Kelin Loe
The First Western
Act III, Scene I
Audience:
(Place your hand over your heart.)
Act I, Scene I
(Lights up on “seldom.”) (Pit banjo orchestra begins
song of romantic triumph.) (Lights up on the deer
and the antelope. Give it a second. Let them lift their
head and ears toward you.) (Pink lights up on
the saloon porch, as it is usually sunset. Lights up on her
bustle. They are necking.)
George: (smacking sounds)
Dorothy: (smacking sounds)
(Lights up on the birthing rope. When she has the
baby. Give it a)
Act I, Scene III
(Lights up on a boy and girl in a river. The girl is in
to her ankles, holding her skirts to her knee. The boy
is really wet. He’s digging. A bald eagle lands in a
tree acres above them.)
Dorothy: What if it washes away?
George: (with a locket in his teeth) This is
where gold comes from. It’s not going
anywhere.
Dorothy: But Jimmy said the mayor has
gills!
George: (a wet squint) If you keep believing
him—
(George is played by black actors.)
Act II, Scene V
(Lights up on the jail cell. The sound of a cow and its
cud can be heard.)
Jimmy: Been waiting to get you for some time,
George.
Audience: Gasp!
(This is shocking, as George is now known almost
exclusively as “Cactus George.”)
George: They were just boys, Jimmy.
Jimmy: (gun against the bars) Whether they were
boys or not is not for you to decide!
(The smell of rich cow ambles about the town, over the
prairie.)
Act III, Scene III
(Lights up in a room over the saloon. They are in the
study because that is the only place they can be. Her
dress is fashioned oddly. His hand is in his hair. Her
hair is down.)
Dorothy: (wringing her necklace) Always I want
to be soluble. Always I want to be inaudible.
Always I want to be in water. Always I—
George: Damn it, Dorothy! (He does not look
up from the papers on his desk.) (Now he does.) I’m
sorry, my darling, I didn’t mean it. (He kneels
before her.)
Dorothy: Always I want to don’t come
back, Jimmy. Sometimes they don’t come
back, Jimmy.
Act III, Scene VI
(Low light up in the back of a moving Budget truck.
Shhhhhh.)
Me:
(I show up when someone asks.)
Me: I really want you here.
Audience:
Me: At least put your hand back.
Act II, Scene II
(Little lights up on the Union Pacific Rail Way.
These are stars. Three runaways in the night. The
story is usually about intrepid boys who seek deeds.)
George: We aren’t going back!
Me: Well, you are.
Jimmy: Say, Mrs. Sloane’s linens kind of look
like flags tonight.
