CoolCoolCool

COOLCOOLCOOL BY Jeffrey Lo (DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)

29 and 60.

60: What did you say?

29: Huh?

60: You said something to me?

29: Oh. Yeah.

60: What was it?

29: CoolCoolCool.

60: Co-C-C?

29: CoolCoolCool.

60: Cool?

29: CoolCool.

60: Cool. Cool. Cool…?

29: No.

60: No?

29: No.

60: Say it again.

29: CoolCoolCool.

60: Isn’t that what I said?

29: No.

60: No?

29: No.

60: What did I say?

29: Cool. Cool. Cool…?

60: Right.

29: Right?

60: Right… That’s not what you said?

29: No.

60: Again.

29: Cool. Cool. Cool…?

60: Right!

29: Yeah, that’s what you said.

60: AND what YOU said!

29: Oh! No.

60: No?

29: No. I said CoolCoolCool.

60: How is thar different?

29: Listen carefully.

60: Ok…

29: Me. CoolCoolCool.

Pause

29: You. Cool. Cool. Cool…?

Pause

60: Ok…

29: Again?

60: Please.

29: Me. CoolCoolCool.

Pause

29: You. Cool. Cool. Cool…?

Pause.

60: You. CoolCoolCool.

29: Very good!

Pause

60: Me. CoolCoolCool.

29: No.

60: No?

29: You. Cool. Cool. Cool…?

Pause.

60: Me. Cool. Cool. Cool…?

29: Yes!

60: You. CoolCoolCool. Me. Cool. Cool. Cool…?

29: Exactly!

Pause.

60 thinks about this.

60: Oh!!!!!

Blackout.

END OF PLAY.

Yeah, Uh Huh

YEAH, UH HUH BY Jeffrey Lo (DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)

TEENAGE DAUGHTER is in her room, laying in her bed, scrolling through Instagram.

MOM is out in the kitchen.

MOM: Cathy! Are you there?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Yeah.

MOM: Dinner will be ready soon.

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Uh huh.

MOM: Did you hear me?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Yeah.

MOM: Did you answer me?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Uh huh.

MOM: Ok… Um –

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Yeah?

MOM: Can you talk to me?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Uh huh.

MOM: Can you say something more to me?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Yeah.

MOM: So…. will you?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Uh huh.

MOM: Are you kidding me?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER laughs.

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Yeah.

MOM: Seriously?

TEENAGE DAUGHTER: Uh huh.

MOM storms up to TEENAGE DAUGHTER’S room.

MOM: READ A BOOK. GROW YOUR VOCABULARY. PLEASE.

Pause.

TEENAGE: Hi mom.

MOM: Thank you. Jesus.

MOM closes the door.

Blackout.

END OF PLAY.

I Couldn't Think of a Title, So Here We Are

I COULDN’T THINK OF A TITLE, SO HERE WE ARE BY JEFFREY LO
(DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)

LUISA and VICTOR.

VICTOR:I don’t understand.

LUISA: What don’t you understand.

VICTOR: I don’t understand what you think we are.

LUISA: What is there not to understand.

VICTOR: Do you like me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: Do you like being with me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: Do you like –

LUISA: How is this relevant?

VICTOR: Do you like sleeping with me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: SO THEN WHAT ARE WE!?

LUISA: I don’t know.

Pause.

VICTOR: Do you see my confusion?

LUISA: No.

VICTOR: What do you mean, no!?

LUISA: No means no.

VICTOR: ok, don’t put it like that.

LUISA: Like what?

VICTOR: Like I’m trying to force you into –

LUISA: But are you?

VICTOR: I’m not trying to force you into that!

LUISA: But are you trying to force me into… anything?

Pause.

VICTOR:I just don’t understand why you don’t –

LUISA: I like you. I like being around you. I like fucking you. Those are all facts.

VICTOR: So what are we?

LUISA shrugs.

VICTOR: FUCK!

LUISA: Look, no one is making you to stay in this.

VICTOR: I know.

LUISA: If you don’t want to be in this, you don’t have to –

VICTOR: I know I know but…

LUISA: But what?

VICTOR: But I want to be in this…

LUISA: Ok, then.

VICTOR: Do you want to be in this?

LUISA: For the most part, yes.

Pause.

Beat.

VICTOR: But –

LUISA: Victor!

VICTOR: What?

LUISA: Don’t say anything.

VICTOR doesn’t say anything.

Beat.

Lights fade.

END OF PLAY.

I Hate This

I HATE THIS BY JEFFREY LO (DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)

STEPH in a front yard mowing a lawn.

STEPH’s face looks dead.

STEPH continues to mow.

Mow…

Mow…

Mow…

STEPH’s Uncle DOM enters.

DOM looks at STEPH.

DOM looks at STEPH’s dead face.

DOM: Steph.

STEPH: Yeah?

STEPH continues to mow.

STEPH’s face continues to look dead.

DOM: Why does your face look like that?

STEPH: Like what?

STEPH continues to mow.

STEPH’s face continues to look dead.

DOM: Your face looks like it’s dead.

STEPH: Oh…

STEPH continues to mow.

STEPH’s face continues to look dead.

DOM: Why?

Pause.

Pause.

Pause.

STEPH: Because I hate this.

Pause.

DOM: Oh.

DOM exits.

Blackout.

END OF PLAY.

And Again...

AND AGAIN… BY JEFFREY LO (DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)

PERSON:

Admission.

Some things are hard.

Some daysare hard.

Some yearsare hard.

Some… livesare hard…

(Pause)

I’m having a hard time.

Just putting that out there.
Not to make it awkward or anything.

(A smile)

To be honest I usually keep it inside as to notmake it awkward.

For the fear of making it awkward.

And in the end – I feel worse.

I feel terrible.

So now, I am no longer acting out of fear of making things awkward.

Instead I am acting out of fear of feeling like shit.

(Pause)
Pretty logical, don’t you think?

(Beat)

The other day I tried something.

I tried to close my eyes and breath…

Breath in…

Breath out…

Nothing.

Didn’t work.

Bullshit.

Someone gave me that advice.
Bullshit.

Nothing left my body but the air I brought in moments before.

Bullshit.

So now… I’m just sharing.

Over sharing?

Probably?

But what’s over sharing?

This is just me talking to you…

And you…

And you…

And you…

It’s not… social media or anything.

(Lights rise a bit in the house)
Oh… This is a bit awkward.

I’ve made it awkward…

(A smile)

Oh well.

Bye.

(Exits)

END OF PLAY.