Being Okay

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WIP! The struggles endured by a woman and her friend, and the way that they deal with it.

Submitted: July 17, 2012

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Submitted: July 17, 2012





I am looking for criticisms and ideas. Any and all reactions to what you read would be more than appreciated. This is a work in progress. I am in need of feedback. Thank you!


For Erin.


A man struggles with losing his girlfriend. He tries to console a friend of his who’s having a bad day, and while they sit, confesses his own depression and anger.


Set: A living room, with a futon facing the audience. There is a low coffee table, and very little other furniture. A desk, laden with books, is next to the entryway to the kitchen. A very small, very plain apartment. There is an entrance to a kitchen, as well as to what is a porch. The door to the porch is a sliding glass door. Walls are not necessary around the door. On the porch is a coffee can for cigarette butts, and two chairs or furniture to be used as such. All the furniture should be worn looking, mismatched, and old, as though each piece was bought from a different garage sale, or salvaged from the Salvation Army, with the exception of the futon, which should be in decent shape.



LIEF: A 22 – 24 year old man. A hippie. Long hair or dreadlocks, scruffy looking. Not exceedingly muscular, but strong and built. Not somebody who would appear very emotional.

SOPHIE: A 19 – 20 year old woman.

BETH: A memory. A 19 – 20 year old woman. A beautiful hippie in a feminine but not frilly, green dress.

MAC: A memory. A 19 – 20 year old man. Voice only. Can be played by DEV.

MAX: A 19 – 20 year old woman. LIEF’s roomie.

ESME: A friend. 19 – 20 year old woman.

CAM: A 19 year old man.

DEV: A 19 year old man. Same actor as MAC.

AUNT: SOPHIE’s aunt. A smoker, with a hoarse voice and a loud, boisterous laugh.

FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: SOPHIE’s voice, recorded to be played.




Scene 1


LIEF and MAX are on the patio, smoking. They are nearing the end of their conversation.


LIEF: And she – what? Just quit like that?


MAX: Yeah! I don’t know what they were thinking hiring her in the first place.


LIEF: That’s crazy.


From the back of the audience, a girl, ESME, runs in. She goes up to the front of the audience and calls up.


ESME: Hey Max! Hey Lief!


Max stands up and looks over the edge of the balcony.


MAX: What’s up?


ESME: Not much. Hey, I was wondering. Would you guys mind if Sophie and I crash here tonight?


MAX looks over at LIEF.


MAX: Are you okay with them crashing?


LIEF: Yeah, sure.


MAX: Sure. I’ll let you in the back.


ESME: Yeah, okay!

MAX backs away from the edge of the balcony and moves towards the door.

Wait! I forgot something, so let Sophie in? I’ll be back in a few minutes.


MAX: Alright. Just try to be a bit quiet. I’m going to bed, and I work in the morning.


ESME: Will do! Thanks!


ESME turns and runs back out through the audience. MAX puts out her cigarette and heads in to the apartment. She goes to the door, and disappears, reappearing a minute later with SOPHIE.


SOPHIE: Thanks again, Max, we appreciate this.


MAX: Anytime.


MAX smiles and gives Sophie a hug before heading down the hall and to bed. Sophie pulls two blankets from on top of the desk, and puts them on the coffee table, clearing away beer cans to make space. After a moment, there is a knock on the door. Sophie goes to open it, and ESME stumbles in. She is supported/followed by CAM, and DEV.


SOPHIE: What are you doing?


ESME: Oh come on, it’s just a little fun. Max won’t notice. And if she does, it’s not like she’ll care.


SOPHIE: Did you ask her?


CAM and ESME fall onto the couch, kissing. SOPHIE stands, still waiting for an answer as they disappear beneath a blanket. She turns to DEV.


DEV: I guess we’re sharing then, hey.


DEV does not seem disappointed at all. SOPHIE hesitantly puts a blanket on the floor and lays down. DEV lays down behind her. He begins kissing her neck, and pulls her close to him, trying to kiss her, but she won’t let him.


DEV: Come on. Kiss me.


There is a giggle from beneath the blanket. It is either CAM or ESME. SOPHIE is silent. A man, LIEF, watches from on the patio where he’s smoking silently. Standing in the audience, ghostly and silent, is BETH. She watches only LIEF.


DEV: What? Why won’t you just kiss me?”


SOPHIE: Don’t. Stop. Just stop.


Flashback. Blackout. FLASHBACK!SOPHIE and another voice, belonging to MAC, are heard in the darkness.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: What’s going –?


MAC: Shh – shh.


Scuffling noises, sounds of a struggle for a moment. Silence.


