PLAYHOUSE OF THE DAMNED
"A
Lady Of The Night"
by Richard Nathan
The spotlight is up on GUS while the set for the next story is prepared. The one takes place in a tawdry little hotel room in a big city. The only major piece of furniture required is a rumbled bed.
GUS
You
know, money can't buy love. On
the
other hand, love can't buy you a ticket to
"The Playhouse Of The
Damned." Our next
story is
about a man in search of love, and
what happens when the girl of his dreams
turns out to be the girl of his screams.
It's
called "A Lady Of The Night."
Gus
exits and the spotlight goes out. The
lights come up on the hotel room. Enter
LAMIA followed by the man she has just picked up in a bar, HERMAN.
Lamia is very sensual, in a deranged sort of way.
Herman is a nerd.
LAMIA
I'm
sorry my lodgings aren't more elegant.
It's
just a place to hang my hat, or it would
be if I had a hat.
But I won't be staying here
long. I move around a lot. I
have to. The
police are so
small-minded.
HERMAN
It's
not so bad.
LAMIA
Don't
lie to me. Would you like a
drink?
HERMAN
No,
thank you. I already had more
than
I'm used to at the bar. But
you go right
ahead.
LAMIA
I'll
let you in on a little secret. I
never
drink anything alcoholic. That's
not why
I go to bars.
Lamia
sits on the edge of the bed and makes eyes at Herman.
LAMIA
What's
your name?
HERMAN
Herman.
What's yours?
LAMIA
Lamia.
Now, why don't we get better
acquainted. Come, sit beside me. I'm
not
going to hurt you. Not unless
you want me
to.
Herman
shyly keeps his distance.
HERMAN
Lamia.
That's an unusual name.
LAMIA
It's
from a poem by John Keats. Lamia
took
the form of a woman, but she was really a
serpent.
As
Lamia quotes from the poem, she slithers over to Herman.
LAMIA
"Her
head was a serpent, but ah, bitter sweet.
She had a woman's mouth with all its pearls
complete:
And for her eyes – what could
such eyes do there, but weep, and weep,
that they were born so fair." I
don't know
why I was given that name. You
don't think
I'm a serpent, do you?
HERMAN
Why
did you invite me to come up here?
LAMIA
Because
I like you.
HERMAN
You
don't expect me to believe that, do you?
LAMIA
I
never lie, Herman.
HERMAN
But
women don't like me! They don't.
I
don't know why. There must be something
wrong with me.
LAMIA
There's
nothing wrong with you. Nothing a
little time with me won't cure.
HERMAN
What
do you mean?
LAMIA
You're
innocent, Herman. Most women
don't like that, but I'm very attracted to innocence.
I like to corrupt it.
HERMAN
Is
that all you want from me? My
innocence.
LAMIA
Well,
that and maybe one other little thing.
HERMAN
What's
that?
LAMIA
Your
blood. I need your blood, Herman.
I'm a vampire.
HERMAN
Okay,
I'm going home now.
He
heads for the door.
LAMIA
Stop!
Herman
stops, but looks away from her.
HERMAN
If
you decided you didn't like me, you could have just said so.
You didn't have to make fun of me.
LAMIA
I'm
not making fun. I really am a
vampire. I survive by drinking
human blood. Really.
HERMAN
I
just remembered. I have to get up
very early tomorrow morning....
LAMIA
Don't
go until you hear what I have to say. It
won't take long. Will you trust
me?
HERMAN
I
have a hard time trusting crazy people.
LAMIA
I'm
not crazy. Look at my teeth.
She
shows him her fangs.
HERMAN
Okay,
so you've got a kinky dentist! So
what?
She
goes over to the bed and picks up her purse.
She opens it, and takes out a small mirror, which she hands to Herman.
LAMIA
Look
in this mirror. Try to find my
reflection. You won't be able to,
because vampires don't cast reflections.
Herman
looks in the mirror and tries to find Lamia's reflection.
It isn't there.
HERMAN
How
do you do that?
LAMIA
It's
very simple. First you let a
vampire drink your blood for three nights in a row.
On the third night, you die. Then
the next night you come back as a vampire, and you never cast a reflection
ever again.
HERMAN
This
is a trick mirror, right?
LAMIA
What's
more, you become incredibly sensual. The
opposite sex won't be able to resist you. Think of it Herman. You
can attract any woman you choose.
HERMAN
Any
woman I choose to make love to me?
LAMIA
No,
Herman. Something better than
love.
HERMAN
Better
than love?
LAMIA
More
intimate. More personal.
Why don't you let me show you?
She
takes his face in her hands and looks into his eyes.
HERMAN
Your
skin is cold.
LAMIA
Does
that really matter?
