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    An Almost Perfect Thing

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      CHLOE

      Once is all you get.

      The door slams behind him.

      GREG

      Go back there. In your mind. Can you see your room? What does it feel like, smell like, taste like? Tell me everything.

      CHLOE

      Are you gonna have fun? At the party. You're not just gonna pretend? You're actually gonna have fun with me?

      GREG

      I'm going to have so much fun with you. Now what happened that one time?

      SCENE TWENTY

      Shift. CHLOE's room in MATHEW's house.

      CHLOE

      You wanna hear the new story I wrote? It's a good one. Or I could tell you the joke I remembered. Are you gonna eat with me tonight?

      MATHEW

      You're nervous.

      CHLOE

      No, I'm not.

      MATHEW

      I bought you something. I'll give it to you tonight. Do you want to know what it is?

      CHLOE

      Sure.

      MATHEW

      A radio. An expensive one.

      CHLOE

      …Thanks.

      MATHEW

      I thought you'd be happy.

      CHLOE

      I am. It's just…

      MATHEW

      What?

      CHLOE

      Today's my last day. Remember? So, I'll listen to the radio tonight. All night. That's awesome. Sorry. Good. Great. But, then I go home tomorrow. I've been keeping track. It's tomorrow that you let me go. My dad will have totally learned his lesson. And I was thinking that I could, like, come visit sometimes. I'll bring Buster. So you can finally meet him. I'm gonna walk him like four hours every day. You could walk him with me. We could—

      MATHEW

      Why would you want to go?

      CHLOE

      I need to go to school.

      MATHEW

      You have books.

      CHLOE

      I need the sun. I'll get sick—

      MATHEW

      When you're good enough, I'll take you upstairs.

      CHLOE

      I need to see my friends.

      MATHEW

      Your friends forgot about you. They didn't even like you anyway. They were just scared of you. That's why they were nice to you.

      CHLOE

      No—

      MATHEW

      You got in fights. You told me that. You were a bully. They're glad you're gone.

      CHLOE

      No—

      MATHEW

      And your dad's not even looking for you anymore. He's finally happy. He doesn't have to worry about you. Doesn't have to pay for you. You're expensive and annoying. You always need things—

      CHLOE

      Then why would you want to keep me? If I'm so—

      MATHEW

      I have no choice. I'll get in trouble. I can't give you back now.

      CHLOE

      No. I'll never tell anyone. Never ever ever. I swear to God. Cross my heart and hope to die. I won't tell, Mathew, I won't—

      MATHEW

      And that. Mathew. You never call me Dad. That was one of my rules and you never do it. I told myself I'd keep you until you learn to love me like a dad. So it's your own fault.

      CHLOE

      I'll call you Dad. Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad —

      MATHEW

      Stop it.

      CHLOE

      Please let me go, Dad. Please let me go. Please let me go, Dad. Please let me go, please, Dad—

      MATHEW

      Stop saying that. You don't mean it!

      CHLOE

      Please let me go. Please, please—

      MATHEW

      Stop it!

      CHLOE

      Mathew, you have to.

      MATHEW

      I can't—

      CHLOE

      You promised! Why'd you tell me that?

      MATHEW

      I don't know. I don't know. I just… I need you. I need you with me.

      CHLOE

      I've been so nice to you. You have to let me go. You have to let me go. You can't do this.

      MATHEW

      You're my everything—

      CHLOE

      You have to let me go—

      He starts to leave.

      No. No no no. You are not going up there without me. You have to let me go you have to let me go you have to let me go.

      MATHEW

      I can't!

      He moves to exit.

      CHLOE

      I HATE YOU!

      He turns around.

      Look what I did. Do you need me now? Look at what a disgusting dirty pig I am.

      MATHEW

      What—

      CHLOE

      I peed my pants. I'm disgusting and dirty. Just like you hate. You don't want someone who is this disgusting and dirty and gross—

      MATHEW

      You stupid kid—

      CHLOE

      You don't want someone this gross. You'll have to get rid of me. I'm too gross for you to keep!

      She physically starts begging him, clinging to him.

      You have to get rid of me now!

      MATHEW

      Don't touch me!

      CHLOE

      I'm a disgusting dirty pig and you have to get rid of me!

      MATHEW

      Get off of me!

      CHLOE

      Look how disgusting I am! I'm so disgusting that you have to get rid of me! YOU HAVE TO GET RID OF ME! YOU HAVE TO GET RID OF ME NOW!YOU HAVE TO GET RID OF ME!

      MATHEW

      Stop it!

      He shoves her and moves to exit.

      CHLOE

      No wonder your mum killed herself! That's how bad she wanted to get away from you.

