Three Days: Rehearsal Report
A: I don’t think we’re understanding each other.
B: I think I am understanding you, and I think this is bullshit.
A: No. Listen. I’m trying to be honest. I’m trying to – you don’t get it.
B: I get it. It’s bullshit. You’re evading your responsibility.
A: Responsibility? What? No, no. Look, I’m not – I’m not evading. I’m trying to be honest about – I’m trying to get along with you.
B: Well it doesn’t feel that way. I’m feeling resistance from you.
A: It’s not resistance. We’ve only got a week, here. I’ve got to – I’m trying to hold on to what I remember. What makes me comfortable.
B: When you try to be comfortable, you evade your responsibility.
A: That is – that’s – that’s just ridiculous.
B: ….
A: You’re saying that I’m – responsible for chaos. That can’t be right.
B: ….
A: We’ve been doing this for a year – that’s not even right. We’ve been doing this for seven years, and it was always – I don’t know – a laugh.
B: A laugh?
A: It’s been – you’ve enjoyed it. I’ve seen you enjoy it. I’ve seen you laugh. But for the past year – two years – we’ve been misunderstanding each other. I’m trying to find out why –
B: I know why.
A: No, no. I mean I’m trying to articulate why I think –
B: I know what you think.
A: But that’s just it!! You don’t know what I think. I can – I can see it going wrong right as it goes wrong. I can see you misunderstanding – I can see when you get angry –
B: You get angry. You’re angry now. You’re yelling.
A: NO!! I mean – no. No. I mean, I yelled there, but I’m not angry. I’m just frustrated.
B: You don’t respect me. You tell me in a million different little ways. You think I’m stupid. It’s alright. You can admit it.
A: What?
B: You think I’m stupid. Thick.
A: What? No.
B: It’s alright. It’s fine. Probably, I am. The point is, we have to get this thing up on its feet, and we now have – three days.
A: I don’t think you’re stupid.
B: Please don’t make me say that I don’t care what you think. Because I will. Now if you could just do me the common courtesy –
A: Fuck common courtesy. Fuck that, and fuck you. You’re – you’re taking some kind of weird moral high ground here. I didn’t want to even have this conversation –
B: Clearly.
A: -- and I know you didn’t want to have it, and you’re making my life miserable, and you painted me into a corner so that I didn’t have any choice, so that I either had to say something to you or just be miserable forever –
B: You will be miserable forever, regardless of what I say.
A: -- and I was just…trying to be…brave…what did you just say?
B: You heard me.
A: I beg you. Repeat what you just said.
B: I said you will be miserable forever. That is the choice that you’ve made. What I say will have no impact on that choice.
A: I’m not miserable. I haven’t chosen to be miserable.
B: Great.
A: I haven’t.
B: Great!
A: I haven’t, you – you –
B: What? Dumb-ass? Shit? Miserable fucker? Because, lord knows, you could certainly make a counter-accusation there.
A: What? No! I’m not making any kind of accusation. I just want to get along with you.
B: You’re wrong again. You’re playing it safe. Again.
A: I want this as much as you do. As much as anyone does. I want this to be good.
B: ….
A: You make me feel – you imply that I don’t want this to be good. And that’s not fair.
B: I have a child already.
A: What?
B: That was a childish statement. “It’s not fair?”
A: It’s not fair that I get so upset, that I look like an idiot, that I come off like a moody asshole, and you get to take everyone’s sympathy. No, no. You seek sympathy by playing me off as a moody asshole.
B: At least somebody’s playing something.
A: Oh, that is just – that’s – that is exactly what I’m talking about.
B: We are actually doing a play, aren’t we?
A: Yes, but – yes, and --
B: Aren’t we?
A: -- well, yes. What’s your point?
B: My point is that we have work to do. I’m willing to do it.
A: And I’m not?
B: You have been. You don’t seem to be just now.
A: Well, I am. Willing. To do it. But –
B: ….
A: But, I just want you to be nice to me.
B: Come on. “Nice to you?” “It’s not fair!” Listen to yourself.
A: This is – I’m – you’re twisting my words.
B: Bullshit! Those are your exact words. I’m listening. Listen to yourself.
A: You’re trying to over-simplify things.
B: Perhaps that’s best. We only have three days.
A: No, no, no. Now you’re martyring yourself again.
B: ….
A: GOD!! Oh, god, you’re impossible.
B: “It’s not fair.” “Be nice to me.” “You’re impossible.”
A: ….
B: We have three days.
A: -- three days.
