LIZ. No it’s not, it’s “West Side Story”
JAKE. Well, you should take a break from all this and we should all go out!
LIZ. I can’t go do anything until this is
(Rob enters, a la Kramer from
ROB. Hey guys, how’s it hanging?
JESS. We are trying to help Liz write her play for the day.
ROB. She’s still doing that? I thought she broke her computer and gave up on that
after Word crashed and she lost that whole play.
LIZ. We should not talk about that…
JAKE. We’re trying to give her some ideas
JESS. She hasn’t really liked any of them so far.
JAKE. But we really think she’s getting too stressed out.
ROB. You’re right. And she hasn’t been a whole lot of fun since she started this. She’s
kind of a bitch.LIZ. I can still hear you!
ROB. So… you’re still having trouble with an idea… hrm… I’ve got it! Porn!
LIZ. Porn?ROB. Porn!Just have them end with porn. Look, the point is finishing them, right?Might as well make it interesting.
Ok, I’m sorry, but that was hilarious…
JESS. I agree with Rob. A pizza delivery guy can always show up.
LIZ. I’m not going to write a play about porn.
ROB. You’re not writing a play about porn, you’re just writing a porn.
LIZ. No! Absolutely not!JAKE. Oh! Can I be in the porn play?JESS. Me too! I can make porn faces!
(She makes some porn faces.)
We are all actors, Liz. We got your back. We will be in your porn play.
LIZ. Guys, I’m sorry, but the porn play
is not happening!