hes heard stick to the script
before
but he preferred acts that are extemporised improvised thought of scripts as that thing which happens between point A and
B a direction a direct line between them
because of it
off script
B is still arrived it
case in point
he was doing a reading with a
young woman who kept improvisinghe could keep up was a fascinating volley as
they rolled he wished it had been recorded they created side stories stubs which would have been remarkable to elaborate develop
killed him to interrupt
Listen I cant tell you how much Im enjoying you
enjoying this interpla . .
.
. But stick to the script as is. Correct?
Yes but only because its what I do
she pursed her lips
You don’t
strike me as someone who follows orders. If you did you wouldn’t have been as
game as me to elaborate . create . . be mischievous.
Well we were playing off one another so well Im so delighted Were simpatico
We really are.
And since we are . . . are
you willing to take a risk to understand why I can’tI really can’t . . stick to
the script?
I am curious
Are you brave?
I don fear I don know if tha qualifies as brave
But surewha the hell Im brave
I thought you might be.
When
I go off script it’s because, within, my creativity demands it anif I deny it it’s tantamount to lying.
Lying
Pinocchio style.
Pinocchio
Yes.
You trust me.
I trust you as much as this brief
time interlude has allowed
You don’t strike me as faint of
heart.
No
Go with the flow?
As our improv proved
they were sitting on an upscale velour
couch
she ran her hand over it the seat cushion
I trust you.
You won’t be inappropriate.
Only when asked he chuckled
If Im inappropriate my
mother materialises asks me what the hell Im thinkingwho raised me an drives
home the point with a crack across the back of my skull
I am not
I like your mother.
Don count your chickens before
theyve hatch
she laughed musical didnt cover her mouth that attracted
him terribly
You’re funny.
Shes all business Pleasure only lumbers in when all work is complete
Great segue.
Let’s get to work. I promise
I’ll follow the script . despite.
she stood
he thought Despite
she began disrobing it wasnt a strip
she had a marvelous
body though he was aware
she was unashamed
she sat beside him again
their knees touched
Okay. she
said looking him in the eyes Let’s begin
again.
they volleyed their lines
and
then in the exact same place they went off script earlier she stayed true
line after line
and then she began to weep
the script wasnt sad frankly upbeat
and then extraordinarily she began to grow and grow proportionally
she said Pinocchio
it was her speech
she kept growing
he dropped his line
she picked it up to be able to continue
hers
she kept growing
wept
when they concluded
his
knee
rested against
her lower calf
tears wetted her cheeks
throat chest
he played in lakes with colourful
beachballs
he wasnt
going to be inappropriate
not that he wasnt tempted
How tall are you
she stood had to stoop a bit placed her chin to her
chest
A bit over nine feet.
Annow wha
she sat beside him again
he stood went to the coat tree beside the door fetched
his camel Chesterfield and covered her
she whispered Quite
the gentleman.
I want my Maw to stay right where
she is
AMish, reggaefriday,
1 11. 24
1106, reggaefriday
Art Shaw Begin the Beguine https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TK2mhzXf9AA
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