Nikolay Lakutin
Plays on the 5,6,7,8,9,10 people. Collection №4

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Play for 10,9,8 or 7 people "Hear or see"

Fiction. Drama. Comedy. Duration is two hours.

A play in two acts.

ACTOR

PHILIP Georgievich – Director of the company, "happy owner" of the gift;

VACHAGAN – the question of who he is remains open to the viewer (the actor's voice is required mysterious, voluminous);

YANA – Philip's wife;

JULIA – the mistress of Philip;

YULECHKA's LOVER – a cameo role without words.

ANTON is an employee of the company, Logist;

YURI – employee of the company, the Manager;

NATALIA Viktorovna – company employee, accountant;

GENNADIEVICH – an employee of the company, a driver (preferably a tall actor with a tummy);

MARK – a homeless man, a tax collector, a cameo role.

The play provides a record (the true thoughts of the characters) of almost all the characters. The sound engineer has a very serious job ahead of him, but it's worth it.

Combining roles:

Vachagan, Gennadievich and Yulechka's lover or Vachagan and the lover can be played by one actor, at the discretion of the Director.

Mark and Yuri or mark and Anton are also interchangeable roles.

ATTRIBUTES REQUIRED FOR STAGING:

Three office desks, three office chairs, three laptops, an office phone, an office sofa, a cooler with a water bottle, a pile of documents. Scenography of the working office environment at the discretion of the Director.

The play also involves two different living spaces (no frills). Wardrobe, bed, chair, table, the rest is at the discretion of the Director.

To simulate a forest, you will need several Christmas trees (you can use artificial Christmas trees)

Small safe water explosive packages attached to the actor's body (preferably) or computer graphics simulating flying water splashes.

Safe fireworks that spray fireworks in a diameter of no more than 2 sq. m. (highly desirable)

You will need two large trained sheepdogs for the production!!! (highly desirable), otherwise dummies or children dressed in authentic dog costumes will do, but the effect will not be the same.

From special effects, it is highly desirable to create snowfall, rain, thunder, as well as wind that reaches the audience (it is extremely and extremely desirable to implement all this)

The season of events is autumn (September – October)

Due to the complexity of this statement, the contract will provide for possible minor changes.

ACT ONE

OFFICE

A small office sofa for visitors, on which, snoring, huddles heavy driver Gennadievich. Desktops, laptops at which Manager Yuri and logistician Anton sit impressively, they are passionate about a computer game of tanks, play with each other over the network. The noise of gunfire and the roar of engines comes from their computers. Accountant Natalia pedicure with my bare feet on his Desk, carefully removes the cover on nails while talking on a cell phone with a friend, holding the phone shoulder to ear. With all this, the handset of the work phone breaks, but there is no one to take it, everyone is "very busy".

Finally, Natalia can't stand it, glancing at the work phone several times and looking around, picks up the phone.

NATALIA: (politely to your mobile) Snezhinochka, could you wait a second. The phone is ringing under my ear, I can't hear you at all.

He puts down his mobile phone and puts the work phone to his ear.

NATALIA: (sternly, defiantly, boorishly) Yes! What did you want?

He listens to the phone, looks in the direction of the guys who are engaged in the game, turns to the phone.

NATALIA: (sternly, defiantly, boorishly) Yuri can't come to the phone right now, he has… negotiations!

He listens to the phone, looks in the direction of the guys who are engaged in the game, turns to the phone.

NATALIA: (sternly, defiantly, boorish) Anton is also busy right now. Do you think we sit around here all day, waiting for your call? Avral, that you as a small! Call back in… two hours.

Natalia looks doubtfully at the guys who only start hitting the keyboard harder with their fingers, their enthusiasm only increases.

NATALIA: (already moderately, without irritation) Although you know, call back better later in the evening, or even better tomorrow morning. I'll tell them you called, and if the guys are free, they'll call you back early. Have a nice day."

Natalia hangs up, shakes her head in disapproval, and shouts at the guys.

NATALIA: Yura!