      MATHEW

      Shut up—

      CHLOE

      Blue face. Rope around her neck. Right where you'd find her.

      MATHEW

      Shut up—

      CHLOE

      She wanted you to find her because you made her do it. You were so crazy that she couldn't live anymore.

      MATHEW

      Shut up—

      CHLOE

      You made her do it. You made her do it! You made her do it!

      MATHEW

      SHUT UP!

      To audience.

      GREG

      He grabbed her tiny, twelve-year-old shoulders. He lifted her up.

      And he threw her as hard as he could.

      He picked her up again.

      And he punched her with all of his frustration.

      Over and over and over.

      He picked her up again.

      And shook her with all of his anger.

      He looked into her eyes.

      Her nose was bleeding.

      She was crying and crying.

      She wouldn't look at him.

      She wouldn't look at him.

      So he picked her up and threw her one last time.

      As hard as he could.

      And he started to cry.

      He kept crying. And crying.

      CHLOE and MATHEW's crying gets louder and louder and louder. Silence.

      Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

      ACT TWO

      SCENE ONE

      To the audience.

      MATHEW

      The paper.

      GREG

      The article.

      CHLOE

      The violence.

      MATHEW

      We had another fight.

      GREG

      Threw her as hard as he could.

      CHLOE

      Punched her with all of his frustration.

      GREG

      Over and over.


      MATHEW

      I haven't said a word to her in weeks.

      CHLOE

      It's 4:45 a.m. I hear it hit my porch.

      GREG

      Turn on my computer.

      CHLOE

      Listen to the sound of my dad's breathing.

      MATHEW

      Wave to Margret walking her golden retriever. Put my quarter into the blue box and reach inside.

      They all inhale.

      CHLOE

      Look at it.

      GREG

      Click on it.

      MATHEW

      The paper.

      GREG

      This is the one.

      CHLOE

      That gives them what they want.

      GREG

      Details, specifics.

      CHLOE

      A victim.

      GREG

      Makes them take me seriously.

      MATHEW

      It's her favourite thing. For weeks I've kept it from her.

      GREG

      I read it.

      CHLOE

      Even though I don't want to. I know what it says.

      GREG

      Threw her as hard as he could.

      CHLOE

      Punched her with all of his frustration.

      GREG

      Over and over.

      MATHEW

      Again and again. We go through this. Every couple months it seems. She makes me angry. I stop talking to her and take away something she loves. She needs it.

      GREG

      They need it.

      CHLOE

      He needs it.

      GREG

      The truth.

      CHLOE

      Control.

      MATHEW

      Discipline. And now I'll give it back to her. Along with an even bigger surprise. Because she's been good—

      GREG

      Because she let me do my job—

      MATHEW

      Because I feel guilty—

      CHLOE

      Because I gave him what he needs—

      MATHEW

      Because she looks sick… I'm taking her upstairs.

      GREG

      To a party. A gala.

      CHLOE

      It's all I can think about. Everything else: Punching. Bleeding. Screaming. I push it out of my mind. Because I'm getting out.

      SCENE TWO

      Shift. The beginning of the scene takes place in both GREG's condo and CHLOE's room in MATHEW's house. CHLOE enters.

      GREG

      You're early. I was going to pick you up.

      CHLOE

      I have to get ready here. I can't have my dad see me all dressed up. He'll freak out. I have a dress, is that okay?

      GREG

      Perfect.

      To audience. They all inhale.

      CHLOE

      I stand in front of the mirror.

      GREG

      I stand—

      MATHEW

      Outside the door.

      CHLOE

      And get ready for my very first night out. It has to be perfect.

      MATHEW

      I'm nervous.

      GREG

      Awkward.

      MATHEW

      Standing there. Outside her door.

      GREG

      Her. Here. Changing her clothes.

      MATHEW

      She's waiting. For me. I can't mess up anything.

      GREG

      This has to go well.

      (to CHLOE) Ready?

      For the rest of the scene MATHEW and GREG's lines are to CHLOE and her lines can be said to either or both GREG and MATHEW (unless it is indicated that she is speaking directly to one of them). Sections in which the characters are talking to the audience are indicated.

      MATHEW

      I'm coming in.

      GREG

      You look—

      MATHEW

      Nice.

      GREG

      Wow.

      CHLOE

      It's a special occasion. I want it to be perfect. Ready?

      GREG

      Wait. First—

      MATHEW

      There are rules.

      GREG

      Don't accept a drink from anyone.

      MATHEW

      Stay away from the doors and windows. If you do anything that makes me nervous. Anything at all—

      CHLOE

      I won't. I swear.

      GREG

      People will want to talk to you. They'll be all over you but just—

      MATHEW

      Stick close to me. Always. No sudden movements.

