Eurydice Script Practice

Third Movement

(at the gates)

I hear him at the gates! He’s come to save me!

Do you want to go with him?

Yes of course!

(she see that his face falls)

Oh— you’ll be lonely, won’t you?

No. no. You should go to your husband. You should have grandchildren. You’ll all come down and meet me one day.

Are you sure?

You should love your family until the grapes grow dust on their purple faces

Now?

It’s for the best.

Yes, I think so.

His shoulder’s aren’t very broad. Can he take care of you? Are you sure?

Yes

There is one thing you need to know. If he turns around and sees you, you’ll die a second death. Those are the rules. So step quietly. And don’t cry out.

I won’t.

Good-bye

I’ll come back to you. I seem to keep dying.

Don’t let them dip you into the river too long, the second time. Hold your breath.

I’ll look for a tree.

I’ll write you letters.

Where will I find them?

I don’t know yet. I’ll think of something. Good-bye, Eurydice.

Good-bye.

(Looks back)

Wait, come back.

Keep walking.

I’m afraid!

You’re husband is waiting for you, Eurydice.

I don’t recognize him! That’s a stranger!

Go on, it’s him

I want to go home! I want my father!

You’re all grown up now. You have a husband. TURN AROUND!

Why?

Because!

That’s a stupid reason

The stones—cried when we heard it.

(turning) That’s Orpheus?

Yes that’s him!

Where’s his music?

It’s in your head.

Orpheus?

You startled me.

I’m sorry.

Why?

I don’t know.

Why’d you have to say my name Eurydice.

I’m sorry.

I know we used to fight, it seems so silly now, if—

If ifs and ands were pots and pans there’d be no need for tinkers—

Eurydice—

I think I see the gates. The stones—the boats it looks familiar— the stones look happy to see me!

Don’t look!

Wow! That’s the happiest I’ve ever seen them!

Think of the things we did, we went ice skating, I wore a red sweater

Everything is so grey, it looks familiar, like home, our hours was grey with a red door. We had two cats, and two dogs, and two fish, that died.

Will you talk to me!

The train looks like the opposite of a train—

returns and the string room is gone

Where’s my room?

The stones are silent

WHERE IS MY ROOM? ANSWER ME!

Up there

Where’s my father?

Point at the father

Why is he sleeping? (the stones shrug) I’ve come back!

It’s too late

What are you talking about?