Lights up. SOPHIE is still there, laying on the floor. DEV is gone, ESME and CAM are getting off of the futon. They are flirting, and kissing, and finishing dressing. It appears they are only half trying to be quiet. As they leave, SOPHIE gets up and pushes their blanket to the floor. She lays her blanket from the floor down, and takes their place on the futon, laying still. There are whispers from the kitchen area for a moment, a door closing, and then a short silence. MAX comes in through the kitchen, a piece of toast in one hand, bag over her shoulder, and picks up her keys off of the desk. She looks around the room quickly, and then exits into the hallway. The door slams again. SOPHIE does not move. Flashback. FLASHBACK!SOPHIE’s voice, on the phone.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: Hey… I’m really sorry to call you… You said you were close. Yeah… I would really appreciate it… I’m at my friend’s house…Oh, okay…Yeah, I’ll text you the address? … Perfect…Thanks so much…


A pause. voices, indistinguishable. FLASHBACK!SOPHIE gasping. Silence.





Scene 2


Lights up on the living room. SOPHIE, is still on the futon not moving, just staring. It is obvious she has had a rough evening. LIEF enters from the kitchen.


LIEF: Morning, SOPHIE.




LIEF: Can I cuddle you?


A pause. SOPHIE nods. LIEF crawls onto the futon behind SOPHIE and cuddles up to her. A moment.


LIEF: You seem upset.


A moment. SOPHIE smiles softly.


SOPHIE: I’m alright.


LIEF: You always are.

He is quiet for a moment, watching her.

You always say you’re okay. You don’t have to pretend you know.

SOPHIE looks at him. Silence. After a moment he gets up.



SOPHIE: Yes, thanks.


LIEF moves into the kitchen and can be heard moving around. SOPHIE sits up, bringing her legs up onto the couch. She wraps herself in a blanket.


SOPHIE: I really am okay, you know. I say I’m okay, because I am. Things could be worse. I could be sick, or dying. I could have no idea who I was or where I am, or no recollection of last night. But I remember. (Beat.) I’m not perfect. I mean – I have my problems. I’ve got good days, and great days, okay days, and downright terrible days. I have my issues. But they aren’t so bad that I need to say I’m not alright. (A moment of silence.) Uh…LIEF?


LIEF looks in from the kitchen.


LIEF: I’m listening SOPHIE.


She nods. And is quiet for a moment. The kettle whistles, and LIEF leaves, returning in a moment with two steaming mugs. He sits opposite from her.


SOPHIE: Thanks.


He nods.


LIEF: So, those guys last night –


SOPHIE: You saw them?


LIEF: I saw them. You seemed – close.


SOPHIE: They weren’t supposed to stay here. I didn’t want them to.


LIEF: Why didn’t you make them leave?


SOPHIE: ESME was having fun.


LIEF: So? You didn’t seem to be enjoying it as much as she was.


SOPHIE: It’s not that simple.


LIEF: Oh, okay. Let them stay for your friend, who enjoys herself, while you get petted and felt up all night against your will. Thats simple.


SOPHIE: (Quietly.) He stopped.


A moment.


LIEF: I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped. I just – (Beat.) You seem so concerned with not hurting others, or upsetting others, or making people mad, or burdening them, that you never seem really happy. You can’t always be too nice. You need to worry a bit about yourself sometimes.


A moment.


LIEF: Do you know when MAX gets home?


SOPHIE: I’m not sure. I saw her leave this morning, but I think she thought I was sleeping.


LIEF: (Nods.) I’m going out for a smoke. (Stands) Do you want to come?


SOPHIE: No thanks.


LIEF: (Nods.) Alright. (He turns to the porch door and opens it, smiling.) It’s raining. You should come outside, even just to sit with me.


He goes out onto the porch, leaving the door open, and sits on one of the two chairs.





Scene 3


The sound of light rain is audible. LEIF lights a cigarette, smokes. After a moment, SOPHIE gets up, puts a sweater on and follows LIEF out to the porch. She sits.


SOPHIE: I love the smell of rain. I love to just sit, and smell the rain, and listen to it, and feel it in the air.


LIEF: Close your eyes.




LIEF: Just close your eyes. (She does. He does too after a moment.) Now listen. What do you hear? (A long pause. SOPHIE smiles.) Listen further, to yourself. Focus on your breathing, and the sound of the air going in and out of your lungs. And see if you can hear your heart.

The two sit there, silent, for about 30 seconds. BETH walks through the audience towards the front, finds somewhere to sit and closes her eyes as well, listening to LIEF. LIEF is watching SOPHIE, who appears to be unsuccessful at hearing her heartbeat.