The driver shudders on the couch from the scream, marking his experience of this gadfly with a particularly loud snore.

One of the guys reluctantly turns to Natalia.

NATALIA: (angrily) Yura, my God, I'm an accountant, not a Manager, why do your clients call me all the time, distract me from work!

There is an explosive, furious, victorious laugh from Anton, who jumps up from his chair and gestures humiliatingly (preferably decently) at Yuri.

ANTON: (as emotional as possible) That's it, baby, Yes!!! Ukontrapupil Gavrik. How to drink give otchekryzhil on one-two! On!!!

Yuri panicked looks at his monitor, realizes that he lost, jumps out of the chair in horror, starts yelling at Natalia.

YURI: (furiously, gesturing) Natasha, mother peremat, to vymat to perejimati!!! Why are you distracting me at a time like this? I almost made it! And that you! (Savagely, puffing out the veins in his neck from exertion) Myyyyyyyyyyyyy!

NATALIA: (Yelling at Yuri) You deal with your customers first, then you will stuff Anton's hangar with your ammunition! For some reason, you don't get any calls about accounting issues, and I'm already sick of your clients! Petropavlovsk called again, they still haven't received the cargo!

(turns to Anton, shouting) You, by the way, Antoshenka also concerns!

Anton stops making faces and dancing, which he has been doing up to this point.

ANTON: I mean, Petropavlovsk. We shipped them everything two weeks ago.

NATALIA: (angrily, to Anton) Two weeks ago, this issue was removed long ago. They sent a new request, the invoice was issued and paid ten days ago. What have you forgotten?

Natalia looks in the direction of the sleeping driver.

NATALIA: (to the driver) Gennadievich, did you take the goods to the transport company in Petropavlovsk?

The driver doesn't respond, he's asleep.

Natalya waves her hand in his direction.

YURI: (to Natalia) What's the bill? By what amount, on what date?

Yuri reaches into his laptop.

NATALIA: (to Yuri) There are two hundred and something thousand, I don't remember exactly. Look at the last bill from them.

Anton also goes to his laptop, looking for something there.

Natalia picks up her mobile phone, squeezes it back between her shoulder and ear and continues her pedicure session.

NATALIA: (into the phone, gently) yeah, Snezan. So what's this dog of yours?

then he listens to the phone, nods his head, paints his toenails.

Plays loud rhythmic music of a panicked nature (recommended Intro to "Hymn of the jester»)

All office workers are scared.

The driver jumps up like a scalded man from the sofa, rushes, runs towards the cooler. His face is sleepy and swollen (you may need makeup).

Yuri and Anton jump up from their chairs, grab their heads, frantically start pounding on the computer keyboard, disconnect some cables, hide game disks, some records and magazines under the table, jump on their chairs, "stick their noses" in laptops, create the appearance of work.

Natalia with fright falls from her chair upside down, somewhere at the table, while only her painted leg remains in sight (to provide a soft safe fall).

Philip enters the office, looking stern in a suit and holding a mobile phone. In the other hand is a work bag. Presses the phone button, the rumbling music stops abruptly (the panic music is the soundtrack set as Philip's mobile phone ring).

Philip puts the phone to his ear.

PHILIPP: (into the phone, sternly, loudly) Hello? Yes! Ya With me can agree on. What volumes are you interested in? (he listens, expresses rejection on his face) Why are you calling me with your hundred kilos, we are a wholesale company, working from a ton. Well, we can deliver five hundred kilograms in exceptional cases, but no one will bother with a hundred here. You are welcome. Just…

Hangs up. Discontentedly looks at the situation in the office.

The driver Gennadievich is drinking water from a single glass, squinting in the direction of Philip, trying to remain unnoticed.

Accountant Natalia rummages under the table, trying to quickly put on shoes and quickly remove all unnecessary attributes of cosmetics.

Yuri and Anton, as if by chance, distracted from the pile of work, pay attention to the fact that the Director is in the office.