      GREG

      Don't disappear.

      MATHEW

      I have my dad's gun upstairs. It's easy to get.

      GREG

      Tell me where you're going at all times.

      MATHEW

      I don't want anything to happen to you. So just be good.

      GREG

      Be cool.

      CHLOE

      'Kay.

      GREG

      I trust you.

      MATHEW

      So I'm not going to tie your hands or gag you.

      CHLOE

      Thanks.

      (to audience) He's nervous. I can tell 'cause there's sweat on his forehead. Which usually is like so gross. But not today. And I can tell 'cause he does this thing over and over—

      MATHEW and GREG both massage the back of their necks.

      I breathe deeply. Without realizing it, he starts to breathe deeply. That's how I calm him down.

      MATHEW

      Ready?

      GREG

      This is it.

      To audience.

      CHLOE

      He leads me—

      GREG

      Inside.

      MATHEW

      Upstairs.

      CHLOE

      And then... After so long—

      MATHEW

      Months and months and months and months.

      GREG

      Years and years and years.

      Shift. They all inhale.

      CHLOE

      Legs weak. Butterflies in my stomach. Giddy. Head light. Mouth dry. Can't swallow. Lump in my throat.

      She holds on to both men as she walks in the room.

      MATHEW

      The kitchen.

      GREG

      The ballroom.

      CHLOE

      The light—

      MATHEW

      Shines just a bit through the curtains.

      GREG

      Flashes from the cameras.

      CHLOE

      Burns my eyes. Feels so good on my face. Warm. Warm on my cheeks. I feel it. Feel every second. Down to my bones. In my blood. My feet. My hands. My hair. Suck in the moment. Freeze it in my mind. Bite my cheeks. Dig my fingernails into my hands. Don't let him see you cry. Don't let him know how bad you wanted this. How bad you want this. To be out. Like a person. Just a person.

      MATHEW grabs her hand.

      MATHEW

      (to CHLOE) Get away from the window; I don't want anyone to see you.

      GREG pulls her away from MATHEW.

      GREG

      (to CHLOE) Go through the door; I want everyone to see you.

      To audience.

      CHLOE

      We walk through the room. Beautiful.

      MATHEW

      She looks around.

      GREG

      At everything. The people.

      MATHEW

      The ornaments.

      GREG

      The art on the walls.

      CHLOE

      Perfect.

      MATHEW

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    p; The big picture of a full moon shining on a snow-covered field.

      GREG

      The candles on the table. The flowers.

      MATHEW

      The photos everywhere.

      (to CHLOE) Do you like it here?

      GREG

      (to CHLOE) Having fun yet?

      CHLOE

      Yeah. It's… awesome. Sorry. Wonderful. Amazing.

      MATHEW

      I haven't changed anything from when I was a kid. Except that table. I made it myself.

      GREG

      Chloe, I'd like you to meet my colleague.

      MATHEW

      This is my mum. Before she was married.

      GREG

      One of my good buddies.

      MATHEW

      My best friend.

      GREG/MAT

      Used to be anyway.

      She goes towards MATHEW.

      CHLOE

      (to MATHEW) She's really pretty. Mathew.

      Beat.

      I'd like to see more pictures of her.

      MATHEW

      (to audience) The way she said my name…

      GREG

      Chloe. They're about to serve dinner. Table number eleven.

      GREG puts his hand on her back.

      CHLOE

      (to audience) The way he put his hand on my back…

      GREG

      (imitating co-worker) "Hey, Greggy. What're you drinking? I'm buying."

      (to audience) The way they're talking to me…

      CHLOE

      It feels—

      MATHEW

      —different.

      GREG

      Very different.

      They inhale.

      CHLOE

      We eat dinner.

      MATHEW

      (to CHLOE) When I was five we went—

      GREG

      (to colleagues) It's because of the Conservatives. Obviously.

      CHLOE

      I try to keep up. Eyes wide, head tilted, smile not too big, not too small.

      GREG

      She says nothing.

      MATHEW

      Almost nothing. I don't know why.

      CHLOE

      I'm smarter. I can see through what's being said. What's true, what's a lie. What's said to impress, what's said to defend.

      GREG

      After dinner—

      CHLOE

      (to GREG/MATHEW) Where's the washroom?

      MATHEW

      I stand outside the door.

      GREG

      Wait for her. To make sure nothing happens.

      MATHEW

      Because nothing can happen.

      GREG

      People keep coming up to me.

      (imitating public) "What is she like? What's it like working with her? We're hooked on your articles! We love your writing!"

      MATHEW

      What if life could be like this—

      GREG

      —all the time. People falling all over themselves—

      MATHEW

      Her willing to do anything—

      GREG

     


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