It might take a long time. It’s hard to get used to. Try it again.

SOPHIE closes her eyes. Very slowly, after about fifteen seconds, we hear the sound of her heart beating, very slowly, and very faint. It fades to almost nothing, and then returns slightly, before dropping off completely. LIEF has been watching her.



SOPHIE smiles.


SOPHIE: I heard it.


LIEF: That’s when you know you’re really truly relaxed and at peace with yourself.


They sit, quiet, for a few minutes, until a phone rings. It is a acoustic sounding song, something in French. Perhaps Guillaume Grand’s Toi et Moi. BETH gets up and leaves. SOPHIE fumbles through her pockets until she finds her phone and answers it.


SOPHIE: Hello?


AUNT: Hey, SOPHIE! How’s it going babe?


SOPHIE: Oh hey Auntie. It’s good, how’re you?


AUNT: Oh I’m fine. Hanging out with your sisters right now, and we’re having an awesome time. But I was thinking about how I miss you and figured I’d call, so the girls gave me your number.


SOPHIE: Oh. Well that’s cool. Are you guys having fun?


AUNT: Oh yeah. Lots of fun. They’ve been playing with Pooka all day, and now they’re out on the trampoline!


A moment of silence on both ends. SOPHIE has begun to shiver. LIEF gets up to retrieve the blanket that SOPHIE was using earlier. He brings it out to her and wraps her in it while the conversation continues. She mouths “thank you”.


 AUNT: So, I understand you’re a busy girl, but is it too much to ask that you call once in a while?


SOPHIE: Well, no.


AUNT: (interrupting) Then what’s the problem? Your family loves you and you just ignore them? I know your having trouble with your Dad. He told me that you’ve been arguing with him and Tana more than usual.




A pause.


AUNT: Sighs. Listen, I’m just trying to say I love you, and that I’m here for you to talk, whenever. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but there are people who are there for you to go to. If something happened, if there’s something going on that you’re afraid to talk about, you just need to talk to us.

SOPHIE begins to cry softly.

We aren’t going to do anything but support you. That’s what family is for. Being there. Not judging you. I love you, babe. Just remember that.


SOPHIE: Alright. I love you too.


AUNT: Bye.








Scene 4


SOPHIE hangs up the phone, and holds it in her hand, staring at it. She finally puts the phone in her pocket. There is a moment of silence. LIEF is watching SOPHIE, quiet. There are voices, played over.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: What’s going –?


MAC: Shh – shh.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: What are you doing? I –


MAC: It’s okay. Don’t worry –


SOPHIE is crying harder now. Scuffling noises, sounds of a struggle. Behind her, on the opposite side of the stage, BETH appears silently. She watches LIEF and SOPHIE, although LIEF does not see her.




Silence. Only the rain and SOPHIE crying.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: (Something is said, muffled, a sentence about ten words long, indistinguishable as the sound fades.)

Silence. SOPHIE opens her eyes and looks up at LIEF. She swallows.


SOPHIE: I – Uh. Something happened.


LIEF: What?


SOPHIE: Shh. Just – just let me say it. Please.


LIEF is silent.


SOPHIE: I got really drunk. (A pause.) It was just a normal night. I came here after, but I didn’t really want to stay. So I called a friend.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: Hey… I’m really sorry to call you… You said you were close. Yeah… I would really appreciate it… I’m at my friend’s house…Oh, okay…Yeah, I’ll text you the address? … Perfect…Thanks so much…


SOPHIE: He picked me up. He had a friend with him, and had to drive his friend home. His friend was drunk. On the way, he spilled his pop on – my friend. So when we dropped him off, we headed back to his place so he could change. He put on a movie for me while he showered, and I passed out. (A pause.) When I woke up, he was – on top of me, and – his – his – fingers were inside of me. I don’t know how it happened. I –

She stops.



FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: What’s going –?


MAC: Shh – shh.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: What are you doing? I –


MAC: It’s okay. Don’t worry –




Scuffling noises, sounds of a struggle.


SOPHIE: I made him take me home.


FLASHBACK!SOPHIE: Stop. I want you to take me home.


MAC: Okay.




SOPHIE: I don’t know how it happened. I don’t know if I did something. He said I was kissing him. That I was into it. But I don’t remember anything. It wasn’t rape. I’m not even sure if it was sexual assault. But I know that the thing that – woke me up, I guess you could say – was the pain. Because his fingers were hurting me. (A pause.) I feel so dirty now.


LIEF is silent. After a moment, he reaches out a hand, and places it, palm up, on her knee. She takes it, and smiles at him gently.


LIEF: You know that you did nothing wrong, right?


