THE INTERVENTION
Scene 1
(KATY, LU, BRET; and WILL')
KATY. She needs help. Thats not the
issue. But to lure her
here, and confront
her, and suddenly put
it all out there: is this really the best
way to deal with it?
LU. But what about that thing, That thing you read about or hear places, that thing where someone says, "That was the turning point for me; if that wouldn't have happened, very painful though it was, I would never have turned it all around." They say: I was very angry, at the time, very angry, but now I am very grateful.
KATY. Yes but that's
what you say in retrospect. After it all works out. But what if it doesn't work
out. That's the thing. Then
you say: that was the turning point. That was the precise
moment when my life turned into a horror movie.
LU. How can the Truth
turn your life into a horror movie?
KATY. I thought it
was precisely the Truth that turned your life into a horror movie.
BRET. It's like a
war, okay? And you're in the trenches with the smoke rushing at you from the
burning tank stalled 60
feet ahead of you on the battlefield, or they're knocking on your
door late at night and you're lunging for the back window-or if you're
just waking up in a
cold sweat, fallen halfway out of bed, and you're pretty certain you dreamed the
knock- but you're
not sure: this is how you become someone. That's what I'm saying. This is
how you form a character, or, an identity. You can't become anyone
without a catalytic
event. A national or personal catastrophe.
Massive crisis.
Lauren should count her lucky
stars.
(Pause.)
LU. To begin with:
they don't even do war like that anymore. Now it's all with computers.
KATY. Where is
everyone?
Wll.L. What do we
say? When she comes in?
BRET. We all shout:
Surprise!
(Blackout.)
DOUG. Okay, we're not late.
NINA. We are late.
Where's Lauren?
KATY. She's late.
NINA. I was like:
"Crap. We cannot be late." Do you think Lauren knows?
KATY. I think she's
just late.
NINA. I can tell you,
right off the bat, that this is way too casual a... (Searches for the word.)
tableau. If she comes in and sees this, and then everyone
scrambles around and
straightens up and looks concerned. she's not going to take this
seriously.
DOUG. (Lightly
sarcastic.) What do you want us to do-all line up facing the door?
LU. I think that
would make her laugh.
WlLL. That would
scare me!
BRET. I think the
crucial thing is that no one blows this be- cause these moments are so
delicate. They hang by threads. We've all got to be preternaturally
alert, really thinking,
really focused, and just completely compassionate, just-everyone open
your heart. All
the way.
(Pause.)
NINA. Okay. Everyone
do that. And while you're doing that- (She gestures.) Katy-I swear
this'll work-on
the sofa, with your hands folded on your lap, and Lu, if you are literally
standing be- hind her
(Indicating KA7Y) and Doug, over there (She indicates the chair to the
side.) so we can
get some surround on this. Bret on the sofa. Will, on the sofa.
WllLL. Hands in my
lap?
NINA. No, on a guy
that looks silly. Try crossing your arms. (He scrunches them against his
body.) Try crossing them in a relaxed manner. No. Try to look firm. But
casual. But firm.
Okay, we'll get back to you.
BRET. Nina, she's
coming in that door at any moment. It's not going to matter what we look like
if our mental attitude is
completely unfocused.
KATY. I don't know
that confrontation is the best way. Maybe we should try to change her from
within.
DOUG. Should I look
authoritative or should I move back into the shadows and look menacing?
LU. I feel like we
should be saying "cheese."
NINA. Okay everyone
just shut up. Let me look at you.
(She
steps back. Looks at
them. Starts to back
towards the dool:)
Okay, now I'm Lauren,
coming into the room.
(She exits. Knocks.
Pause. Knocks again. WILL nudges KATY:)
KATY. Ohl Come in.
(NINA enters. Looks
at everyone for a moment.)
NINA. I don't feel at
all moved, or, motivated by you guys. Bret's right. We have to focus. The
mental attitude here sucks. (Blackout.)
Scene 3
(BRET
is sitting in the center of the couch staring intently at a cheapie
tourist-quality voodoo doll. Everyone else is gathered around him on the couch.)
WILL. This isn't the
kind that comes with instructions. Some of them have the places all marked out
where you're trying to put the pins in. Where do we put the pins in?
KATY. Do we need
special pins?
NINA. Does anyone
have pins?
(Pause.)
DOUG. We could just
pinch it.
NINA. But where.
Heart? Brain?
DOUG. Urn, is it
supposed to work
...
are we supposed to
be working on
it like a machine, or,
symbolically?
WILL. You can't just
stick pins into it. You have to have a ceremony. I saw a ceremony at the
voodoo
museum in New Orleans but halfway into it the two guides got into a tussle for
hegemony of the exhibit and the fake chicken was crushed and we all snuck
out the
back way. So I didn't see all of it. Not that they show you the real
ceremony anyway.
They keep parts back. The important parts.
LU. Okay, no. This
isn't about any ceremony or system. This is about the power of raw belief.
DOUG. Well I respect
that but in fact, practically, there's no way I'm believing without some kind of
rigamarole. There is no express elevator out of Western Consciousness for me; if
you're going to take me away you've got to take me by the stairs.
KATY. Oh alright.
(KATY stands up.) I've got some pins some- where ...
(KATY stal1s to
head offstage.)
