(I Like The Actors Who Appear, Etc.) By Daniel Jackson, adapted from Richard Foreman. Click here to return. |
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Here's the story: I lead you into the next room, and pull back the curtains on the window. You look through the window and see I want to demonstrate my ability to tell time automatically. Mentally. I'll write the time on this piece of paper. Eight -- thirty four Now I seal this paper in this envelope. I'll attach this envelope to the wall. Now -- YOU will go and take this piece of paper out of the envelope. It says eight thirty four. That doesn't agree with the clock. Maybe the clock is wrong. Can I sit? Of course. But I don't think it stops with sitting. Or, being seated. You're correct. I shall sit down to my dinner, and you, of all people . . . Is it warm out? No -- Are overcoats being --? No. NO! It's quite cool. It's the anticipation of a coming holiday. People's faces, flushed with excitement. Where are they? What's the name of the city? It has a certain evocative presence. Invading even this room… Now it's disappeared completely. It's subjective. Yes. This is for you. What did you buy? I wouldn’t eat it. Shoes! Did you have a need for new shoes? Yes… I did. I was beginning to be depleted in my stock of shoes I bought shoes. Why? I made it special. Ah. They’re a kind of poison? Well -- not poison… What? A kind of emotional poison! I'd better see what effect it has on me. I wouldn't eat it. Try an alternative. Eat it and find out. You will not believe me when I tell you the truth about myself: the truth about myself is that I have obtained supreme knowledge, and this knowledge radiates from me, to fill each of you in my presence. This is not wrong or undesirable. I knew I'd be caught and you'd be caught flipped over a table that stood in my way. I pivot, and a new plot of ground, a new territory, even though urban in the extreme, was mine for all kinds of floral expansion. Did I already empty this bottle to this significant degree? Oh my god -- What? I must be under a rather terrific influence Are you drunk? Is this for me? Of course! Well, I'll save it Be careful. In time, its contents change. For the better? Of course. I must be partly responsible. Not yet. When does it change? Let's give it some time I have nothing but time I'm in a similar category of course. |
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