Read Online Ravenhill Plays: 1: Shopping and F***ing; Faust is Dead; Handbag; Some Explicit Polaroids (Contemporary Dramatists) by Mark Ravenhill - Free Book Online Page B
. . . all that. Robbie There’ll be time later. Lulu I can’t stand it. In my head. Robbie And what about me? We’ve got to do this together. Robbie moves to reconnect the phone . Lulu No. Please. Not yet. Robbie We have to carry on. Lulu After we’ve eaten this. Ten, five minutes. Robbie Come on. Lulu There was this phone call. I had this call. Twenty minutes, half hour ago. Youngish. Quite well spoken really. And I did the . . . you know . . . where are you sitting? In the living-room. Right. And you’re . . . ? Yes, yes, playing with his dick. Good. Fine. So far, auto-pilot. And then he says, I’m watching this video. Well, that’s good. And then he starts to . . . he describes . . . because he got this video from his mate who copied it from his mate who copied it from dahdahdah. And I mean, he’s wanking to this video of a woman, a student girl who’s in the Seven-Eleven, working behind the counter. And there’s a wino and . . . yeah. Robbie Fuck. Lulu Yeah. He was wanking to the video. So if we can just. A few more minutes. Robbie No. We’re gonna carry on. Lulu Eat something first. Robbie There’s no time. Lulu Eat. Eat. Eat first. Few minutes. Robbie I’m not eating. Lulu What’s wrong with the / . . . Look, if I’m eating . . . If I can . . . Robbie I don’t want the food, / it doesn’t taste of anything . . . Lulu And why? / What is so wrong that you can’t eat it? Robbie I’m not eating. / There isn’t time. Lulu Come on, you’ve got the world here. You’ve got all the tastes in the world. You’ve got an empire under cellophane. Look, China. India. Indonesia. In the past you’d have to invade, you’d have to occupy just to get one of these things and now, when they’re sitting here in front of you, you’re telling me you can’t taste anything. Lulu holds Robbie back to prevent him reconnecting the phone . Robbie Well, yes. Yes I am. / There’s no taste. This stuff tastes of nothing. Lulu Eat it. Eat it. Eat it. Robbie This stuff? Lulu Now. Eat it now. Robbie No. This? This is shit. / This? I wouldn’t feed a fuckng paraplegic with cancer this shit. Lulu Eat it. Eat it. Eat it. Eat it. Lulu pushes Robbie ’s face into the food . Enter Mark and Gary . Mark Hello. Robbie Where have you been? You went out to get chocolate. A week ago. Chocolate or a cheeseburger from the shop. So why have you brought him back? Mark Show him where I live. Robbie Been shopping? How did you pay for all that? Mark He paid. Gary Yeah. Paid for everything. Mark Who I lived with. Robbie And here we are. I’m Barney, this is Betty. Pebbles is playing outside somewhere. And you must be Wayne. Gary Wayne? I’m not Wayne. Who’s Wayne? Lulu We’re just eating. Sitting down for a meal. It’s actually very difficult to share them actually because they’re specifically designed as individual portions but I can get an extra plate. Plate. Knife. Whatever. Mark No no no. I don’t think we’re that hungry. Robbie We? We? Listen to that: we. Mark Well, I don’t think we are. Gary Didn’t come round to eat, did we? Mark No, no, we didn’t, no. Robbie You on special offer? Gary You what? Robbie Cheaper than a Twix? Gary He don’t need to pay me. Robbie Really? He will do. He’s got this thing. Has to make it a transaction. Gary Not with me. Lulu It all got a bit messy. Robbie Paid Wayne, didn’t you? Mark Gary, this is Lulu. Lulu Things got out of