SOPHIE: I know.





Scene 5


There is a moment where they sit there in silence, both looking out at the rain, and holding hands. LIEF turns to study her, and she eventually looks back at him.




LIEF: You’re beautiful.


SOPHIE pulls her hand away.


SOPHIE: What? Don’t.


LIEF: No, listen to me.

He takes her hand again.

You need to know that you’re beautiful. You’ll remember it, inside, but you need to know in your head that you are. Even when you’re crying. I’m not hitting on you, or trying to take advantage of you. I swear.


SOPHIE: I know.


LIEF: I just want you to know that you are. More than just outside. You’re a very sweet girl, with a lot of life in you, and a lot more passion. I want you to know –

He pauses, swallowing.

I want you to know that you have a lot of good things going for you, and people who care about you, and reasons to keep on living and –


SOPHIE, seeing where he is going, cuts him off. She takes his other hand.


SOPHIE: I would never, EVER, think otherwise. (A moment.) I promise you.


LIEF: Yeah. Promise me…


A moment.


SOPHIE: Want to go inside? It’s getting a little bit cold out here.


They rise and go inside. LIEF moves to close the door behind him, but SOPHIE stops him.


SOPHIE: Don’t.


LIEF and SOPHIE sit on the futon, on opposite sides. Each of them is wrapped in a blanket, and they share another one over their legs, facing eachother. Immediately after getting comfortable, LIEF speaks.


LIEF: Thank you.


SOPHIE: For what?


LIEF: For trusting me.


A moment.


SOPHIE: You’re welcome. You’re not hard to trust, LIEF. It’s just hard to talk about.


LIEF: I know what that’s like. Wanting to talk –


SOPHIE:  – but not knowing how to start?


LIEF nods.


SOPHIE: I understand. (She hesitates.) I worry, sometimes.


LIEF: About MAX?




LIEF: She’s okay.


SOPHIE: I know. But I wasn’t there. When she found out she called me, and I would have come over. (She laughs.) I would have equipped myself with chicken nuggets and orange juice and everything. But she was at her parents for Christmas, and I didn’t get there for a few days. And even then…

They sit silent for a moment.

I brought House. (He looks at her, confused.) You know, Dr. House? No? Alright. Well it’s this tv show about a cynical doctor with a drug problem. Basically, he’s an ass to everybody, and I find it really funny. So I brought it.

I didn’t know what else to do.


LIEF: You wanted her to be okay.


SOPHIE: I wanted her to be okay.


LIEF: Me too.

(A moment.)

Most people don't know that there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don't get too comfortable and fall asleep and miss your life.


A pause.





Scene 6




LIEF: Hmm..?


SOPHIE: Can you tell me what happened..?


LIEF: Didn’t MAX tell you?


SOPHIE: She told me the basic gist. But she didn’t go into details.


A moment.


LIEF: You shouldn’t look so sad.


SOPHIE says nothing. BETH comes in from the back of the room. She watches LIEF quietly.


LIEF: The first time I met her, I was walking through the woods. I’m not going to say that she looked like an angel. Because she didn’t.

He smiles, to himself. BETH smiles as well.

She looked real. And to me that was better. I saw her, and thought how beautiful she was, and asked her if I could kiss her. And she said yes. So I kissed her.


LIEF goes silent.


SOPHIE: I remember the night I met you both.

LIEF looks up.

You were together, at MAX’s, and I came in. She introduced us, and I remember thinking how beautiful she was. Even though her hair was in dreadlocks –


LIEF: – She had the most beautiful face. (A pause.) I loved her so easily. She was a goddess. A flower goddess. An earth goddess.

He smiles at her.

She loved trees. Loved listening to them, and standing next to them, with her arms out, face turned upwards, and her eyes shut.


As LIEF talks about the trees, BETH runs to the front of the audience, as close as she can to the stage, smiling.


SOPHIE: (Gently.) You really loved her.


LIEF: We called ourselves star-crossed lovers. From the beginning. Do you know what that phrase is from? Romeo and Juliet. A pair of star crossed lovers. Right from the beginning. I feel like that should have been some sort of hint. Some kind of twisted foreshadowing. Do you know what Romeo and Juliet do? They both die. And I wanted her forever.

SOPHIE: Was she depressed?

LIEF: She was happy. I know she was. She had hard days, and days where she cried, but she was happy. We were happy. And then she went to Toronto for Christmas with her family.


At this point, BETH moves center stage, and sits cross-legged on the floor, her chin raised as though there is sun on her face.


LIEF: There was this guy.


BETH: His name was ROMAN.


