Each Day Dies With Sleep- Jose Rivera

NELLY:
Wrong,Dad.Mom gave birth. You gave zip. You weren't around.You Were partying. (Beat) We taught
ourselves lan- guage,Dad. There were no adults to teach us words. That's why Primitivo,Nilda, and
Heriberto can't even speak. Did you know that? No! You just thought they were shy! Lizbeth and
Felicia speaks in rhyme. Ping speaks in commercials. Gloria speaks nonsense. Walking?! Did you ever
teach your kids
walking? Anita hops like a- rabbit. Rosaline walks on her hands. Social graces? Morals? Justice?
Hygiene? No one taught us. Your poor children are compulsive liars and pyro- maniacs and so
love-starved, they'Il sleep with thefirstper- son that smiles at them.(Beat) Igrewup in the middle of the
storm, Dad, overlooked, uncounted, just one of twenty-one
Talk Radio- Eric Bogosian

DENISE: I’m scared, Barry. Nothing specifically, but on the other hand . . . you know, it’s like
everywhere I go. Well, like, Barry, you know, like we’ve got a garbage disposal in our sink in the
kitchen, I mean, my mother’s kitchen . . . And sometimes a teaspoon will fall into the garbage disposal?
So, like, you know how you feel when you have to reach down . . . into that gunk and you have to feel
around down there for that teaspoon? Who knows what’s down there? Could be garbage, a piece of
something, so much stuff goes down there . . . or germs, which you can’t even see. If they’re gonna be
anywhere, they’re gonna be down that disposal. They grow there, see? They come back up the pipes.
Salmonella, yeast, viruses, flu, even cancer, who knows? But, Barry, even without all that, what if, and
I’m just saying “what if,” what if the garbage disposal came on while your hand was down there? I get
so scared of thinking about it that I usually leave the teaspoon down there. I don’t even try to get it out.
But then I’m afraid that my mother will get mad if she finds it down there, so I turn the disposal on, trying
to make it go down the drain. But all it does is make a huge racket. And I stand in the middle of the
kitchen and the spoon goes around and around, and I get sort of paralyzed, you know? It makes a lot of
noise, because I know the teaspoon is getting destroyed and annihilated and that’s good ’cause I hate that
teaspoon for scaring me like that . ..
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Dags- Debra Oswald
Gillian:
All right. I'm going to admit something I never thought I'd admit to anyone ever. I've got a crush on
Adam. Head over heels. Uncontrollable passion, etcetera. Unrequited passion, of course. Now I know this
sounds like I'm throwing away everything I've said so far. And I guess I am. I know every girl at school
except Monica is in love with him. I know he'd never go for a dag like me. I know it's hopeless. I know all
that. But I can't help it. Just thinking he might look at me, my heart starts pounding like mad. And then I
worry about whether he can tell my hearts going crazy, and I have to act really cool. This crush - it's like a
disease. Do you know - oh, I'm almost too embarrassed to admit this - Adam misses the bus sometimes.
'Cos he's chatting up some girl or something. And do you know what I do? I get off the bus after one stop
and walk back to school, so I can hang around the bus stop hoping he'll turn up. Just so I can ride on the
same bus with him. Isn't that the most pathetic thing you've ever heard?
Mala- Melinda Lopez

Mala- It's been very hard finding someone to take the later part of the day
after Annie leaves. And then I Found Kathleen who could do evenings and get my mom to bed. And she
came over to get to know us. And my mother threw her out of the house. And thenshe threw me out. And
then she stood up from her chair-which I Haven't seen her do in a
month-and she walked to the bedroom, and got herself into bed. She hasn't done that in a month. And she
said, "No necesito tu ayuda, no quiero tu ayuda, ahora vete pal carajo!"
If say one day you find yourself in a similar situation-take a minute to acknowledge that you are yes
lucky, yes, it is a blessing, that
You are capable of more than you ever thought possible AND ALSO there may very well be nothing at all
whatsoever to learn from the dying. The dying aren't wise. Or generous. They may never see you for what
you are. And they will probably hurt you every day of the
rest of their lives, because- They are angry, and in pain, and it's not fair.
I won't tell you there is a lesson in every experience. There isn't. And sometimes there isn't a chance to
forgive the dying because you are too busy patching up the fresh wounds they inflict. And just because
you can go on, doesn't mean you should go on.

She Stoops To Conquer- Oliver Goldsmith

MRS. HARDCASTLE (Curtseying very low). Fine spoken, madam, you are most miraculously polite and
engaging, and quite the very pink of courtesy and circumspection, madam. And you, you great ill-
fashioned oaf with scare sense enough to keep your mouth shut. Were you too joined against me? But I'll
defeat all your plots in a moment. As for you, madam, since you have got a pair of fresh horses ready, it
would be cruel to disappoint them. So, if you please, instead of running away with your spark, prepare,
this very moment, to run off with me. Your old aunt Pedigree will keep you secure, I’ll warrant me. You
too, sir, may mount your horse, and guard us upon the way. Here, Thomas, Roger, Diggory, I’ll show you
that I wish you better than you do yourselves.
33 Variations- Moisés Kaufman