Date Night.

Challenge: Write a play about dates.

ACT I – SCENE 1

JAMES IN A LOUNGE, CHARLOTTE AUDIBLE BUT IN BEDROOM  OFF STAGE.
James: Charlotte, ready to go?
Charlotte: Yes, I will be.
James: So… no? (pause) I’ll have a drink don’t worry. It’s fine. No rush.
Charlotte: You sort yourself, don’t worry about me.
James: That’s what I… (pause) Did you want a drink?
Charlotte: No it’s fine, I don’t want a drink.
James: Ok. (pause) Taxi’s in 10.

JAMES GETS A BEER. OPENS THE BEER AND STARTS DRINKING. SITS IN THE CHAIR. STANDS UP PACES A LITTLE. REPEATS WHILST CHECKING PHONE AND WATCH A FEW TIMES.

James: Charlotte, ready hun? He’ll be here any minute.
Charlotte: Don’t rush me.
James: No, no rush, just… letting you know.
Charlotte: Good. You try having kids and then looking good in your clothes!
James: You look great.
Charlotte: You’re not even in the room!
James: No, but you always look great. I’m sure whatever youare wearing looks lovely.
Charlotte: Lovely, thanks for that. I’ll just wear my underwear shall I?
James: Sounds good to me love. Let’s go!
Charlotte: Shut up. Not helping. Check the babysitter knows about the food in the fridge.
James: Yes, I’ve told her.
Charlotte: Ok, then just the shut up part. I can’t get ready with you in the background nattering away.
James: Ok, ok. Sorry.

JAMES RETURNS TO PACING AROUND. CLEARLY GETTING STRESSED ABOUT THE IMMINENT TAXI. GETS TEXT MESSAGE FROM THE TAXI.

James: Taxi’s here!
Charlotte: Well he’ll have to wait.
James: But….
Charlotte: He’s early.
James: He’s not early. He said he’s been waiting outside for 5 minutes.
Charlotte: You always do this!
James: Do what?
Charlotte: Order a taxi before I’m ready.
James: It’s Saturday night, you can’t just call a taxi. Table is booked for 10 minutes time. I did say.
Charlotte: Tell him to wait.
James: He’s been waiting.
Charlotte: Shhh.

JAMES GETS HIS PHONE OUT AND CALLS TAXI.

James: Steve. I’ll be 5. Sorry mate.
Steve: Fine. I’m here.
James: Ok. sorry. I’ll be quick.
HANGS UP.
James: He’s waiting. But we need to leave.
Charlotte: Fine, guess you get your wish!
James: Errmmm. Ok? What?
CHARLOTTE APPEARS IN HER UNDERWEAR.
James: I don’t know…
Charlotte: Yes?
James: We’re going for dinner. It’s not a strip club! Please just choose something. I don’t care..
Charlotte: Well if you don’t care…
James: Ahhhhh! Seriously!! You know what, it’s fine. Let me put the babysitter in the taxi. We can get a takeaway. You can just stay as you are.

CHARLOTTE WALKS BACK INTO THE BEDROOM WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING. DAVE ORGANISES WITH THE BABYSITTER AND THE TAXI DRIVER. THEN CALLS THE RESTAURANT VERY APOLOGETIC ABOUT CANCELLING.

James: Ok all sorted., so what do you want eat then?

CHARLOTTE APPEARS BACK IN THE ROOM, DRESSED TO IMPRESS.

Charlotte: Italian. That’s what we booked right?
James: Yeah. Before I cancelled it…
Charlotte: What are you talking about. Let’s get in the taxi. I’m ready, let’s go.
James: I cancelled it.
Charlotte: What? What are you talking about?

JAMES PUTS HIS HEAD IN HIS HANDS. SIGHS LOUDLY.

BLACK OUT.

CURTAIN.

2 Replies to “Date Night.”

  1. Love “Date Night”.
    A succinct distillation of married life

    Like

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