Tag: Family
MALDIK: You … you just love seeing me … fail. You’d … just … Gah! No one ever really gives shit for a shoenail about me, they never did. They … they just push me around, they tell me what to do, how to live, how to act, what to say, who I’m gonna marry … everything. And then … and … you just - you always have to be a bitch! Every time - every time! And when I’m dead you’ll … you’ll just say “I told you so” in some nasty way that … that … what the fuck, Mother.
YANORA: (sigh) Yes. Yes, I can readily understand how I give that impression. Would you … like to hear what I can say about it, or is this just you venting at me about what an awful person I am? Because I could just sit here and take the abuse wordlessy for awhile, as a treat for you. I didn’t give you anything for your birthday this year, after all.
MALDIK: What can you say? What can you say about yourself, what lies are you going to tell me? That you love me? That’s a lot of balls. You’re cold as … as … as the coldest cold thing anyone ever heard of in the history of … cold things.
PAUSE
MALDIK: Well?!
YANORA: So you do want me to say something?
MALDIK: Yes! No - I … Fuck it, I don’t care. Let’s hear some of your horseshit, why not.
BETHELA: Your Grace - someone coming.
YANORA: Must go now. Lovely chatting. Tat-ta!
YANORA: Good evening, dear. Come to stick pins in Mother again?
MALDIK: Get me a drink.
BETHELA: Yes, your Highness.
YANORA: Yes, Bethela, I’ll have one, too. Forgive me, Maldik, you’ve caught us a bit unprepared for company this evening, else I’d offer you something better than the dreadful wine they serve in this place. I’ve complained to the innkeeper, but nothing is ever done about it.
PAUSE
YANORA: Not in a talkative mood, tonight, lamb?
MALDIK: You’re … you’re just loving it, aren’t you?
YANORA: You’ll have to be a bit more specific, darling.
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MALDIK: ...
MALDIK: ...
MALDIK: Hmmm...
MALDIK: Let me in.
TULA: Mother.
IPOLA: Tula.
IPOLA: So - what …?
TULA: I think that they’re voting now.
IPOLA: Did they ask you to leave, as well?
TULA: No. But Zona and I decided it would be best not to even appear to try to influence things.
IPOLA: Mentl?
TULA: He went off with Zona. I think they’re just taking a walk.
TULA: Or something.
IPOLA: Ah.
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IPOLA: For anything else, for anyone else it wouldn’t be, Zonn, but this is you, this is me, this is for the world. Not an exaggeration! The world! It is that simple, dammit - I need to know!
ZONN: And you can’t give me one day?
IPOLA: How many days does Erogenia have? I left in the middle of a crisis …
ZONN: All I’m saying is don’t pressure me like this. Or I swear it’ll be like Mimos all over again!
IPOLA: Oh - so!
ZONN: Yes!
IPOLA: Now you bring that up? Now?! Have you been storing that hurt up for twenty-five years just to throw it in my face again? We weren’t any kind of a chain, Zonn! And you refused to wear one, so -
ZONN: I refused? You refused to have any chain but your goddam crown! It still hurt!
IPOLA: And what you did hurt me twice as much! Don’t you blame me for your sexual impulses!
ZONN: I’m not blaming you for that - but it just seems as soon as I find a little peace ...
IPOLA: Don’t you DARE turn your back on me --
ZONN: Hey - this is my tribe, not yours! Not yet, anyway!.
IPOLA: Oo! You -- you --
MENTL: We’re not … gonna ever fight like that - are we?
ZONA: Depends. Are you planning to disappear for twenty-five years ?
MENTL: No, ma’am.
ZONA: Good. Six months without you was hard enough.
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ZONA: When the time came, Kevin had me put my good foot in his hands and just “whoosh!” sent all three of us flying into the hole in the worlds!
KID1: Wow! He must be strong!
MENTL: Oh yeah. He’s … legendary in my world.
KID2: Is he as strong as Zonn?
KID1: NO-body is as strong as Zonn!
MENTL: Well, I don’t know, but he’s probably the strongest man in my world. If “man” even applies to him.
KID3: Who would win in a fight? If Zonn and him had a fight?
ZONA: Oh - I don’t …
KID2: Zonn can beat anybody!
KID3: He can lift anything! He kills the big monsters with his bare hands and stuff!
MENTL: Aren’t you forgetting something?
KID3: What?
MENTL: Well … what would they be fighting about? Zonn’s a really good guy, and so’s Kevin. I think they wouldn’t fight each other. I think they’d probably team up.
