21st Century Love . . . Andy & Aria's Act III Scene VI
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Act III Scene VI
Narrator: Aria's words shocked Andy. He stalked back then forth,
no longer buzzed. His thoughts bouncing his emotions off any definite course.
Andy: What did she mean... HIV?... Who's she slept with?
I'll crown that guy king!
Narrator: Andy stops at the lovely statue of Aria to angrily lean.
Andy: Aria, just what did you do?...
I made you my queen.
Narrator: Andy drops to his knees.
Begins to harshly cry
when suddenly he remembers her words
before she of necessity did fly:
Aria's voice heard: Andy, 'She', your friend, gave our family HIV. Deal with that!
I hope you and her will be happy together in your lustful iniquities!
Narrator: Andy's head suddenly jerks up. His stomach burns as it churns like about to erupt.
It dawned on him to recall his own sins
consisting mainly of exploits with Vie.
Greedy sexual and hallucinatory spins.
Andy: But after getting with you, Aria, that lustful period eroded to die! (He, of horror, insisted.)
I'm not just saying this Sweet Aria as an alibi. When I went there yesterday. I went to say forever good riddance and 'good bye!'
My God, Aria. I'm sorry...I've been remiss...
Narrator: Andy remembers the rally, jumps to his feet.
Un-balls the flyer; takes a look at the date.
Remember's its intensity. Takes off in fleet
before its too late.
The curtains closes as Andy's on the run.
The sun has already set.
A tragedy already begun.
***
Aria hasn't moved from the bench. Her mind still processing this afternoon's culminating events.
Yet, as dim shapes
in the night's breeze
before her sway and play,
her spirit at peace
has caused
an inescapable delay,
as she in sincerity
and awe-inspired
gratefully prays.
Aria: No
shadowy
presence
you are,
though
often
shoved
into the
corners
of our
daily
lives.
HIDDEN,
as if
deformed,
yet
miracles--
all of them,
YOU
performed.
Why should you be
secreted
away,
eclipsed
by puppet masters--
those who
commandeer
the stage,
play
our
strings
angrily,
greedily,
possessively,
while
You
lovingly
waited
patiently,
still
managing our world
spinning
perfectly
for inattentive
humanity?
So Let There Be Light
shown
on many
pathways.
For
no
shadowy
presence
you are
to remain,
to Forever
maintain
an arena
for fleeting mankind's
hoorays.
For you
there will be
No more
SHADOWS.*#
Narrator: Yet, floating on the evening air now chilled
her ears become tuned to an angry mob approaching from over the slight hill.
She stands surprised
to find herself soon facing many familiar
of her peers.
But especially,
she notes Vie heading this harsh crowd chanting:
"Kill her!... Kill her!"
Aria horribly hears.
A pop like a fircracker.
The mob as quickly disperses.
As Andy sees Aria hit the ground a howl of complete anguish from deep depths unconscious
inhuman in sound
soulfully emerges.
Andy: Aria! Aria!... (He grabs her gently up)... Help me! Help me! Please! Someone!... (As her face tenderly he cups.)
Aria!
Please.
I'm sorry. Speak to me.
Narrator: Aria slowly opens her eyes. Begins to smile,
while a trickle of blood from a corner of her lips slips.
Andy grabs her tight as he begins to bawl.
Aria: Aw...babe...Stop crying. (She whispers her words.)
I knew you would come. You do love us. (Andy bends closer to her mouth
so as to cherish what he heard.)
I told our baby
his father us did love.
He just needed a little push.
And look...
I am so sorry, babe.
Here we are.
(She smiles a little pathetically.)
I guess we've been given
a shove.
Narrator: As Aria's eyes again close,
this time for good,
Andy loses it.
Andy: Oh my God!... Help me. Oh my God, my God... I've killed her...
Narrator: Andy is suddenly grabbed by both arms and yanked up by officers.
