you’re so beautiful

eurydice

        what

coachella

        you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen

eurydice

        how many women have you seen

coachella

        they were all so beautiful

eurydice

        i’m going to send you a spotify link

coachella

        i’ve never cared about anything as much as i’ve cared about women

eurydice

        wdym

coachella

        you’re the only thing i’ve been able to think about since i met you

eurydice

        surely that’s not true

coachella

        i care so fucking much what people think of me, and i care twice as much if they’re beautiful women do you like me? every time i meet a beautiful woman whether or not she likes me is all-consuming

eurydice

        you seem to be thinking about a lot of things right now not just me necessarily

coachella

        thinking too much

eurydice

        yeah, you know i can relate

coachella

        can you?

eurydice

        yeah

coachella

        you gotta get out of this house

eurydice

        why

coachella

        mostly the rent

eurydice

        oh, yeah. mostly?

coachella

        you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever met. come home with me.

eurydice

        where do you live

coachella

        fuck what am i doing

coachella begins to walk off-stage, eurydice is about to ask her to wait when the lord georgefucker bursts in the door

georgefucker

        WIVES! THE LORD GEORGEFUCKER HAS RETURNED!

coachella

        oh jesus fuck

eurydice

        oh coachella this is not ideal

georgefucker

        you are not my beautiful wives

coachella

        you betcha

georgefucker

        you cannot be here.

eurydice

        bitch i live here

georgefucker

        what did you call the lord georgefucker

eurydice

        i didn’t call the lord georgefucker anything

georgefucker

        you two wouldn’t happen to be a pair of dick girls would you? traps?

coachella

        veritably so sir

eurydice

        i live in your walls

georgefucker

        my wives cannot see you here

eurydice

        oh george do not oh my god

georgefucker

        WIVES, STAY ABED. (noticing brexit) BREXIT!

he runs to brexit

georgefucker

        BREXIT! BREXIT! MY BEAUTIFUL BREXIT! SHE’S DEAD.

eurydice

        oh my god

eurydice runs to coachella

georgefucker (wailing)

        BREXIT!

eurydice

        oh my god coachella. coachella. chella. chella. this is fucked

coachella

        i thought you do this everyday

eurydice

        coachella she always gets up. she always gets up. it is never like this. it is never ever like this.

georgefucker continues to cry on the floor

coachella

        maybe she’s tired

eurydice

        maybe she’s fucking dead what do you mean

coachella

        what do you mean?

georgefucker

        you. traps.

coachella

        what’s up man you ok

georgefucker

        did you kill my beautiful wife

coachella

        no way josé

georgefucker

        eurydice you limp motherfucker did you kill my goddamn wife

eurydice

        leave me the fuck alone george

georgefucker

        i have about had enough

eurydice

        i pay rent! you don’t even pay rent!

georgefucker

        i own this house!

eurydice

        who the fuck built it

georgefucker

        i do not give a fuck!

eurydice

        where did you get the land

georgefucker

        that is not important

coachella

        pay her rent, george

georgefucker

        she killed my wife

eurydice

        i’ll kill you george

georgefucker

        what the fuck did you just say to me you little bitch?

eurydice

        gimme your wallet

georgefucker

        don’t try this, i have a gun

eurydice

        pull your gun out, george

coachella

        eurydice i don’t think—

georgefucker (patting himself down)

        where the fuck is my gun

eurydice

        grunch took it off you literally three years ago. you never noticed because you’re an apathetic lazy piece of shit. i don’t even know where you go all day. but you wanna know something. i don’t go anywhere. i don’t do anything. i stay in this house and watch. and this is not your house. these are not your wives. your wives are fucking each other, george. grunch is a dogshit gabber dj who steals your credit card every week to book a flight to amsterdam and smuggle ketamine. and they’re all dykes. grunch, obviously. plague, obviously, femme though. brexit has too much internalized homophobia to accept that it’s gay to fuck your wives, but god does she fuck ‘em. they’re each other’s wives george. i know everything about you and  you’re shocked everyday to see me in your home.

georgefucker

        you watch my wives have sex all day you sick tranny freak?

coachella takes the frying pan used to kill brexit and whacks georgefucker repeatedly.