ANTON: (To Philip, as if surprised) Oh, Philip Georgievich! What brings you here? You're supposed to be on a business trip…

YURI: (to Philip) Good afternoon, comrade Director, what a pleasant surprise. And here we are already missing you. The office is boring, no one knows how to joke like you, everyone is sitting rotten stunted, but the work is really in full swing, here… from Petropavlovsk, the order was knocked out for two hundred s …something like thousands. Snatched it can be said from the hands of competitors.

PHILIPP: (To Yuri, sternly) What kind of order is this? Which they paid for ten days ago?

YURI: (to Philip) Well… (improbably, wagging) they paid, then wanted to refuse, someone offered them better terms, but in the end, thanks to my assertiveness and eloquence, we did not lose the client. All for the good of the company, Philip Georgievich, we try and work!

Philip looks at Anton.

ANTON: (To Philip, nodding) yeah. All right. We work like hell.

PHILIPP: (To Yuri and Anton) Well, I look, my eyes are so red. As if the day did not depart from the monitor. You at least have a rest sometimes, you can't do that either. There are, after all, regulations. No more than two hours in a row, then a fifteen – minute break. Have a Cup of tea, I brought it with me just in time for tea. I was released early, the negotiations were easy.

Philip goes to the accountant's Desk, puts out sweets and cookies, and notices that Natalia is rummaging under the table.

Philip leans across the table and looks down at the accountant.

PHILIPP: (Natalya) Good afternoon, Natalia Viktorovna!

Natalia looks out from under the table, confused.

NATALIA: (playfully) Hello, Philip Georgievich. Well, what are you so immediately official, Natalia Viktorovna…

PHILIP: (smiling) Yes, this is me, which can not be said in a joke conversation.

All the employees in the office start laughing hard in an instant. The Director draws attention to the driver, who inadvertently gave himself away with a laugh.

PHILIPP: (serious) I didn't understand. Gennadievich. What are you doing here? Are you a driver or what? You have a delivery schedule for two weeks in advance, everything is tight on time, and you are here to cool off…

GENNADIEVICH: (stammering) Yes… Yes I literally stabilizability to drink went. All in deliveries, working hard, and no honor! Why are you so quick, Philip Georgievich?

PHILIPP: (Gennadievich) Water means something to drink? And why is the muzzle all swollen out and dented? Not from a dream?

Gennadievich makes a humble face, lowers his hands, lowers his head in agony.

GENNADIEVICH: (plaintively) I'm starving, Philip Georgievich, I didn't want to tell you, but since you asked. My salary isn't that high, you know, and utilities are getting more expensive. I'm malnourished… result on the face. And dented – so it was in the transport company in the queue brawl was. I have a lot of cargo, so one of the guys in the queue got nervous. They dented me a little. I suffer, I don't regret my stomach, Philip Georgievich, but you treat me like this… like I'm… ashamed to say it…

Colleagues shut their mouths, trying to cover themselves in every possible way and not give out their laughter from the driver's skillful twisting out of the situation. And yet,laughter sometimes slips from colleagues.

PHILIPP: (to everyone, sorry) Okay, what's so funny? The man over there didn't get hurt for anything. Here's a bonus for you, Gennadievich, (takes a wad of money out of his pocket, counts it out, gives the driver a nice pile of cash) you're doing a good job, I'm sorry if I said something wrong.

Gennadievich, as if reluctantly, hesitantly, accepts the money.

GENNADIEVICH: (plaintively, to the Director) I'll go, I think, there really is still a lot to do.

PHILIPP: (driver) Can we have a Cup of tea with you? You won't get enough of water. And so you see… plump… GENNADIEVICH

: Thank you, Philip Georgievich, I'll have something to eat on the road, there's money now (shows everyone the bonus money, colleagues look at the driver with indignation). I'll go, I won't waste any time. We are all considered one family, we work in the same pot, if someone gives a slack, then we will all feel a drawdown.

Philip is moved, wipes a tear from his eye, hugs the driver, pats him on the shoulder.