LIEF: There was just, something – off about him. Something not right, you know? As far as I could tell, they were good friends. At least, they had been when she lived there. I never even heard of him before it all happened. The police went to his house first. We still don’t know why.


BETH: Fifteen minutes.


LIEF: Her brother said that she just wanted to go out for a walk with her dog to cool off. She’d been arguing with her mom – just another little argument – and needed some air. It was late. Just before midnight.

(A pause.)

I know she was happy. I know she was. She had hard days, but I guess this day was harder than the rest…


Lights fade on LIEF and SOPHIE, but they are still illuminated so you can see LIEF “telling his story.” A spotlight illuminates BETH where she sits.


BETH: I thought it would be colder outside. It was warm, for December, but still, very few people. A homeless man, pushing a shopping cart. A young couple holding hands in the snow and laughing. And me. Walking quietly down the street with my dog’s leash in hand. The trees are canopied, shivering, over my head and the snow crunches loud beneath my feet. They are cold, but I am warm.

The snow is loud, it crunches beneath my feet and radiates up through the bones in my legs to my lungs, and I feel the vibrations shake me, through my heart, through my entire body. It isn’t loud enough to drown out my thoughts, my worries, my angers and disappointments. It’s just enough to distract as long as I need it to. The terminal isn’t far.

Funny, isn’t it, that the word terminal comes from a latin word that means the end.

I try to take my focus out of my thoughts and listen to the trees instead. Their whispers are sad, or perhaps it is just how I’m hearing them, so I continue to walk. The lights of the terminal grow closer, and before I know it I’m climbing the stairs up onto the platform. There’s a moment of silence, of me standing still and quiet, and then I hear it. The train in the distance, moving towards me. I let the leash fall from my fingers, and step towards the edge. I take a breath and –


BLACKOUT. There is the sound of a train rushing by and screeching to a stop. Silence. The lights come up on LIEF and SOPHIE once more. BETH is gone. LIEF is crying.


LIEF: It was just before midnight when she left. And just after midnight when the cops came to the door. Fifteen minutes. And she didn’t come back.

LIEF takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

I told my dad and my mom and my brother not to call me. Not to talk to me or message me or anything, no matter what. To leave me alone. If I needed them, I would call them. But to just respect me, and please not call me. I needed my space. I needed to disappear and just be alone. My dad called me to see if I was okay. Even though I asked him not to, he still called me. And then a few days later, my mom called me to see if I was okay. The only person that respected me enough to not call me was my brother. He didn’t call me for months. And then two weeks ago, when I was in Toronto, I found myself there. Sitting on a bench at that train station, and I called my brother. And he answered.

There is a moment. LIEF, silent, struggles back tears, holding his lips tightly together. He is shaking. He takes a deep breath.

He answered, and I couldn’t do anything but cry and ask him why. Why? Didn’t she know that I love her? Didn’t she know that I need her? Do you know she didn’t even call me? I told her I would always be there for her.

There is silence, and SOPHIE reaches over to LIEF. He lets her pull him close to her, and she holds him, wiping away her own tears. After a moment, he speaks.

I still think something happened. With that guy she knew, you know? They went to that guy ROMAN’s house before even coming to her family’s. It’s just not right. And there’s no way now for us to know.


SOPHIE: Are you going to be alright?


LIEF: There’s nothing to do but be okay. It’s still hard. I find myself missing her every day, and sometimes I feel like she’s watching me and smiling. But I can’t kid myself into thinking that she’d be okay with me sitting here. There’s a difference, you know, between going on, and living. And she’d want me to live. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do.


SOPHIE: What do you mean?


LIEF: I’m going skydiving.

LIEF grins. You can tell that he is serious.


SOPHIE: (Laughs.) You’re crazy.


LIEF: No way! I’ve always wanted to, so now I will.


SOPHIE: I couldn’t handle that. I don’t do heights.


LIEF: I DO everything.


LIEF wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. SOPHIE laughs. The door opens, and an obnoxious greeting is called by MAX as she comes into the room.


MAX: Honey! I’m ho-ome!


MAX enters the living room and deposits her keys on the desk. She dumps her bag on the floor, and turns around to face the futon. She has a case of LUCKY beer in her other hand.


MAX: Oh hey, Sophie! I didn’t think you’d be here.


SOPHIE: Yeah, just hanging out.


SOPHIE and LIEF smile at eachother.


MAX: That’s cool.

She goes into the kitchen.

Who wants a beer?




MAX returns with three beers and hands two of them to SOPHIE and LIEF. They all open them. MAX sits between them, and puts her feet on the table. She looks at both of them.


MAX: Party tonight?


SOPHIE and LIEF: Party tonight!


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