HERMAN
I
don't want to die.
LAMIA
You
don't have to. You won't die
unless you decide to spend three nights with me.
You can let me drink your blood tonight, and if you don't like it, you
don't ever have to come back. It's
your choice.
HERMAN
I
don't have a choice. I've never
had any woman interested in me before.
LAMIA
You
don't ever have to feel that pain ever again.
She
leads him over to her bed and makes him lie down.
HERMAN
Will
it hurt?
LAMIA
Exquisitely.
She
bites him in the neck. As she
sucks his blood, Gus the Ghoul enters. As
he speaks, the lights go down on Herman and Lamia, leaving Gus alone in a
spotlight.
GUS
Poor
Herman. He's really dying to get
a woman interested in him. When
he came to Lamia's room, he had no idea of the kind of necking he was in for.
But Lamia didn't lie to him. In
fact, she was extremely toothful. He
didn't die that night. But he
couldn't help coming back the next night.
Let's see if he can stay away the third night.
The
spotlight goes out as Gus exits. The
lights come up to reveal Lamia alone in her hotel room.
She paces, wondering where Herman is.
Then, after a moment, Herman comes in- but he's changed.
He's lost the nerdiness, and replaced it with a confidence that's very
attractive.
LAMIA
You're
late this evening.
HERMAN
Sorry.
I was attempting to write my will.
But I couldn't think of anyone I wanted to leave anything to.
LAMIA
I
thought maybe you'd decided not to come.
HERMAN
I
considered it, briefly. But I
thought about you, waiting for me, and I didn't want to disappoint you.
LAMIA
Are
you willing to die for me?
HERMAN
No.
Not just you. If it were only you, I might have been able to stay away.
But I thought of all the other women who are going to let me hold them
in my arms. All the women who
will want me.
LAMIA
I
warn you, Herman. This is your
last chance. I'll kill you if you
stay with me tonight.
HERMAN
I
know.
LAMIA
You'll
never see the sun again.
HERMAN
With
all the nights like this before me, how could I possibly miss the sun?
LAMIA
You're
sweet. I'm going to miss you.
HERMAN
Miss
me?
LAMIA
I'm
moving out tonight, as soon as you're dead.
It's best not to stay in one place too long. But you won't want to see me anyway. When you wake up transformed, your thirst for warm blood will
be overpowering.
HERMAN
And
will I have any trouble quenching that thirst.
LAMIA
No
trouble at all. But you know that
already, don't you. You know
you're becoming more attractive. Women
smile at you now, don't they? You
can leave now, live, and those women will still find you attractive.
HERMAN
They
aren't enough. I want all women
to find me attractive. I wish I'd
become a vampire years ago!
LAMIA
Then
come to me! You've kept me
waiting long enough.
She
sits on the edge of the bed and holds out her arms to him.
Herman goes to her and she bites his neck.
The lights fade out, and a spotlight picks up Gus the Ghoul.
GUS
And
so Herman died. But that's not
the end of our story.
We
hear an off-stage voice from behind the door.
VOICE
(off-stage)
Open
up!
There
is a pounding on the door.
GUS
As
I was saying, that's not the end. The
next morning...
Gus is again interrupted by off-stage voices.
VOICE
(off-stage)
The door's locked!
SECOND
VOICE
(off-stage)
Then
break it down!
Gus
exits and the lights come up on the hotel room. Herman lies dead on the bed, his throat a bloody mess.
Three VAMPIRE-HUNTERS break into the room.
One of them carries a black satchel.
FIRST
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
She's
gone! She got away again.
SECOND
VAMPIRE HUNTER
She
left one of her victims!
THIRD
VAMPIRE HUNTER
Looks
like she just killed him.
FIRST
VAMPIRE HUNTER
At
least we're in time to save him from becoming one of them.
The
Third Vampire-Hunter opens the satchel and takes out a wooden stake and a
hammer.
SECOND
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
Do
you think she knew we were coming.
FIRST
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
She
couldn't have.
THIRD
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
This
one doesn't even have fangs yet.
FIRST
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
He'll
grow them tonight, unless we drive that stake through his heart.
THIRD
VAMPIRE-HUNTER.
I'll
never get used to doing this.
FIRST
VAMPIRE-HUNTER
You're
saving him from becoming a monster! Believe
me, if he could talk, he'd thank you.
The
Third Vampire-Hunter places the stake over Herman's heart and prepares to
drive it in. The lights go out,
and in the darkness we hear the HAMMERING.
A spotlight comes up on Gus the Ghoul.
GUS
Oh
dear. It looks like Herman's
going to die of a broken heart. But
he should have known that you're playing for heavy stakes when you love a
vampire. That's because vampires
love in vein!
THE
END
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