PHILIPP: (driver) Come on, Gennadievich, take care of yourself. We need you and your family… Don't worry too much about it, either.

Gennadievich nods to the Director in a friendly and respectful manner, and leaves the office with the grimace of a modest hero.

PHILIPP: (to all the rest, cheerfully, positively) Well… a Cup of tea?

Loud positive music is playing (recommended by Passion Fruit "The Ring Ding Dong Song").

Colleagues on the rise begin to approach the table, cheerfully and joyfully dancing, carry their mugs, Philip unpacks Goodies, a pleasant organizational moment is coming.

ZTM.

MISTRESS'S APARTMENT

The apartment has an intimate atmosphere. Prepared a bed, a table with refreshments. Twilight.

Yulechka in a short dressing gown defiles in a great mood, dancing. From the bathroom comes the sound of running water (shower).

Yulechka longs for upcoming events, all this is reflected on her face. The girl straightens the bedclothes, gently and tenderly straightens the sheet.

The sound of running water stops.

The girl enthusiastically looks in the direction of the upcoming appearance of the desired man.

A man in a large sombrero comes out in a long, beautiful dressing gown, his chest puffed out, and an important feigned gait. The man's face is not visible, as well as everything else, except for bare feet and hands, but it is clear that this is a man. And his intentions are not ambiguous.

Yulechka gets out of bed, begins to passionately untie her dressing gown, when suddenly the doorbell rings.

The characters freeze in their movements.

Philip's voice is heard from the other side of the door.

PHILIPP: (playing voice) My love! I'm here! Meet your baby bird soon!!! loud

rhythmic music of a panicked nature is playing (the introduction to the "jester's Hymn" is recommended)

Yulechka runs around the apartment in a panic, does not know what to grab. The man grabs his things from the chair, gestures and asks the girl where to go. After a short thought and panic throwing, Yulechka helps the man hide under the bed, he hardly fits under it. The girl covers the visible space with a blanket to the floor, gets better, goes to open the door.

Philip enters the apartment beaming with joy with a bouquet of flowers, takes out the phone, throws off the call. The music stops abruptly.

PHILIPP: (working tone) It's not working time, I'm still out.

He puts the phone in his pocket, looks at the girl, and smiles.

PHILIPP: (gently) Hello, my Bunny, how I missed you.

Yulechka closes the door runs up to Philip and jumps on top of him with a squeal, wrapping her arms and legs around him. Philip can barely hold his ground.

JULIA: (passionately kissing the neck, cheeks and nose) My love, you came, I did not prepare for nothing!

Philip puts his arm around the girl, holds her by the waist, and Yulia goes down to the floor.

PHILIPP: (gently) Really waiting for?

JULIA: (very honestly, reverently) Very! PHILIP

: (gently) But I'm supposed to be on a business trip right now, right? I decided things quickly and first of all to you, I wanted to make a surprise.

JULIA: (gently, pressing his cheek to the man's shoulder) Filechka, my love, I'm waiting for you all the time. It doesn't matter where you are! In my heart you are always, you are always here (puts Philip's hand to his left breast). Feel that, honey? Do you feel how much love is placed in this fragile chest?

PHILIPP: (embarrassed, bursting with compliments) It is not so you have too fragile…

JULIA: It's an allegory, silly. I'm speaking figuratively. In General, the fewer words, look at this!

The girl turns Philip to the center of the room and the man is presented with a romantic view, a ready, untouched table, two wine glasses, a bed spread out.

Philip opens his mouth in surprise, wiping his lips with his fingers in anticipation and delight.

JULIA: Everything for you, my love, everything for you!

from UNDER the BED: (short, indignant): Ahem-ahem…

Philip turns around, not UNDERSTANDING what it was just now.

Yulia immediately begins to clear her throat, trying to make her voice as rough as possible.

JULIA: I've been waiting for you so much, hoping so much, I couldn't say a word because of the experience of our separation, my voice sank completely. But this is nothing, the most important thing is that my (loudly, addressing under the bed) WOMEN'S FUNCTIONS ARE NOT OTRAFIROVALIS IN RELATION TO ONE MAN FROM THESE AWKWARD CIRCUMSTANCES!