coachella (stealing his wallet)

        rent-seeking transphobic english piece of shit

eurydice

        coachella what did you do

coachella

        i killed the lord georgefucker and stole his wallet, eurydice. you wanna like. cook and eat him

eurydice

        coachella what the fuck are you serious

coachella

        im a georgist, eurydice

eurydice

        um, okay, so we have two corpses here

coachella

        i’m telling you we should just eat them

eurydice

        aren’t you scared of prions

coachella

        i’m terrified of prions. why would you bring that up

eurydice

        idk that’s why i dont really eat people

coachella

        let’s be vegan

eurydice

        yeah, that seems like the move

brexit abruptly wakes up, sees the lord georgefucker, and screams, which immediately prompts grunch and plague to walk in, less dressed

grunch

        shut the FUCK up

brexit

        oh thank god, it’s you, my head is killing me, i need ten cigarettes pronto

grunch

        you got it baby girl

exit grunch. grunch re-enters immediately and passes cigarettes out to people.

grunch

        i can sense tensions are running a little high and this doesnt seem like an orgy kind of situation, so i think you all know what to do.

everyone except georgefucker takes a long, long drag from their respective cigarette. georgefucker wakes up

georgefucker

        damn, what’s that smell? do i smell the cigarettes of my three beautiful and lovely wives

brexit

        you know it baby

georgefucker (noticing eurydice and coachella)

        you are not my beautiful wives

coachella

        you betcha

georgefucker

        perhaps i should introduce you

coachella

        sounds great buddy

georgefucker

        These are my three lovely wives, the Lady Brexit, Duchess of Cambridge; Baroness Grunch von Munch the High Queen of Crunch; and Theodora Porphyrogenita Augusta Palaiologina, the true Empress of the Romans. I am George Fucker Georgefucker-Brown the Lord Georgefucker-Brown. Oh, and that is our live-in transsexual.

coachella

        is that like a sex thing

georgefucker

        yes, of course

coachella

        wait, what

georgefucker

        well i guess. i can’t think of any other reason she would be here.

grunch

        we’ve been thinking about the pope

georgefucker

        go on please grunch will you

grunch

        we’ve gotta kill the pope

plague

        pretty please

georgefucker

        interesting

brexit

        we’re out of money, george.

eurydice

        oh fuck i forgot about the money

brexit

        what? what do you know about money you impoverished transsexual

eurydice

        nothing. i have no money, none at all.

georgefucker

        my god, how are you going to pay rent? get the fuck out of my house!
eurydice

        do you have any money?

georgefucker (patting himself down)

        my god, i’m penniless

plague

        the pope has all my money, husband. that’s your money too.

grunch

        and also my money

brexit

        the pope has all our money

georgefucker

        the bishop of rome

plague

        we need to kill the bishop of rome

grunch (pulling out gun)

        i have a gun

georgefucker

        my god, what a lovely firearm

grunch

        thanks

georgefucker

        why do we need to kill the pope for money? don’t we have rent?

eurydice

        i don’t have any money, no

georgefucker

        the world is crashing down around me. i cannot breathe. i am going to be sick

grunch


        a better world is possible

plague

        a world with the dead pope

brexit

        i gave all my money away and now the pope has it

eurydice

        yeah, that’s true

plague

        aren’t you tired of doing the same thing everyday?

brexit

        no

grunch


        whenever i’m tired of doing the same thing everyday, i fly to europe and kill someone

georgefucker

        i love golfing

eurydice

        i’m going to move out

georgefucker

        as am i

coachella

        whose house is this?

georgefucker

        well, who’s got the most money?

coachella

        we do

georgefucker

        then i am afraid it is yours by right until we return from killing the pope. georgefucker out. peace.

all the cis people leave

coachella

        i would really like it if i could tell you a story

eurydice

        okay

coachella

        have you ever felt like you can’t stop running from tasks? like every moment that you sense you can do nothing, you do it? for no reason other than you can? you just sit there, and laze?

eurydice

        you smoke too much weed

coachella


        do you wanna smoke weed together

eurydice

        wait was that your story

coachella

        no it was a question

eurydice

        before that

coachella

        a prologue

eurydice

        okay. let’s smoke weed

coachella

        i met the devil once, too.

