PANDORA and EVE are still, as if posing for a
painting, frozen in time. Their bodies are
luxurious, ready for the palette.
EVE is about to eat an apple; PANDORA about to open a box. A still moment. They decide against it.
EVE
Why would you plant an apple tree and then say, “don’t eat the apples?” Just don’t plant the tree.
PANDORA
But you’re going to eat that anyway?
EVE
A snake told me I should. That’s not normal, right?
PANDORA
That’s weird as fuck. Don’t eat that.
EVE
If I don’t eat the apple, does that mean that you don’t open the box?
PANDORA
Well, the box is different. It doesn’t have anything to do with snakes. Why would the gods give me a box if I wasn’t supposed to open it?
EVE
Definitely don’t open that.
A pause.
PANDORA
We’re being fucked with, aren’t we?
EVE
We’re being fucked with.
EVE tosses the apple away. PANDORA tosses the box away. It opens.
PANDORA
Shit!
A whoosh of evil escapes. They run towards the
box; EVE holds it tight as PANDORA struggles to
close it. But by the time PANDORA is able to, the
world has become gray. They look around.
PANDORA (cont’d)
Well, you might as well eat the apple.
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