Nikolay Lakutin
Suicide or DAY FOR MARRIAGE. Play for 2 people
Lida takes out her mobile phone and looks at the time.
LIDA: less than an hour Left. But what it will solve…
Puts the phone away. Cautiously, he glances at Grisha in fits and starts.
Grisha thoroughly thinks about something, gets up, moves away from Lida, goes to the Bush, pulls out a blade of grass, weaves it into a ring. Carefully glances at Lida in snatches, Lida turns sharply, as if she wasn't looking at what Grisha is doing there.
Grisha is coming to the Lido on the back.
GRISHA: In the end, we will always have time to get a divorce.
He sits down on one knee, and Lida turns at his words. Grisha holds out a ring made of grass.
GRISHA (in all seriousness): Marry me!
The "X" Moment. A quivering moment, a look of anticipation from Lida.
LIDA: What else?
GREGORY (angrily): What do you mean?"
LIDA: what do you Take me for? Marrying the first person you meet is the height of imprudence! I'm not like that.
Grisha gets up from his knee, indignantly squeezes his homemade ring and throws it far away.
GRISHA (indignantly): So! Citizen! Are you going to hang yourself in the end, or should I help you? The queue is already rampant! You're holding me up for nothing!
LIDA: I have almost an hour to spare, if anything. So that… if there are people in the queue who are suffering very much, then I am ready to let myself go ahead. Please, you're welcome. At the same time, I will see from the outside how it all happens. The nuances are there, fluttering… what else is there? That I, however, have no training, no experience… The first pancake is always a lump, so please…
Lida makes a compliant gesture to Grisha, letting him pass.
GRISHA (relieved): Well, finally.
Grisha takes his rope and walks busily to the branch. Quickly throws the rope, it remains for a small matter. Lida watches all this with a strange expression on her face.
LIDA: Aah… I got it! You did all this on purpose to beat me to the finish line!
Lida takes off and runs to kick the door.
Music!
There is a small skirmish, jostling, gesticulation, and struggle.
As a result, both characters fall next to each other, exhausted, panting, looking at each other with a share of resentment.
The music stops.
GRISHA: Taak…, well. So neither yourself nor people? Well, well… That's what you are. (Viewer) I was going to marry her. Thank God, life took me away. But something would…
LIDA (interrupting, furious): What would it be? What would it be? As if you were serious about marrying me! Yes, I immediately realized that you are just out of pity to distract attention. I would have agreed, I would have run home happy, and you would have taken a place on the branch! Oh, these men. They don't shy away from anything Holy, just to get their way. And here, by the way, feelings! And you can't play with it! Understand?
GREGORY (shouting): And you don't take me "on the line", do you Understand? What do you mean, understand?
LIDA (furiously): I don't understand!
GRISHA (shouts): What don't you understand?
LIDA (furiously): I understand everything!
GRISHA (shouts): If you understood, you'd be married by now, you fool!
LIDA (furiously): For whom, idiot?
GRISHA (shouts): Follow me, you idiot!
LIDA (furiously): It wasn't serious! You cheated!
GRISHA (shouts): It was serious! I liked you, and I made a decision! And you vyezhivatsya start! And I sit here unmarried, or rather just stay single!
Lida thinks about it.
A pause in the exchange.
LIDA (measured): Well … married or unmarried, and we still hang side by side, so… I can say I didn't lose anything. He's so impulsive, you can't say the word.
GRISHA (measured): And you have to think what word to say!
LIDA (measured): It is necessary, I do not argue, but how can I think…
GRISHA (understandingly): Well, Yes…
Pause. Glance.
LIDA (with interest): So that… are you serious?
GRISHA: What?
LIDA (with interest): Well… what about me?
Grisha sighs languidly…
GRISHA: of course, seriously. Is this a joke?
Lida smiles shyly.
LIDA (with interest): So you… really liked me?
GRISHA (to himself): yeah.
LIDA (with interest): And you are willing to marry me not out of pity, but out of your heart?
Grisha pauses.
Lida insinuates her gaze into his face.
GRISHA (to himself): yeah.
LIDA (with interest): Ah that you all uh-huh Yes uh-huh. It's like I'm forcing you.
GRISHA: So differently I have already declared my feelings, you have dismissed them!
LIDA (excitedly): Yes, I didn't dismiss my feelings, I thought that…
Lida stops abruptly, takes a deep breath, and smiles affectionately at Grisha.
LIDA (softly): I really liked you, too. Very, very. Truth.
Grisha moves away from resentment. She smiles modestly.
GRISHA: Go on…
LIDA (excitedly): Well… I don't know what to say in such cases. Can you imagine? This is the first time I've said this in thirty-five years. Tell me… and they didn't say that, but I did… This is my first time.
GRISHA: How does it feel?
LIDA: Yes, as if scalded with boiling water. But not now, but literally that's it. And… I don't feel pain, but I feel like it becomes dramatically easier… Right othodnyak be blessed… Right good…
Grisha smiles, he understands Lida.
GRISHA: I first confessed my feelings in high school. She was the best student in the class and knew her own worth. Well, I wasn't very good at knowledge, but I wasn't a two-biter either… So, in the middle kept…
LIDA (interrupts): Grisha, Grisha! Wait, wait! I understand everything, let's make sure you tell us about it, but only maybe later. And that time is mercilessly running out. The hour is inexorably passing. And this may not happen later. I may be a girl, but I've always kept my word. Let's spend the rest of our time on… You and me. I'm sorry, I may have been rude, but understand me…
GRISHA: Yes, you are right. How much time do we have there?
Lida watches the time on her phone.
LIDA (excitedly): Twenty minutes.
GRISHA (to himself): yeah.
Lida looks hopefully at Grisha, but he is silent.
Soft sad music is playing.
Lida looks down, moves away, and sits down with her back to Grisha.
Grisha thinks. She puts her hands together, interlocking her fingers, and touches her lips. Lida puts her hand on her arm, like a schoolgirl at a Desk, her hands in her lap. He puts his head in his hands. He doesn't know what's going on behind his back.
