Asylum Page #3

ANN:

I'm looking for an apartment, my name's

Ann and I'd appreciate any leads, thanks!

Ann scurries off. ANGLE a GIRL getting up from a small group of bulky

young ladies.

GIRL:

Can I just say....We're looking for

nude males for our live art drawing

classes on Wednesday afternoon, if

anyone's interested talk to us - there's

no money but plenty of vegie food and wine.

Cat-calls and laughs from the audience as the Girl sits down.

M.C.

Anything else?

ANGLE JOSH:

JOSH:

Yeah!........................

I'd just like to repeat last weeks note

about the upcoming deadline for entries

in "Reflections", the American Centre's

yearly expose of Western culture here.

If any of you think you're good enough

and would like to see some of your stuff

in print, just see me, Josh.

Show lack of audience interest.

M.C.

That it? Okay, let's take fifteen.

ANGLE audience members getting up and heading to the bar and mingling.

ON DOUG/KATKA/CHRIS.

DOUG:

There you go Chris, do a bit of

modelling on the side.

CHRIS:

No way, you wouldn't catch me with

a rose between my teeth and my pants

in the next room.

DOUG:

What is it with that Josh guy? Who

does he think he is shoving that

Reflections rag down our throats?

CHRIS:

Son of the American ambassador and a

banker - good enough?

DOUG:

Wanker more like, what does he know

about writing.

Doug finishes off his beer.

CHRIS:

How to make a buck!

DOUG:

Yeah right!....I don't know, something

isn't right with this place, it's all

too sterile and staged. Do you ever

wonder why there's no Czechs here?

CHRIS:

Because it's in English?

DOUG:

Yeah, but it's not just that. To the

Czech mind, any movement, whether

political or literary should be

underground. If it isn't, then it's

not radical and not worthy of a look-in.

CHRIS:

But we are underground?

DOUG:

No you don't get it. Every cabby in

town knows this joint. So where's the

mystery, the danger?

KATKA:

Why don't you read something after the

break?

DOUG:

What here? Weren't you listening to

what I just said?

KATKA:

You used to read.

DOUG:

Well not any more, now I'm a serious

writer and above this crap.

CHRIS:

Yeah, very serious and very part-time.

DOUG:

Inspirations a fickle thing, you don't

realise you had it till it's gone.

CHRIS:

And not even then sometimes.

KATKA:

That's true Doug, writers are supposed

to write.

CHRIS:

And pay for their drinks occasionally.

DOUG:

You guys having a go a me or what?

CHRIS:

We're only joking.....It is your round

though!

DOUG:

Well, this place is too expensive so

you've had it.

KATKA:

Doug, that's not nice.

You had some money earlier?

Katka gets some money out of a purse.

KATKA:

Well, get me and Chris a drink then.

DOUG:

I'll get the drinks, but not here. Let's

split. I can't stand this any more,

it's murdering my respect for literature.

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