Scripter Zed

 
 
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Sunday, December 9, 2007

THE NOVEL FACTOR

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DANIEL
That's a good question.
 

 
KATE
Yes.
 

 
DANIEL
That's a really good question. Do you even know how good?
 

 
KATE
I know I'm hoping for a really good answer.
 

 
DANIEL
Is this being recorded?
 

 
KATE
               (flicks a switch)
Not anymore.
 

 
DANIEL
The answer is no.
 

 
KATE
Really.
 

 
DANIEL
I'm not kidding.
 

 
KATE
That's interesting. How do you--
 

 
DANIEL
Justify that position?
 

 
KATE
Yes.
 

 
DANIEL
I don't know ... it's like ... it's like this table.
 

 
KATE
I sense a metaphor coming.
 

 
DANIEL
I read somewhere once that a table has no memory.
 

 
KATE
Yes. It's an inanimate object.
 

 
DANIEL
Right, but as far as inanimate objects go, it's an incredibly useful one, isn't it. You can pile all sorts of stuff on top of it. Any shape. Any size. Sticky or smooth. Flat or wickedly sharp. And it supports them all. How?
 

 
KATE
Gravity?
 

 
DANIEL
That, and no memory.
 

 
KATE
I'm not liking this answer.
 

 
DANIEL
Forget it.
 

 
KATE
Forget it?
 

 
DANIEL
It was just a metaphor. It was silly.
 

 
KATE
No. Go ahead. I want to hear it.
 

 
DANIEL
I want you to think about it, not just hear it. Think about a table with memory. Everything that's happened to it. Everything that's been put on it. All the wet things. All the hot things. What would happen?
 

 
KATE
It would learn valuable lessons from hard experience.
 

 
DANIEL
It would learn lessons. I agree. But how valuable would they be? Next time you put something hot on it, the table might not be so willing.
 

 
KATE
The table has no choice. It's a doormat.
 

 
DANIEL
Okay, well, much as you might enjoy that image...
 

 
KATE
I do not enjoy it.
 

 
DANIEL
Well, the table has a memory. Now it can move. In for a penny in for a pound ... of ... sentient wood.
 

 
KATE
So what's the point?
 

 
DANIEL
The point is that the table would eventually become so frightened of everything that's been done to it, slapped on it, smeared on it, stuck, burned, and kicked into it, that it wouldn't be very tolerant of anything further. No matter what you're trying to put on top of it, there's an unpleasant counterexample in it's long history, and on that basis, it will refuse to support anything. It becomes completely useless as a table.
 

 
KATE
So ... I'm your personal little table, is that it?
 

 
DANIEL
No.
 

 
KATE
Sure it is. I'm your eveready little table. Keep the table blank. Keep the table clean. Don't put your dirty laundry on it. Careful with the table, you might just need it down the road? Is that how you see me?
 

 
DANIEL
No! I ...
 

 
KATE
Then what? I asked you a question, and you won't answer it, you just give me this shit about a table, keeping it around so you can screw it, and screw memory, screw history, screw the good times with the bad...
 

 
DANIEL
Stop.
 

 
KATE
What?
 

 
DANIEL
It's impossible to talk to you, y'know that?
 

 
KATE
You seem to be doing pretty well at it. You've got a regular cryptic little sermon going, where you don't have to answer anything, instead you can just--
 

 
DANIEL
I'M THE TABLE!
 

 
KATE
What?
 

 
DANIEL
I'm the table, okay? I'm the blank slate. I want to be ready. I want to be clean. I want to support anything. I don't want to shrink from experience. That's why I don't hold a grudge against you. It was a bad scene. But I don't blame you. For any of it. So there's your answer. But you will probably never get that it's not about you. It's about me. My peace. I want to remain square and flat and smooth and ready for graffiti or hot coffee.
 

 
KATE
Oh.
 

 
DANIEL
Yeah. Oh.
 

 
KATE
Why do you intentionally mislead me?
 

 
DANIEL
I don't intentionally mislead you.
 

 
KATE
You do. You do. You set up these cryptic responses and you know they can be interpreted in these other ways, and then you let me run with it while you sit there like a snake ready to strike with your so-called real interpretation.
 