B: ….
A: I’m sorry.
B: I think I am understanding you, and I think this is bullshit.
A: No. Listen. I’m trying to be honest. I’m trying to – you don’t get it.
B: I get it. It’s bullshit. You’re evading your responsibility.
A: Responsibility? What? No, no. Look, I’m not – I’m not evading. I’m trying to be honest about – I’m trying to get along with you.
B: Well it doesn’t feel that way. I’m feeling resistance from you.
A: It’s not resistance. We’ve only got a week, here. I’ve got to – I’m trying to hold on to what I remember. What makes me comfortable.
B: When you try to be comfortable, you evade your responsibility.
A: That is – that’s – that’s just ridiculous.
B: ….
A: You’re saying that I’m – responsible for chaos. That can’t be right.
B: ….
A: We’ve been doing this for a year – that’s not even right. We’ve been doing this for seven years, and it was always – I don’t know – a laugh.
B: A laugh?
A: It’s been – you’ve enjoyed it. I’ve seen you enjoy it. I’ve seen you laugh. But for the past year – two years – we’ve been misunderstanding each other. I’m trying to find out why –
B: I know why.
A: No, no. I mean I’m trying to articulate why I think –
B: I know what you think.
A: But that’s just it!! You don’t know what I think. I can – I can see it going wrong right as it goes wrong. I can see you misunderstanding – I can see when you get angry –
B: You get angry. You’re angry now. You’re yelling.
A: NO!! I mean – no. No. I mean, I yelled there, but I’m not angry. I’m just frustrated.
B: You don’t respect me. You tell me in a million different little ways. You think I’m stupid. It’s alright. You can admit it.
A: What?
B: You think I’m stupid. Thick.
A: What? No.
B: It’s alright. It’s fine. Probably, I am. The point is, we have to get this thing up on its feet, and we now have – three days.
A: I don’t think you’re stupid.
B: Please don’t make me say that I don’t care what you think. Because I will. Now if you could just do me the common courtesy –
A: Fuck common courtesy. Fuck that, and fuck you. You’re – you’re taking some kind of weird moral high ground here. I didn’t want to even have this conversation –
B: Clearly.
A: -- and I know you didn’t want to have it, and you’re making my life miserable, and you painted me into a corner so that I didn’t have any choice, so that I either had to say something to you or just be miserable forever –
B: You will be miserable forever, regardless of what I say.
A: -- and I was just…trying to be…brave…what did you just say?
B: You heard me.
A: I beg you. Repeat what you just said.
B: I said you will be miserable forever. That is the choice that you’ve made. What I say will have no impact on that choice.
A: I’m not miserable. I haven’t chosen to be miserable.
B: Great.
A: I haven’t.
B: Great!
A: I haven’t, you – you –
B: What? Dumb-ass? Shit? Miserable fucker? Because, lord knows, you could certainly make a counter-accusation there.
A: What? No! I’m not making any kind of accusation. I just want to get along with you.
B: You’re wrong again. You’re playing it safe. Again.
A: I want this as much as you do. As much as anyone does. I want this to be good.
B: ….
A: You make me feel – you imply that I don’t want this to be good. And that’s not fair.
B: I have a child already.
A: What?
B: That was a childish statement. “It’s not fair?”
A: It’s not fair that I get so upset, that I look like an idiot, that I come off like a moody asshole, and you get to take everyone’s sympathy. No, no. You seek sympathy by playing me off as a moody asshole.
B: At least somebody’s playing something.
A: Oh, that is just – that’s – that is exactly what I’m talking about.
B: We are actually doing a play, aren’t we?
A: Yes, but – yes, and --
B: Aren’t we?
A: -- well, yes. What’s your point?
B: My point is that we have work to do. I’m willing to do it.
A: And I’m not?
B: You have been. You don’t seem to be just now.
A: Well, I am. Willing. To do it. But –
B: ….
A: But, I just want you to be nice to me.
B: Come on. “Nice to you?” “It’s not fair!” Listen to yourself.
A: This is – I’m – you’re twisting my words.
B: Bullshit! Those are your exact words. I’m listening. Listen to yourself.
A: You’re trying to over-simplify things.
B: Perhaps that’s best. We only have three days.
A: No, no, no. Now you’re martyring yourself again.
B: ….
A: GOD!! Oh, god, you’re impossible.
B: “It’s not fair.” “Be nice to me.” “You’re impossible.”
A: ….
B: We have three days.
A: -- three days.
B: ….
A: I’m sorry.
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