Philip hugs Julia gently, carefully stroking her on the back.

PHILIPP: (gently, carefully) My girl, I had no idea that our separation was so painful for you. Do you really love me that much?

YULECHKA: (recoiling, looking into her eyes) Are you still in doubt? Yes, I'm already pounding all over with emotions and separation! With you, I generally have every time as the first time. I didn't even know it happened.

PHILIPP: (guiltily) I'm sorry, my girl, I blurted out without thinking. You're really shaking all over. Here, take the flowers, the ones you love.

Philip gives the girl flowers, she shows that she was offended, but accepts the flowers, goes with them to the kitchen, dubbing Philip a biased look.

Philip shakes his head guiltily, showing his disappointment in himself, and covers his mouth with his hand.

Takes off his jacket and sits down at the table.

PHILIPP: (loudly, sucking up) Yule? Really, how long have we been Dating?

From somewhere behind the door jamb, Yulia's frightened face looks out.

PHILIPP: (loudly, fawning) My love, we're probably already celebrating our anniversary! For…

JULIA: (interrupts, doesn't let me finish) Five minutes you're already tearing my heart out! For five minutes, Pilecka, well, what does it matter now? Hold me quickly, can't you see how much I'm yearning? Enough words, run to the shower and get down to business, otherwise I'm just going to tear apart from the tension!

Philip jumps up happily, grabs something from the table, shoves it into his mouth as he goes, and tries to unbutton his shirt in the process.

JULIA: (moans, dripping sexy down the closet) Rather cute, rather!!!

Philip excitedly grunts, gestures something to himself, runs off to the bathroom.

The girl sees that he is gone, whispers in the direction of the bed, corresponding to the situation by changing the intonation.

YULECHKA: (in a whisper, to her lover) You've got three minutes to get ready, come on, get laid!

A man starts to get out from under the bed, a door slams from the bathroom, and Philip quickly returns to the room without his shirt. He smiles affectionately and flirts.

The man fussily crawls back under the bed. Philip doesn't notice him.

PHILIPP: Sorry, another bite, I'm so hungry, I just had a Cup of tea at work, and everything here is so delicious.

He grabs something from the table and puts it in his mouth.

Yulechka runs up to Philip, passionately stroking his back, scratching his stomach with her claws, moaning.

JULIA: (very sexy) Yleaaaa, I can not, rather, in the shower, rather. Let's go there together, and we'll eat later…

Yulechka drags Philip into the bathroom, and a man hastily, cautiously crawls out from under the bed, grabs his things, and leaves the apartment.

ZTM.

PHILIP'S HOUSE

Yana is sitting in a chair, knitting something, listening to music in large headphones. She looks quite presentable, this is not a typical housewife. Makeup, manicure, hairstyle, high – heeled shoes, dress is not at home. She closes her eyes from time to time, listening to the musical motifs and getting great pleasure from them, dances, bringing out the rhythm with the movements of her head.

The door opens and a grim-faced Philip enters. His wife doesn't see him, and he doesn't look at his wife. He takes off his jacket, hangs it on a hanger at the entrance, takes out his mobile phone, scrolls through something, puts the phone away with a dejected expression, and, taking a step towards the room, suddenly freezes in confusion, looking at his wife.

His wife does not see him, she is interested in knitting and music.

PHILIPP: (in doubt) Dear?

The wife does not hear, only dances to herself and knits.

PHILIPP: (loud) Yana?

The wife starts in surprise, takes off her headphones, but continues knitting.

YANA: (calmly, without emotion) what are you making noise about?.. What happened?

PHILIPP: (thoughtfully) No, it's just… Are you waiting for someone? the

Wife looks at her husband strangely, the husband looks at his wife strangely.

YANA: (angrily) What's going on?