 
DANIEL
It is the real interpretation.
 

 
KATE
So only your perceptions are real. All of mine are false.
 

 
DANIEL
I was the one who was talking!
 

 
KATE
What's that got to do with it?
 

 
DANIEL
The table means what I say it means!
 

 
KATE
Whatever.
 

 
DANIEL
Besides, you are the deceiver here.
 

 
KATE
Here we go.
 

 
DANIEL
You sat down with this tape recorder and led me to believe--
 

 
KATE
I never said one way or the other. You wanted to believe.
 

 
DANIEL
Now who's setting who up for false interpretations?
 

 
KATE
               (sighs)
You're right. You're right. I'm sorry.
 

 
DANIEL
You are?
 

 
KATE
Yes. I just wanted ... I don't know what I wanted. I just wanted ... to see you again.
 

 
DANIEL
Well here I am. Is it everything you hoped it would be?
 

 
KATE
Actually, this is exactly what I expected. But I hoped ...
 

 
DANIEL
What?
 

 
KATE
I have something to tell you. Something important.
 

 
DANIEL
Let me guess: you had a revelation.
 

 
KATE
Yes. I did.
 

 
DANIEL
Great, here it comes. "Oh, I had an epiphany, Daniel. I realised that you were the one, Daniel. I was fingerpainting and I suddenly felt this deep connection with everything in the universe through you, Daniel."
 

TWO turns on the tape recorder.
 
DANIEL
No? Or maybe this time it's, "Oh, my life is a mess, Daniel. I can't make any decisions. I need your perspective. I need your advice. I don't have anyone to talk to."
 

TWO remains silent.
 
DANIEL
Or ... I know! This time it'll be ... what was it? "My therapist told me to talk to someone who knows me very well to detail my five woodland spirits, and you know me better than anyone, Daniel. It has to be you." That must be it, this time. Of course. It's why you're recording this. Exploring your inner consciousness? Playing it back for your journal? Trying to figure things out by dredging up old Daniel in your rotten net all over again? You know what? I do know you better than anyone. Most of all, I know that you will do or say anything if it will get you what you want -- except for just asking for it. Well, not this time, Kate.
               (switches off recorder)
This time you're going to have to ask for it, before you get the opportunity to rip my life to shreds all over again. So? Do you have the guts? Are you going to just ask for what you want? Or are you going to hide behind that tape recorder?
 

 
KATE
               (switches it back on)
7:35pm. Subject invaded interviewer's personal space. Took control of her environment without permission.
 

TWO switches the recorder off again just as quickly.
 
DANIEL
Alright. What the fuck is going on here?
 

 
KATE
I'm not here to come back into your life, Daniel.
 

 
DANIEL
You're not.
 

 
KATE
No. I'm here to leave it forever.
 

 
DANIEL
Thank God almighty!
 

 
KATE
               (turns it on for a moment)
7:36pm. Subject makes insulting declaration.
 

 
DANIEL
What are you going to do with this material? This is no fucking writing project, so don't even tell me--
 

 
KATE
I'm preparing a legal case against you, Daniel.
 

 
DANIEL
Bullshit! On what grounds?
 

 
KATE
Failure to deliver on promises made.
 

 
DANIEL
What promises?
 

 
KATE
You said you would make me happy.
 

 
DANIEL
That's ridiculous! No one can promise that!
 

 
KATE
But you did, Daniel. You did.
 

 
DANIEL
I don't remember it.
 

 
KATE
You promised it alright. In words. In actions. With every smile. With every kiss. With every embrace. With your incredible, intense, attention. You promised to hold it there. To hold me there. But you took it away.
 

 
DANIEL
I never cheated on you. Not once.
 

 
KATE
You know that's not what I'm talking about.
 

Silence.
 
KATE
You took it away, and I was alone again. Even when you were in the room with me. That's not the way it was supposed to be.
 

 
DANIEL
Okay.
 

 
KATE
No it's not okay.
 

 
DANIEL
I mean, you win. I admit it.
               (turns on the recorder)
Hello, this is me, Daniel, taking control of Kate's environment to say that it's true. It's all true. There was a promise in the way I behaved. In the way we kissed. In the way we...
 

She looks away.
 