KID3: Ohh … yeah.
ZONA: I don’t know how it goes here yet, but back home we sometimes have contests and we fight for fun. But Kevin’s not an Erogenian - he’s a different sort of person. I saw him stop a fight and make it all right with everybody just by talking and calming people down. I think that shows a lot of strength, too. A different kind of strength. I think he would rather not fight at all if you gave him a choice. I think Zonn - well from what I’ve seen my father is kind of like that now, as well. He’s ...
IPOLA: “Hectoring?” Where did you even learn that word? You mean “nagging” don’t you?
ZONN: No, no, I don’t. Besides, I know you don’t like me to say the “N” word unless I’m talking about horses. But it’s just not that simple, Ipola!
IPOLA: You don’t think it’s a good idea?
ZONN: Wha - no, it’s just …
IPOLA: Undignified? I would hate to embarrass myself …
ZONN: No, no! Not that … I mean … do you … dance First Dance a lot ... these days?
IPOLA:. Well, it has been awhile - I may not do as well as these young folk here, but perhaps someone will find me interesting enough to dance with …
MENTL: This oughta be good …
JEEVIK: (hands him a drum) Here you are, Lord.
ZONN: Huh?
JEEVIK: Forgive the presumption, lord, I had assumed you wouldn’t want someone else to “get” her.
IPOLA: As I stand in the presence of the gods and all these witnesses I, Ipola queen of the Moon Tribe and liege lady of all Erogenia, accept and embrace you, Michael Levy, known also as Mentl, beloved and silver-bonded of Zona Zonn-Ipola, as my son, as Erogenian and part of the Tribe Of The Moon. You are no longer an outsider, but one of us. Your blood is our blood. Your life is our life Your cha is our cha. We live and die with you as family.
ZONN: And I, Zonn, lord of the Sun Tribe, accept and embrace you, Michael Levy, known also as Mentl, beloved and silver-bonded of Zona Zonn-Ipola, as my son and as part of the Tribe Of The Sun. You are one of us. Your blood is our blood. Your life is our life. Your cha is our cha. We live and die with you as family.
IPOLA: There, Mentl. That was the most pleasant balancing of the cha I have done in some time.
MENTL: Thanks … thanks, I … this is really … means a lot. Thanks.
ZONA: Thank you, Mother. Father.
IPOLA: You’re very, very welcome. Now - someone said something about a feast?
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IPOLA: So - hello, Mentl.
MENTL: Ma’am. Uhh … your Majesty. Ma’am. (oy)
IPOLA: You did it.
TULA: Yes.
IPOLA: Of course you did. And so much more. I could not be more proud of you right now, Tula.
TULA: A lot more was at work than just us.
IPOLA: It always is. I’m still proud of you. Both of you. My girls!
IPOLA: (To Mentl) And you.
MENTL: Your Majesty.
IPOLA: I need to balance a few things between us.
MENTL: Wha - no ma’am, you didn’t do anything …
IPOLA: I know what I did and what I didn’t do, Mentl. I also know what I bear responsibility for.
MENTL: You were just trying to look out for your people. I … freaked out. That’s on me, not you.
IPOLA: Yes it is, but not completely. I was afraid. I acted and spoke out of fear and I passed that fear on to you when there wasn’t anything to gain by it. To act out of fear alone is always an offense to the cha, no matter the cause. There are always consequences. And I owe you for my part in it.
MENTL: So - what do we do?
IPOLA: It can be very simple. Ask any honorable thing of me, and if it’s within my power I will grant it.
MENTL: Wow … well, I don’t need … I mean, you don’t have to. You -
ZONA: Yes, she does.
TULA: Yes. She does.
MENTL: Oh. Umm …
MENTL: Well, you know, now I think of it, yeah. There is something.
JEEVIK: The climate here is a trifle warm for such a cloak, your Majesty, May I ?
IPOLA: You may, thank you, and these as well.
JEEVIK: Very good, Majesty.
IPOLA: Hm. Have we ever met before?
JEEVIK: The possibility is an extremely remote one, your Majesty.
IPOLA: Zona ...
ZONA: Mother ...
IPOLA: Oh ... you’ve been through so much. My baby ...
ZONA: Mother! I'm so sorry! Cha na amanh ...
IPOLA: Me too, my child. Cha na amanh.
ZONA: I ... I said awful things ...
IPOLA: Some of them were well deserved. But it’s balanced, now. At least for me.
ZONA: We just need to go home now and it will be.