: (jealously) Yes, nothing starts. It's just that the husband suddenly returns from a business trip, and the wife, you know, is sitting all dressed up, in heels, listening to music, knitting, getting high. How should I react to all this? (Shouts) What's going on in my house?

YANA: (calmly) Hmm… so if the wife is sitting at home not as a chuvyrla, but as a woman, if she gets high, then she is already in fact to blame for something?

PHILIP: (jealous, shouting) Yes!

YANA: (angrily) Hmm.

PHILIP: (jealous, shouting) There are no happy wives! If the wife is happy, it means that there is some parasite that makes her happy behind her husband's back. (Shouts) Where is he?

Philip begins to rush around the apartment, looking for a lover. The wife sits quietly in a chair knitting, puts on an earpiece, continues to have fun.

Philip checks everything that is possible, approaches his wife, looking for a trick. My wife listens to music, doesn't respond to it.

Philip removes the headphones from his wife's head, bends down, and looks intently into her eyes.

YANA: (calmly) I'm listening to you carefully, Philip Georgievich!

PHILIPP: (shouts) Stop it! Stop clowning around!

Yana looks at her husband quite calmly, making eyes at him.

PHILIPP: (shouts) You.... this… You know what? You don't give me that here… Because this isn't it!

JAN: (sarcastic tone) Here you are! PHILIP

: (shouts) Stop it! Stop clowning around! Yana! Yana stop! I demand satisfaction!

Yana nervously throws aside the ball, gets up from the chair.

YANA: (seriously, shouting) Who insulted you, caught you, or humiliated you? The soup is on the stove, not yet cold, as I knew, I started cooking late. In the freezer ice cream is your favorite, yesterday I took it, I thought you would come – you will be happy. True, I waited not today, but as promised, but what does this change? Everything is ready. The house is tidy, the wife is in place. Why are you bothering me? Set up an interrogation here. Shoes, dress? Well, I bought it today. I tried it on, but I haven't taken it off yet. Make-up, hairstyle for this case navayala, I wanted a little pokayfovat. Have fun, damn it! All the mood is ruined!

Yana sits back in the chair, arms folded and pouting.

PHILIPP: (calmly) Vooot. Now I believe you. Shouting, nervous, sulking… it's all right, I'm home.

Philip goes into the kitchen, rubbing his hands together contentedly.

PHILIPP: (speaking softly to the audience, as if to himself) The best defense is a good offense.

Philip winks at the audience and disappears behind the wall.

YANA: (with resentment) What a man…

shakes his head, takes off his fancy shoes, picks up the discarded ball, puts it on the chair, takes away the headphones and shoes.

They return to the room together.

Philip is already at home, nods contentedly, wipes his mouth with a napkin, takes the newspaper and sits down on a chair. Yana stands up, leaning against the wall, looking at her husband from under her brows.

YANA: (with resentment) HOW's the soup?

: (calmly, without looking up from the newspaper) Normally.

YANA: (sadly) Normally…

Yana shakes her head in resignation and is about to go to the kitchen, but her husband stops her.

PHILIPP: Wait a minute. Come here to me.

Yana

approaches her husband, Philip grabs her, puts her on his lap, Yana involuntarily smiles through her sadness.

YANA: Well, stop it… the

Wife is not particularly, but still, as if trying to escape.

PHILIPP: (serious)

YANA: (looking away, calmly) Love.

Philip puts his hands on his wife's head. Kiss.

ZTM FOREST

Lightning flashes, thunder is heard, the sound of rain. The light flashes. Semi-darkness is set. From the edge of the trees in a raincoat, Philip makes his way to the stage, cringing, with a basket in his hand.

He puts down his basket, looks indignantly at the sky, and winces. He takes an armful of mushrooms out of the basket and looks at them with regret.

PHILIPP: (loudly, plaintively) And the devil took me this weekend to get out into nature. I didn't really want these mushrooms that much. I would be sitting in a comfortable chair, warm, watching TV, inhaling the aroma of burnt cutlets on the stove. This is romance, this is recreation, a worthy pastime. What's this? (Loudly, as irritated as possible) Ugh!!!