DANIEL
But it's the promise that is made by any man who touches any woman. And by any woman who chooses when and by whom to be touched.
 

 
DANIEL
               (turns off the tape)
And it isn't illegal, is it? So you have no case.
 

 
KATE
I have a case.
 

 
DANIEL
No you don't.
 

 
KATE
Yes I do. I have a confession.
 

 
DANIEL
No court of law would--
 

 
KATE
I'm not presenting it in a court of law.
 

 
DANIEL
Then where are you presenting it?
 

 
KATE
Right here. To you.
 

 
DANIEL
Goddamnit I knew it. You're just trying to spin my head around again. Well, I gotta hand it to you this time.
 

 
KATE
No.
 

 
DANIEL
Then you're just trying to lock in your concept of my guilt for all eternity as some kind of karmic revenge.
 

 
KATE
No, Daniel. It's because I have something to tell you. Something important. And I don't want to do it until the scales are balanced.
 

 
DANIEL
Okay. Is it time yet?
 

 
KATE
No.
 


 
DANIEL
God, how did I come here, Kate?
 

 
KATE
I was wondering that myself.
 

 
DANIEL
Actually, I know the answer.
 

 
KATE
Then tell me. Why did you come? I thought you wouldn't show.
 

 
DANIEL
What? No, that's not what I meant.
 

 
KATE
I know.
 

 
DANIEL
I meant how did we get here. To this ... infernal place. But I already knew the answer.
 

 
KATE
               (turns on tape)
Then tell me, Danny. What's the answer?
 

 
DANIEL
We loved.
 

 
KATE
That's it? That's all you have to say?
 

 
DANIEL
We loved. The same way everyone else does.
 

 
KATE
Everyone else does NOT end up here.
 

 
DANIEL
Of course they do. Of course they do. Don't. Now, don't lie to me, to make your little case here. You're on tape, too. That's like being under oath.
 

 
KATE
No it isn't.
 

 
DANIEL
But you know it all ends here. Don't you? In some way, shape, or form, you have to admit it.
 

 
KATE
In some way, shape, or form.
 

 
DANIEL
Yeah.
 

 
KATE
Just not in our way. Not in your shape. Not in this form. We are still responsible for what we are. For what we do or don't do.
 

 
DANIEL
Okay. Yeah. We're responsible. Then why are we so damn irresponsible. And I mean all of us. I'm serious. Why?
 

 
KATE
I don't know.
 

 
DANIEL
Neither do I. Neither do I.
 

 
KATE
I'm trying to find out.
 

 
DANIEL
Well, let me know when you have the answer, if you ever get it. If you figure out why you found yourself here, trying to hang some kind of cosmic sense on our existence by re-recording an argument we've had a thousand times as if you can't already play it over and over by heart. Why I'm trying desperately to defend myself ... against what?
 

 
KATE
Against me.
 

 
DANIEL
I don't want to defend myself against you.
 

 
KATE
You don't have to.
 

 
DANIEL
Aren't we better than this?
 

 
KATE
We were.
 

 
DANIEL
We sure were. We were a lot fucking better. Weren't we?
 

 
KATE
Yes.
 

 
DANIEL
What changed? I mean, what was it exactly? Is it on this tape?
 

 
KATE
No.
 

 
DANIEL
Well, let me know when you find it. I really hope that you succeed.
 

 
KATE
Thank you. I hope so too.
 

 
DANIEL
So...
 

 
KATE
I'm leaving.
 

 
DANIEL
Just when we were starting to get along.
 

 
KATE
Not now.
 

 
DANIEL
You mean...
 

 
KATE
Leaving.
 

 
DANIEL
Where?
 

 
KATE
Here.
 

 
DANIEL
Yeah, but where to.
 

 
KATE
Leaving doesn't need a "to".
 

 
DANIEL
I guess not.
 

 
KATE
I'm just going. And I'm never coming back.
 

 
DANIEL
You don't know that.
 

 
KATE
I know it as well as I know anything.
 

 
DANIEL
Why?
 

 
KATE
What I'm looking for isn't here.
 

 
DANIEL
Kate, I doubt what you're looking for is anywhere.
 

 
KATE
Then I'll find that out by looking. Remember Einstein's definition of insanity?
 