BRET. (Looking
up.) Someone turn down the lights. (Instant blackout.)
Scene 4
(In a blackout.)
WILL. If we were
Bodysnatchers, all we'd have to do would be to wait for her to fall asleep-
which is inevitable-and then we'd just position a Pod by her
sleeping body. And then we
could sit back and relax.
(Pause.)
NINA. What?
WILL. Don't you ever
do that? When I'm watching horror movies, and I'm getting really stressed
out, I just think: well why am I
identifying with the humans? Why don't I just identify with
the powerful alien
entities? And I do. And then the movie is really enjoyable. Unless the
humans win in the end. But then I just think to myself: Earthling
propaganda.
(Pause.)
NINA. WHAT?
BRET. Will, shut up.
I'm trying to concentrate.
WlLL. Right. Okay.
BRET. Say hello to
Lauren everyone.
LU. (Solemnly.)
Hello Lauren.
NINA. (Crisply.)
Hello Lauren.
WlLL. Hello Lauren.
(KATY reaches out to
touch the doll's hand with her fingertip.)
KATY. Hello Lauren.
(Pause. The doll
"waits.")
DOUG. (Terse.)
Hi. (Pause. Afew glances are exchanged.) Well? Is she going to do
anything? Or are we
supposed to do something?
BRET. She's
suspicious.
NINA. Katy, do you
want to start this off?
KATY. Um ...
BRET. We're going to
have to restrain her.
KATY. Physically?
BRET. She's figured
out what's up and she's turning to go.
KATY. Okay, well-
(BRET
presses the doll flat
into the table.)
BRET. Okay, you can
talk now.
DOUG. Is this
necessary?
BRET. If you walked
into this room would you stay?
(Pause. They stare
at the doll.)
KATY. (Intent.)
Lauren. I know this is all a shock. I know that this seems like we're
ganging up on you
and it seems like a betrayal but believe me, this wasn't easy.
LU
No
KATY. (Sticking
the doll with a pin thoughtfully.) It would have been far easier to let you
go on
with your life and to let you go. We wouldn't do this if we didn't love you, and
this isn't
about what's wrong with you. This is about all of the ways in
which you aren't you anymore.
LU. This is about
reaching into you and pulling you out of yourself. Before you really
become a
different person. Bret, can I? (She carefully transfers the doll from
BRET's grasp and
holds it to her chest, clutching it tightly as though it might spring
away. LU, sticking the
doll with a pin as KATYdid.) Sweetie, I know it's been rough. I know it's
been rough. But
you're wrong to believe that because you've lived your life more
intensely, you've lived it
more deeply. You're wrong to think that we can't understand you anymore, and
that we
have no idea what you're going through and that we have no insight
on your life. You're
wrong to think that we can't help you. Because we can. And you have to let us.
You have to.
DOUG.
(Impulsively.) Lu, give me Lauren.
(LU passes the
doll to BRETwho passes it to DOUG.)
BRET. Hold on tight,
'cause she's pissed.
DOUG. (Reluctantly
sticking a pin in-either right at the start, or at the end.) It's like...
what Katy said. As
though there's a thing in you that's gone wrong, a bad object, lodged
inside you.
And I wish that I could just shake it out of you, that I could cut you
open and pull it out
and sew you up again, and you'd be fine. And now I know why they used
to--to get
demons out of people-why they used to do those horrible things to them;
I'd like to
punish you- not for anything you've done to me because we're not that
close- but I watch the way you treat yourself and I think: she shouldn't be
allowed to get away with that. And
I've never said this to another human being but I think you should bow down and
pray. And I'm an agnostic. (He pauses. WILL reaches out.) Wait just a
sec'. I'm not sure I'm
done yet.
WILL. I just
remembered something and I know exactly what I want to say. And if I don't say
it right
now I'll forget it.
DOUG. Okay.
(They
transfer the doll.
When it is in his grasp, WILL turns away
and huddles over it,
whispering inaudibly into its ea1: He sticks it with lots and lots of pins, very
insistently and methodically.
)
NINA. Will, what are
you doing?
WILL. This is
private.
DOUG. I thought what
I said was pretty private. But I said it in public.
LU. Will, this is
supposed to be-
NINA. There's a
group dynamic we're trying to maintain here.
WILL. Almost done.
LU. (With a
facial expression.) Well. Whatcha gonna do.
(WILL turns
around and flings the doll violently onto the center of
the table.)
DOUG. Jesus,
Will.
(KATY and BRET
dive for the doll at the same time. BRET grabs it first and holds it upright on
the table, as at the beginning of the
scene.)
KATY. Is she okay?
NINA. Will that's
completely uncool.
BRET. (Neutral.)
She's mad.
WILL. Good.
BRET. No, I mean
she's really mad.
WILL. Good. She's
mad, I'm mad.
BRET starts to move
the doll towards WILL, doll-step by doll-
step.)
BRET. She's coming
towards you, Will.
WILL. Forget it,
Bret.
BRET.She's coming
closer. And closer. And closer.
(There is a knock
on the outside door: NINA and KATY shriek, DOUG yelps. Everyone turns to face
the door, frozen.)
WILL. Oh my God!
Don't let her in!
(Blackout.)
END OF PLAY