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ISBN 978-1-46830-754-2
By Edward Albee
Copyright
Dedication
Act One
Act Two
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For
Ella Winter
and
Donald Ogden Stewart
with love
The first performance of SEASCAPE was presented by Richard Barr, Charles Woodward, and Clinton Wilder on Sunday, January 26, 1975, at the Sam S. Shubert Theatre, New York City.
DEBORAH KERR as NANCY
BARRY NELSON as CHARLIE
FRANK LANGELLA as LESLIE
MAUREEN ANDERMAN as SARAH
Directed by EDWARD ALBEE
Scenery and Lighting by JAMES TILTON
Costumes by FRED VOELPEL
General Manager, MICHAEL KASDAN
Production Stage Manager, MARK WRIGHT
Lincoln Center production at Booth Theatre, 222 West 45th Street, New York City 10/28/05 (preview); 11/21/05–12/31/05.
FRANCES STERNHAGEN as NANCY
GEORGE GRIZZARD as CHARLIE
FREDERICK WELLER as LESLIE
ELIZABETH as SARAH
Written by EDWARD ALBEE
Directed by MARK LAMOS
Scenic Design by MICHAEL YEARGEN
Lighting Design by PETER KACZOROWSKI
Sound Design by AURAL FIXATION
Costumes by FRED VOELPEL
LCT General Manager, ADAM SIEGEL
LCT Production Manager, MICHAEL MCGOFF
The curtain rises. NANCY and CHARLIE on a sand dune. Bright sun. They are dressed informally. There is a blanket and a picnic basket. Lunch is done; NANCY is finishing putting things away. There is a pause and then a jet plane is heard from stage right to stage left—growing, becoming deafeningly loud, diminishing.
NANCY
Such noise they make.
CHARLIE
They’ll crash into the dunes one day. I don’t know what good they do.
NANCY
(Looks toward the ocean; sighs)
Still … Oh, Charlie, it’s so nice! Can’t we stay here forever? Please!
CHARLIE
Unh-unh.
NANCY
That is not why. That is merely no.
CHARLIE
Because.
NANCY
Nor is that.
CHARLIE
Because … because you don’t really mean it.
NANCY
I do!
CHARLIE
Here?
NANCY (Expansive)
Yes!
CHARLIE
Right here on the beach. Build a … a tent, or a lean-to.
NANCY (Laughs gaily)
No, silly, not this very spot! But here, by the shore.
CHARLIE
You wouldn’t like it.
NANCY
I would! I’d love it here! I’d love it right where we are, for that matter.
CHARLIE
Not after a while you wouldn’t.
NANCY
Yes, I would. I love the water, and I love the air, and the sand and the dunes and the beach grass, and the sunshine on all of it and the white clouds way off, and the sunsets and the noise the shells make in the waves and, oh, I love every bit of it, Charlie.
CHARLIE
You wouldn’t. Not after a while.
NANCY
Why wouldn’t I? I don’t even mind the flies and the little … sand fleas, I guess they are.
CHARLIE
It gets cold.
NANCY
When?
CHARLIE
In the winter. In the fall even. In spring.
NANCY (Laughs)
Well, I don’t mean this one, literally … not all the time. I mean go from beach to beach … live by the water. Seaside nomads, that’s what we’d be.
CHARLIE (Curiously hurt feelings)
For Christ’s sake, Nancy!
NANCY
I mean it! Lord above! There’s nothing binding us; you hate the city …
CHARLIE
No.
NANCY (Undaunted)
It would be so lovely. Think of all the beaches we could see.
CHARLIE
No, now …
NANCY
Southern California, and the Gulf, and Florida … and up to Maine, and what’s-her-name’s—Martha’s—Vineyard, and all those places that the fancy people go: the Riviera and that beach in Rio de Janeiro, what is that?
CHARLIE
The Copacabana.
NANCY
Yes, and Pago Pago, and … Hawaii! Think, Charlie! We could go around the world and never leave the beach, just move from one hot sand strip to another: all the birds and fish and seaside flowers, and all the wondrous people that we’d meet. Oh, say you’d like to do it, Charlie.
CHARLIE
No.
NANCY
Just say you’d like to.
CHARLIE
If I did you’d say I meant it; you’d hold me to it.
NANCY (Transparent)
No I wouldn’t. Besides, you have to be pushed into everything.
CHARLIE
Um-hum. But I’m not going to be pushed into … into this—this new business.
NANCY (Private rapture)
One great seashore after another; pounding waves and quiet coves; white sand, and red—and black, somewhere, I remember reading; palms, and pine trees, cliffs and reefs, and miles of jungle, sand dunes …
CHARLIE
No.
NANCY
… and all the people! Every … language … every … race.
CHARLIE
Unh-unh.
NANCY
Of course, I’d never push you.
CHARLIE
You? Never!
NANCY (Gay)
Well, maybe a hint here; hint there.
CHARLIE
Don’t even do that, hunh?
NANCY
That’s all it takes: figure out what you’d really like—what you want without knowing it, what would secretly please you, put it in your mind, then make all the plans. You do it; you like it.
CHARLIE (Final)
Nancy, I don’t want to travel from beach to beach, cliff to sand dune, see the races, count the flies. Anything. I don’t want to do … anything.
NANCY (Testy)
I see. Well.
CHARLIE
I’m happy … doing … nothing.
NANCY
(Makes to gather some of their things)
Well then, we’d best get started. Up! Let’s get back!
CHARLIE (Not moving)
I just … want … to … do … nothing.
NANCY (Gathering)
Well, you’re certainly not going to do that.
(Takes something from him, a pillow, perhaps)
Hurry now; let’s get things together.
CHARLIE (Aware)
What … Nancy, what on earth are you …
NANCY (Busy)
We are not going to be around forever, Charlie, and you may not do nothing. If you don’t want to do what I want to do—which doesn’t matter—then we will do what you want to do, but we will not do nothing. We will do something. So, tell me what it is you want to do and …
CHARLIE
I said. Now give me back my …
NANCY
You said, “I just want to do nothing; I’m happy doing nothing.” Yes? But is that what we’ve … come all this way for?
(Some wonder and chiding)