Summary: Excerpt: Also, because of which, soon as he got back to his own hotel and rooms, he wanted, needed immediately to see his lines, particularly the final scene with his last monologue, an unexpected climax after the ostensible decisive climax; if there is any hope in this play of his extracting from the audience in the dark a cry of terror, he believes it is with the last lines of his last monologue. So, with all of which, he forgot about his child Maggies birthday, even though, after he reassured himself with the lines, he knew them and they him, it passed through his mind now and then later during the day. There is nothing he can do about it now no, unfortunately, frustratingly, unlike during rehearsal, he cannot reverse events to any point he wishes and go back over them filling in omissions and, in general, ironing out blunders nothing but ring and apologize, and give some excuse, could not get through, the phones were out, something happened, anything. Ellen of course will not be taken in and so will not let it pass so easily, will not let him off so easily Too busy? too busy with your play-world? No time for reality? life? for real human beings? no time for Maggie and her real needs? Richard, you must try to realize she isnt some obedient little actress playing a role only for your benefit, at your, the great mans, Richard the Greats, beck and call. He looks at Janice sleeping next to him in bed in the dark; though, as last night, full-bodied, warmth-exuding precisely as Ellen used to be before he and his demon all-consuming It thinned her, chilled her to him and also paled her, now oblivious of him and so now non-existent her great very admiration of last night. He could begin to strangle her in bed here in the dark of her hotel room |