they take a long drag off joints in unison. by this point the stage should honestly be littered with cigarettes and joints and anything phallic and smokeable

coachella

        the devil taught me a very important lesson

eurydice

        which one

coachella

        how to get what i want

eurydice

        ah the usual

coachella

        and how to avoid what i don’t

eurydice

        interesting

coachella

        i met the devil in the womb

eurydice

        what?

coachella

        the devil put a worm in my head. i don’t know how to tell my story anymore. the others were so good about talking about the devil. i meet the devil everyday. she tells me to stop.

eurydice

        stop what

coachella

        if the devil wanted to tempt me i know she would send a beautiful woman. and the only person tempting me into anything is myself. did the devil know? did the devil trans me?

eurydice

        i don’t believe in the devil really

coachella

        i do, eurydice. i do.

eurydice

        if the devil wanted to tempt me he would send me a wife

coachella

        yeah

eurydice

        i would do anything for my wife if i had a wife

coachella

        i’m married to this fucking worm in my head. i do everything it says.

eurydice

        what does it say

coachella

        it doesn’t fucking say anything

eurydice

        are you okay

coachella

        no, eurydice, i am not. there is a worm in my head and it is the devil and it is my wife, and it tells me me never to listen to anybody else who asks me to do something. it tells me look coachella anything you can get away with, get away with it. do what you will when you have to and damn the future. she took away my far-sight, eurydice, i’m so myopic. i can’t see more than a minute in front of me. that’s my goddamn wife. the devil.

eurydice

i think you need glasses

coachella

i think i need a wife

eurydice

i have a different worm in my head i think than your wife worm

coachella

        can i marry your wife worm

eurydice

        i tried to tell you i don’t have a wife

coachella

        i still don’t believe you.

eurydice

        well, okay then.

coachella

        this is a really big house. is this our house?

eurydice

        yeah, i think so. i think that’s what happened

coachella

        i’m glad you’re my roommate, eurydice, and my friend. i really like you.

eurydice

        yeah, you’re cool. i like you

coachella

        and you’re so pretty

eurydice

        i think you’re pretty too

coachella

        thank you

coachella takes a long drag off of a joint and then passes it to eurydice, who takes a drag. this is the only time the characters should ever smoke out of sync. there is a knock at the door. the girls get up to check the door. there is a cop.

pig

        say you kids smokin’ reefer. that’s illegal

pause.

        tally ho

pause.

right. is this the residence of the lord georgefucker.

pause.

        right. have you ever met the pope?

pause.

        have you ever met the devil? have you ever met the lord georgefucker?

pause.

        tally ho

pause

        right. our records reflect that this is the residence of the Lady Brexit, Duchess of Cambridge; Baroness Grunch von Munch the High Queen of Crunch;  Theodora Palaiologina; George Fucker Georgefucker-Brown the Lord Georgefucker-Brown; and their live in transsexual. i assume that--well. let’s move on.

pause

        were you aware at any point of a conspiracy to assassinate the bishop of rome and restore the empire?

pause

        tally ho. right. well, in that case, i will just inform you that Lady Brexit, Duchess of Cambridge; Baroness Grunch von Munch the High Queen of Crunch;  Theodora Palaiologina; and George Fucker Georgefucker-Brown the Lord Georgefucker-Brown have all died in an officer-involved shooting. further details will be available as they are released to the public. have a lovely evening

exit pig

eurydice

        i guess this really is my house now.

coachella

        thank god we took all their wallets before they died.

eurydice

        we didn’t get grunch’s. grunch is loaded

coachella

        honestly, two wallets is enough for me

eurydice

        yeah

coachella

        are we landlords now? does this mean we get to sit around doing nothing forever? that sounds really special

eurydice

        well, georgefucker golfed

coachella

        i don’t want to golf. i want to do nothing.

eurydice

        are you sure

coachella

        i really want to do something with you

eurydice

        do you want to play a fighting game

coachella

        we can play a fighting game

they take a drag in unison and stare at each other a little bit before leaving the stage. fin