THE B'ARKIES
The B'Arkies is a one-act, ten minute play; an Amélie-type tale about a young autistic man who changes the lives of those around him with his potentially-delusional stories of a secret conspiracy of time travelers, and a young homeless woman with Tourette's syndrome.
Cast of Characters
DUNCAN WHEELER - Lonely, autistic man in his early twenties, one day of bad luck from being homeless, whose brain thinks far faster than he can express himself, speaks in a staccato nasal tone, has difficulty recognizing people outside of himself.
ZOE MADISON - Paranoid, depressed woman in her early twenties with mild Tourette’s, stressed after a botched robbery. Her thoughts become clouded with the people with which she interacts.
Props
Pillowcase
Pair of bronzed baby shoes
Cell phone
Large pen
Several dollar bills
Subway pass
PLACE
A loading dock in Harvard Square
TIME
Summer, early morning, long before dawn
ACT I
Scene 1
Setting: A loading dock at night. Lights are low. (1), (2)
At Rise: DUNCAN sits on the ground, stage left. He is absorbed into playing Solitaire on his cell phone. An audio recording of city street ambience plays in theater, with a collage of street voices (MP3) – snippets of other people’s conversations. A MAN says "I’ll swing by on my way home." A WOMAN says, "But he was saying no. Couldn’t be bothered." A MAN says, "Daniel!" A MAN says, "Very rare, I know." A WOMAN says, "Place closed last fall off the Kendall Line. Those are all near." Ambient street voices fade.
ZOE enters, right, swinging her pillowcase with her bronzed baby shoes inside. She is agitated, and stares at the ground, while the street voices repeat inside her head. She notices Duncan but does not care. She paces a few feet from him.
ZOE
(Spoken quickly, expunging them from her head)
Swings by. Saying no. Bothered. Daniel! Rare. Closed. Kendall. All near.
(ZOE is relieved, and stops pacing.)
DUNCAN
(Brief pause. Repeating her, as if the words were in his head. He does not recognize she exists.)
Swings by no bothered. Daniel rare. Kendall near.
ZOE
What the fuck is your problem?
DUNCAN
(Looks up at her, realizes she exists. Chews lip.)
Nothing. Nothing. I’m not. I’m playing Solitaire.
ZOE
So knock it off.
DUNCAN (averting eyes)
I am. I’m sorry.
ZOE
For what?
DUNCAN
I don’t know.
ZOE
(realizing he is not a threat)
Jesus. Who are you?
DUNCAN
Duncan.
ZOE
Are you sleeping here tonight?
DUNCAN
Naw. I sublet a couch. From this girl.
ZOE
Uh huh.
DUNCAN
She’s having sex on it right now.
ZOE
By herself?
DUNCAN
Nah. There’s a guy too.
ZOE
So you don’t mind if I crash here?
DUNCAN
Nah.
ZOE
(Sits)
Hey, you hang out with William? The big guy? Beard? Walks around Harvard Square in chainmail with a sword?
DUNCAN
A claymore. He owes me twenty dollars.
ZOE
Have you seen him today?
DUNCAN
Nah.
ZOE
Fuck. I called him.
DUNCAN
He’s in trouble. He ruined his chainmail in the dishwasher.
ZOE
So he’s busy all night.
DUNCAN
Does he owe you money too?
ZOE
How much you got?
DUNCAN
Fuck you.
ZOE
Check this out.
(Takes out bronzed baby shoes from her pillowcase.)
DUNCAN
Okay.
ZOE
They’re solid gold.
DUNCAN
Nuh uh.
ZOE
Yeah they are. I’m not stupid, you know? Look at the back of the left one, where I poked the hole. There’s no shoe inside. Take it.
(DUNCAN takes the bronzed baby shoes with a loose grip.)
ZOE
Be careful.
DUNCAN
I will.
ZOE
But you see? It’s gold made to look like bronze shoes.
DUNCAN
Kinda. How do they get it in this shape?
ZOE
Like rings. In a mold.
DUNCAN
Nah. Maybe they dipped the shoes in gold and the shoes burned away and this was left.
ZOE
So what do you think it’s worth?
DUNCAN
I think I see a shoe in it.
ZOE
(Tries to take it back, DUNCAN hangs onto it.)
Fuck you. Let it go.
DUNCAN
Grab it better.
ZOE
Give it.
DUNCAN
Grab it better!
ZOE
(Yanks it from his hands)
What the fuck?
DUNCAN
You had to grab it better because you didn’t have it better and it was going to fall and it was going to be my fault.
ZOE
(Examines baby shoes for damage)
Okay. Don’t tell anyone about it.
DUNCAN
Yeah. You think William will buy it?
ZOE
He knows someone with a kiln. They can melt it. And I’ll sell it.
DUNCAN
Melting and selling. Smelting. Hey, do you really want me to make it gold?
ZOE
Would you shut up?
DUNCAN
But the B’Arkies can do it.
ZOE
Where are they?
DUNCAN
I don’t know. But they owe me a favor.
ZOE
Who are they?
DUNCAN
The B’Arkies came here to put a bomb in the Big Dig. But it’s not going to hurt anybody. They need a distraction so they can put the sarcophagus in one of the glory holes so it’ll last a thousand years.
(ZOE stares at him.)
They used do to experiments on me.
ZOE
Oh.
DUNCAN
They gave me a pen and I can use it to zap myself and I can make myself do anything. I once used it to jump up a fire escape because this lady had made the best bread in the world and she wouldn’t give me any but I got some. It won’t work on you though.
ZOE
Just you.
DUNCAN
Yeah. B’Arkies can do anything. They can replace every atom in your shoes until they’re gold.
ZOE
Why?
DUNCAN
They owe me. And they gotta pay it. That’s how it is.
ZOE
That’s bullshit. You know that’s bullshit, right? You don’t know any terrorists.
DUNCAN
Time travelers.
ZOE
Forget it.
DUNCAN
(desperate)
I know you say that. But you see, Dunkin Donuts should taste the same everywhere because they’re from the same plant. But they don’t. When I take the bus to Salem, the donuts there taste like taste. Not like here. It sounds bullshit but it’s not. The B’Arkies aren’t bullshit.
ZOE
Because donuts taste better in Salem.
DUNCAN
Everything. The air’s better. The fruit’s not brown.
ZOE
So go live there.
DUNCAN
Nah. Work’s here. My couch’s here. The B’Arkies are here.
ZOE
Yeah. I’m going to crash for a bit, okay?
DUNCAN
Okay. You want me to watch the shoes?
ZOE
No. Just do anything else.
DUNCAN
I could go to William’s house to see if he’s in.
ZOE
That sounds great. And if he’s not there, you should wait for him.
DUNCAN
I’m gonna. I’ll send him here when I see him.
ZOE
You are wonderful. Just go.
(DUNCAN walks off, left. ZOE curls up around her pack and sleeps on the ground. A recording of a clock ticking plays (MP3). DUNCAN returns, approaching her from left.)
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