There is a flash, deafening thunder, and the lights go out.

PHILIPP: (in a trembling, fearful voice) Oops… Oppulence… What was that just now? Where is the light? The Eclipse seems to be for the next couple of hundred years was not promised… Ggggggreat something like that somewhere… (shouts in the dark) People!

Turns on the light, dimness. On the stage with two large dogs (for safety reasons on leashes, if the dogs are real) is a tall man in a raincoat and hood facing Philip. Philip is startled. It is advisable to shout so that even the viewer shudders, given the unexpected situation. If the dogs are trained to bark at the cry of Philip – this will be aerobatics, if not, you can use an audio recording of the bark.

PHILIPP: (with a panicked, strangled cry) Aaaaaah!

Philip's legs give way from fear, and he falls into an awkward Crouch, trying to say something inarticulate in a trembling voice.

VACHAGAN: So you say… damn you… well,well. Take it higher, Philip Georgievich… Let's get acquainted – Vachagan!

There is a flash and thunder. The gloom is restored, and the sound of rain fades, but it doesn't stop.

VACHAGAN: (important, heartfelt, deep) these Mushrooms are for you in so far as, my friend. But our meeting was supposed to take place… I should have! PHILIP

: (in a strangled, panicked voice) I didn't make an appointment with anyone here, you've got me confused with someone else. I'm not…

VACHAGAN: (interrupts in a grave voice) I know all about you. Even what you don't know! Haven't you ever wondered about the sincerity of your friends?.. close… colleagues? At the time of choosing the necessary parameters for life, you preferred the standard set. Therefore, you are always guided by what you see, like most people… But today I'll give you the gift you've been dreaming about for so long. From now on, you will not only see, but also hear your opponent.

PHILIP: what? What does it mean? Who are you? How do you know…

VACHAGAN: (interrupts in a grave voice) Now you will hear the true thoughts of a person. This gift will be given to you for as long as you wish. Yes, be careful, try not to go crazy after you see the "true faces" of people…

PHILIP: Vachagan? What a strange name… Who are you?

VACHAGAN: (with a grin) Hah… also my desire… Well, hold on… Good luck!

Flash, thunder, lights go out.

There is a startled cry from Philip.

Plays loud rhythmic mysterious music (recommended introduction to "the sorcerer's Doll")

CURTAIN

The music stops.

ZTM

END OF THE FIRST ACTION

ACT TWO

PHILIP'S HOUSE

Philip is asleep in his bed, and his wife is not there.

The alarm goes off, Philip groans, wakes up, turns off the alarm, sits on the bed, holds his head in his hands.

Yana enters the room in her home clothes, Slippers, no manicure on her hands, no trace of her hair left.

Yana carries a plate of porridge for her husband, a piece of bread, a spoon.

YANA: are You awake? Here you go, eat the rice you like sweetened.

Yana gives the plate to her husband, he looks at his wife in a dazed way, accepts the plate, thinks something to himself, and begins to eat.

YANA: Well, tell me. What happened to you yesterday?

Philip looks up from his meal and looks at his wife strangely.

PHILIPP: What happened to me yesterday?

YANA: I don'T know… You came in late, all wet and drunk… It looks like you ate some raw mushrooms that you picked, and who knows what you picked there, because in the basket that you brought, there were only a few bitten White legs, one red leg, a couple of spat Buttercups that didn't seem to be to your taste, and a hat of Aspen.

YANA's voice in THE recording: But you didn't get poisoned, you bastard, you just gave me hope for nothing…

Philip shudders. He looks around with wide eyes, then looks at his wife. He scratches his ear and shakes his head.

PHILIPP:

YANA's VOICE in the recording: Aha, it looks like a couple of toadstools did shoot. It's kind of slow… there's something wrong with the rumors. Maybe there's still a chance…

Philip shudders again. He looks directly at his wife. The porridge from the plate in his hand begins to fall to the floor, Philip doesn't notice, his mouth opens in surprise, and he begins to understand what is happening.