But among the trees is where Vie silently stood... TO BE CONT'D
Act III Scene VI
Narrator: Aria's words shocked Andy. He stalked back then forth,
no longer buzzed. His thoughts bouncing his emotions off any definite course.
Andy: What did she mean... HIV?... Who's she slept with?
I'll crown that guy king!
Narrator: Andy stops at the lovely statue of Aria to angrily lean.
Andy: Aria, just what did you do?...
I made you my queen.
Narrator: Andy drops to his knees.
Begins to harshly cry
when suddenly he remembers her words
before she of necessity did fly:
Aria's voice heard: Andy, 'She', your friend, gave our family HIV. Deal with that!
I hope you and her will be happy together in your lustful iniquities!
Narrator: Andy's head suddenly jerks up. His stomach burns as it churns like about to erupt.
It dawned on him to recall his own sins
consisting mainly of exploits with Vie.
Greedy sexual and hallucinatory spins.
Andy: But after getting with you, Aria, that lustful period eroded to die! (He, of horror, insisted.)
I'm not just saying this Sweet Aria as an alibi. When I went there yesterday. I went to say forever good riddance and 'good bye!'
My God, Aria. I'm sorry...I've been remiss...
Narrator: Andy remembers the rally, jumps to his feet.
Un-balls the flyer; takes a look at the date.
Remember's its intensity. Takes off in fleet
before its too late.
The curtains closes as Andy's on the run.
The sun has already set.
A tragedy already begun.
***
Aria hasn't moved from the bench. Her mind still processing this afternoon's culminating events.
Yet, as dim shapes
in the night's breeze
before her sway and play,
her spirit at peace
has caused
an inescapable delay,
as she in sincerity
and awe-inspired
gratefully prays.
Aria: No
shadowy
presence
you are,
though
often
shoved
into the
corners
of our
daily
lives.
HIDDEN,
as if
deformed,
yet
miracles--
all of them,
YOU
performed.
Why should you be
secreted
away,
eclipsed
by puppet masters--
those who
commandeer
the stage,
play
our
strings
angrily,
greedily,
possessively,
while
You
lovingly
waited
patiently,
still
managing our world
spinning
perfectly
for inattentive
humanity?
So Let There Be Light
shown
on many
pathways.
For
no
shadowy
presence
you are
to remain,
to Forever
maintain
an arena
for fleeting mankind's
hoorays.
For you
there will be
No more
SHADOWS.*#
Narrator: Yet, floating on the evening air now chilled
her ears become tuned to an angry mob approaching from over the slight hill.
She stands surprised
to find herself soon facing many familiar
of her peers.
But especially,
she notes Vie heading this harsh crowd chanting:
"Kill her!... Kill her!"
Aria horribly hears.
A pop like a fircracker.
The mob as quickly disperses.
As Andy sees Aria hit the ground a howl of complete anguish from deep depths unconscious
inhuman in sound
soulfully emerges.
Andy: Aria! Aria!... (He grabs her gently up)... Help me! Help me! Please! Someone!... (As her face tenderly he cups.)
Aria!
Please.
I'm sorry. Speak to me.
Narrator: Aria slowly opens her eyes. Begins to smile,
while a trickle of blood from a corner of her lips slips.
Andy grabs her tight as he begins to bawl.
Aria: Aw...babe...Stop crying. (She whispers her words.)
I knew you would come. You do love us. (Andy bends closer to her mouth
so as to cherish what he heard.)
I told our baby
his father us did love.
He just needed a little push.
And look...
I am so sorry, babe.
Here we are.
(She smiles a little pathetically.)
I guess we've been given
a shove.
Narrator: As Aria's eyes again close,
this time for good,
Andy loses it.
Andy: Oh my God!... Help me. Oh my God, my God... I've killed her...
Narrator: Andy is suddenly grabbed by both arms and yanked up by officers.
But among the trees is where Vie silently stood... TO BE CONT'D
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