Detente
Cast:
Bip
Flip
Setting: A................. bare stage.
(Lights up, Bip and Flip facing each about two feet apart, they stand, impassive for quite a while)
Bip: Go.
(motionless some more, Flip is clearly thinking what to say, finally)
Flip: What?
(more standing, long, long pause)
Bip: Now.
(repeat)
Flip: Wait.
(repeat)
Bip: Flip?
Flip: (nodding) Bip?
Bip: (nopping) Yes?
(beat)
Flip: What's this game called again?
Bip: Peace.
Flip: Right.
(long pause)
Bip: I'm winning.
Flip: Are you?
Bip: Oh, yeah.
Flip: Crap.
(long pause)
Bip: Way ahead.
Flip: Damn.
(long pause)
Bip: It's your turn.
Flip: Oh.
(long pause)
Bip: Good move.
Flip: Ummm... Bip?
Bip: Yeah?
Flip: When does the game end?
Bip: As soon as one of us wins.
Flip: Right.
(long pause)
Flip: Ummm... Bip?
Bip: Yeah?
Flip: How will we know when one of us has won?
Bip: Hard to say.
(long pause)
Flip: Bip?
Bip: Yeah?
Flip: I don't like this game.
Bip: You sure?
Flip: Yeah.
Bip: That's weird.
Flip: Why?
(beat)
(Bip quickly decks Flip with a crushing right hook to the jaw, Flip collapses to the ground)
Bip: Because you just won.
(Flip slowly struggles to his feet shaking his jaw, back into position)
Flip: I won?
Bip: Yep.
Flip: Awesome! Let's play again!
(beat)
Bip: You kidding? I'm exhausted.
(Bip walks off, Flip stands there rubbing his jaw as lights fade)
(end)
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