 
DANIEL
Oh ... yeah, what is it again ...
 

 
KATE
Repeating the same action again and again expecting a different result.
 

 
DANIEL
Right. Of course.
 

 
KATE
You told me that.
 

 
DANIEL
I forgot.
 

 
KATE
Well I didn't. I've been looking in the same place again and again. It's insane. It is insane. And I'm going to start looking somewhere else.
 

 
DANIEL
Well. I don't know what to say.
 

 
KATE
Say goodbye. Say good luck. And say good riddance.
 

 
DANIEL
I wouldn't say that.
 

 
KATE
You wouldn't?
 

 
DANIEL
No.
 

 
KATE
What would you say then?
 

 
DANIEL
You mean, in this situation?
 

 
KATE
Yes, in this situation. Why are you in this situation, anyway, Daniel? I asked you before and you ignored me. I'll ask you again. Why did you come when I called? Why are you here?
 

 
DANIEL
Oh, I get it! I finally get it. Jesus, I am so fucking gullible.
 

 
KATE
What do you get, Daniel?
 

 
DANIEL
You had me tripped up for a while there, but now I finally understand. This is you checking your exits. Again.
 

 
KATE
Checking my exits.
 

 
DANIEL
So what's his name?
 

 
KATE
There is no name.
 

 
DANIEL
You don't need to be all cagey any longer. I've figured you out! The jig is up, baby. It's been a few years. Do you expect me to believe that there hasn't been anyone else?
 

 
KATE
No.
 

 
DANIEL
There's someone else, of course. There always is. But this time, it's different. This time, there's an offer on the table. You think there's a future. You're looking down a long tunnel following this novel factor wherever it's taking you. Don't give me that look, I can read you, remember? I know it's true.
 

 
KATE
It's true that there is a new factor.
 

 
DANIEL
I knew it! And you can't move forward without checking your alternate exits. Making sure your options are open. This whole tape thing is just a way of keeping this exit from collapsing, in case you need to take it one day.
 

 
KATE
Go on.
 

 
DANIEL
I can just see you now. In a few more years. Rolling on your side to avoid watching your snoring "life partner" fatten in his sleep. Thinking about the long-ago days when his desire coursed through you like blood through a racehorse. Pulling out this tape and putting on your earphones just to hear it one more time, the sound of an old passion that died without aging. You look at the phone. You wonder if I'm still at the same number. But you know you'll never call. Instead you Imagine what might follow if we happened to run into each other. Leaving it to fate, knowing that you will accept whatever it brings you without question, even if it means infidelity, you let the fickle winds of probability absolve you of responsibility. You keep yourself alive by standing naked in the wind of received opportunity. You don't say no. I know how you do it, Kate. I know how this merry go-round works. I've been on it. So goodbye, and good luck. And I'll see you on the flipside.
 

 
KATE
Is that how your merry-go-round works?
 

 
DANIEL
What do you mean?
 

 
KATE
I'm not stupid, you know.
 

 
DANIEL
I know.
 

 
KATE
Daniel. Why are you here?
 

 
DANIEL
I ... I was just curious. I was like, what will she think of next? And I gotta tell ya, you really topped yourself, with the whole tape thing. You're like -- a magician, or something. One hand slapping your face. The other's grabbing your dick. You can be a real ride, y'know that?
 

 
KATE
I know that.
 

 
DANIEL
I can't wait to see how you'll work this tape into the next one.
 

 
KATE
Daniel, the tape is for you.
 

 
DANIEL
For me?
 

 
KATE
Don't you want it?
 

 
DANIEL
Hey. This was your idea.
 

 
KATE
And so is this.
 

She pulls the tape out of the machine and starts to pull it out of its reels.
 
DANIEL
Wait! What are you doing?
 

She looks at him and back at the tape again, and begins to pull it off its reels even more.
 
DANIEL
Stop ... I mean ... I mean, yeah. I do want it. I do. Okay?
 

 
KATE
               (hands it to him)
Gotta go.
 

 
DANIEL
So what is his name?
 

 
KATE
There is no name.
 

 
DANIEL
Then what's the novel factor?
 

She smiles and walks away as he slowly winds the tape back into its case.
FADE TO BLACK.
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