with a ‘C’, ‘Cousin’, for instance. He said: "Ousin".

  SHEILA

  Look, I don’t think we’re talking about the same Oswald! The Oswald I knew had black hair; was five foot three and sustained a potbelly...

  ETHEL

  (Completing)

  Wore a mustache, rooted for the Phanters, and was thirty-five...

  LUI

  (Completing)

  From New Jersey, and drove a cream VW Bug...

  SHEILA

  It is the same Oswald!

  ETHEL

  It’s the same person, always happy, and with a silly smile on his face.

  LUI

  Always telling dirty jokes…

  SHEILA

  And always pulling that practical joke of his, that one he tried to run over people on the sidewalks with his car…

  ETHEL

  Always puffing at that stinky cigar...

  SHEILA

  He was a very nasty person... Great Oswald!

  LUI

  Oswald...

  (Takes a look at his watch)

  Gee! I gotta go!

  ETHEL

  Why so hasty?

  LUI

  (Picking his belongings up)

  It’s almost two and I told Oswald I’d have lunch with him at three today. Bye!

  (LUI leaves in a hurry. ETHEL and SHEILA look at each other in awe.)

  ETHEL

  Lunch with Oswald?

  SHEILA

  (She wonders a little and gets offended)

  Holy crap, and he didn’t invite us!

  (They are still in awe as if something isn’t quite right but they can’t figure out what it is exactly. It starts raining and they both leave.)

  (SCENE ENDS)

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  ABOUT DIETS AND matHEMATICS

  As opposed to the anorexic top models that boast about not dieting in order to maintain their scrawny figures, for ordinary women like me, going hungry is routine.

  We specialize in diet plans, and as soon as a new one is made public, we rush to try it. I’ve endured them all. Through the moon diet plan, I only ate during moon cycles. While on the banana diet, only ate bananas. On the odd day diet, ate only on odd days. Then on the alphabet diet, only ate meals, which started with the first alphabet letter of that day. Suffice it to say that on days starting with w, x, y and z starving became the single option. I was also on the soup diet plan, the protein diet plan, the carbohydrate diet plan, and so on and so forth.

  All diet plans have something in common: first, you starve; once it’s over you dive into binge eating and finally end up heavier than when you started.

  Ordinary women like me get so much paranoid with our calorie intake that we become math experts. We memorize the calories in each and every food and spend the rest of the day calculating them all in our heads. But it takes one bite at a chocolate bar to quash our summing. I hate math.

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  AGNES AND DOMINIQUE AGAINST THE WHITE DRAGON CULT

  The setting is a hospital room. Only a stretcher on which lies a dying patient – a male sex doll – attached to a serum bag and other equipment. The lights slowly go up illumining the stretcher until Agnes, a nun, enters the stage. She walks closer to the stretcher apparently showing extreme joy.

  AGNES

  Good morning, Mr. Kravitz! How was your night?

  (AGNES keeps talking to Mr. Kravitz while she adjusts his pillows.)

  AGNES

  You look quite healthy! You’ve been out in the sun, haven’t you? That purplish skin color suits you very well. Those fixed bulging eyes... No one could ever tell the doctors disillusioned you! But there you are as sound as a bell. At ease… In peace... If it were up to me, I'd turn this machine of…

  (AGNES makes a gesture to turn off life-support. Old Mr. KRAVITZ desperately agonizes fearing for his life, and AGNES backs down.)

  AGNES

  But if the doctors say, it must be on, who am I to disagree, right Mr. Kravitz? Mow let’s take a little shot. It won’t sting a bit. See? Easy as pie. You are a great patient! Never whines, always minding your own business…

  DOMINIQUE

  (Comes in)

  Agnes my God! There you are, talking to Mr. Kravitz again? Don’t you understand he can’t hear a word you say? The man is practically a vegetable!

  AGNES

  Don’t sweat it; I also talk to my plants!

  DOMINIQUE

  Good, so I won’t be scared if I catch you talking to a lettuce salad.

  (DOMINIQUE gives Mr. KRAVITZ a shot.)

  AGNES

  What are you doing?

  DOMINIQUE

  Can’t you see? I’m giving him a shot.

  AGNES

  Which shot?

  DOMINIQUE

  I don’t know which. I just know he takes one every morning!

  AGNES

  But I’ve already given him that one today before you came in.

  DOMINIQUE

  And why didn’t you tell me?

  AGNES

  You didn’t ask!

  DOMINIQUE

  I doubt one little more or one less shot will do him any harm! In fact, nothing will. Look at the shape he’s in.

  AGNES

  He seems quite well...

  DOMINIQUE

  For a corpse!

  AGNES

  That is no excuse for not giving him a decent treatment. He’s still a human being, so to speak.

  DOMINIQUE

  It was just one more needle! He’s gonna die anyway.

  AGNES

  Don’t say that in his presence. God won’t be pleased with it!

  DOMINIQUE

  He can’t hear a word we say. Moreover, it’s the truth. And that’s not a sin! The doctors say he won’t last until next week.

  AGNES

  How cruel, Dominique! There’s always hope when we believe in God! You’re a nun, and must have faith!

  DOMINIQUE

  Faith? But take a good look at him! He can’t even move his eyes. And still, I never wanted to be a nun!

  AGNES

  Ask God’s forgiveness, Dominique! It’s blasphemy!

  DOMINIQUE

  I just came to the convent because my stepfather molested me! I was home alone one day when Ulysses, my stepfather was named Ulysses, took me into those strong arms of his, tied me to the bed, and spent hours taking advantage of me.

  AGNES

  Gee! That must bring you horrible memories!

  DOMINIQUE

  (Puzzled)

  What d’you mean?

  AGNES

  Was your mother frightened that your stepfather would molest you again, and sent you to the convent to protect you?

  DOMINIQUE

  Nonsense! She got envious! She thought Ulysses would leave her to be with me. So, she decided to send me to a convent, and my chances of having a sexual life were over.

  AGNES

  Dominique!

  (Hearing DOMINIQUE’s heresy, AGNES makes the sign of the cross.)

  AGNES

  God will punish you!

  DOMINIQUE

  Do you want a greater punishment than this? Spending my life at a hospital, living among nuns, sick people, invalids, no one in excellent physical shape?

  (DOMINIQUE looks at Mr. KRAVITZ.)

  DOMINIQUE

  Look at him! It seems he wants to say something.

  AGNES

  He must be asking God to forgive you!

  DOMINIQUE

  Baloney, he is enjoying it all! He is definitely picturing the beautiful body I hide under this frock! Look! He won't take his eyes off my boobs!