(ALEX
and STEVE are sitting across from each other at a Starbucks.)
ALEX: I just don’t
understand Steve.
STEVE: Alex, we’re
just not sure how we can use you.
ALEX: What are you
talking about? I’m a goddamn superhero!
STEVE:
Welllllllllllll let’s not go crazy here.
ALEX: Steven, I can
turn myself into a puddle.
STEVE: Yeah, and I
really don’t get how that’s going to help us.
ALEX: I can shoot electricity
from my fingers.
STEVE: Occasionally,
but whenever you do, you start glowing first.
You’re incapable of harnessing the power of surprise.
ALEX: Telekinesis?
STEVE: We have, like,
six people who can do that.
ALEX: So I can’t be
in The Avengers?
STEVE: Alex, you don’t
want to be The Avengers. It’s not a fun
life.
ALEX: And you think
mine is?
STEVE: Please lower
your voice.
ALEX: AND YOU THINK
MINE IS?
STEVE: I forgot that
you hate being told to lower your voice.
ALEX: I am a barista,
Steve.
STEVE: That’s a
perfectly noble profession.
ALEX: I. Have.
Skills.
STEVE: But clearly
getting a coffee order right isn’t one of them.
This is not what I asked for.
ALEX: Are you trying
to be funny?
STEVE: No, that’s
actually Tony’s thing.
ALEX: I’m sick of
being a nobody.
STEVE: Then become a
somebody. But you can’t just snap your
fingers and become an Avenger. It doesn’t
work that way.
ALEX: Is there some
sort of membership fee I have to pay? Some
kind of bizarre hazing ritual?
STEVE: You don’t even
have a superhero name. You’re just Alex
Mack.
ALEX: I’m Alex Mack
because I don’t have anybody else to be!
STEVE: We’re going in
circles here.
ALEX: Do you even
care that I’m a deeply depressed person?
Does it bother you that I’m financially destitute?
STEVE: And how will
joining the Avengers solve that?
ALEX: I’ll make
money!
STEVE: We don’t make
any money.
ALEX: What are you
talking about? You must make money. How else would you live?
STEVE: Well—they—I
don’t know. It’s very complicated. But it’s not like I pick up a check once a
week.
ALEX: Do you have a
401K?
STEVE: I’m
uncomfortable talking about this!
ALEX: You are such a
wimp.
STEVE: Excuse me?
ALEX: Is this about
you and me?
STEVE: What?
ALEX: About us. About what happened in Fresno.
STEVE: Alex, don’t do
this.
ALEX: You’re jealous
of me, aren’t you?
STEVE: Jealous of
you? I’m Captain America!
ALEX: But you can’t
turn into a puddle!
STEVE: NOBODY WANTS
TO TURN INTO A PUDDLE!
ALEX: Lower your
voice, Steve.
STEVE: Alex—
ALEX: So you don’t
want me on the team.
STEVE: I don’t care
if you’re on the team. The team is going
to have eighty-seven people on it eventually.
It doesn’t matter to me.
ALEX: So who doesn’t
want me on it then? Black Witch? Red Widow?
STEVE: Do you even
read comic books?
ALEX: What is the
objection here? I’ve had these powers
for decades! Let me put them to good
use!
STEVE: Alex, if you
want to fight crime on your own, go right ahead. Lots of people do that. The blind guy. The angry girl. That ninja with the cool name—
ALEX: I want to be a
part of something.
STEVE: So get a
little team together. What about those
kids who can teleport?
ALEX: The Tomorrow
People? I don’t want to hang out with
them! They’re Canadian for godsakes.
STEVE: Are they? God, there are so many Canadians.
ALEX: There’s way too
many Canadians.
STEVE: I wish I could
help, but my hands are tied.
ALEX: I just don’t
believe that.
STEVE: Alex, just
because I lead the team, that doesn’t mean I get to have all the say. There’s an administration. There’s a bureaucracy. There always is.
ALEX: So let me make
my case.
STEVE: They just don’t
think you’re…marketable enough.
ALEX: What does
marketing have to do with it?
STEVE: Marketing has everything to do with everything, Alex. We have action figures based on us. You don’t even have a cape.
STEVE: Marketing has everything to do with everything, Alex. We have action figures based on us. You don’t even have a cape.
ALEX: I could get a
cape.
STEVE: Oh my God, you
would look so stupid with a cape.
ALEX: Hey!
STEVE: It’s not you,
it’s just that not everybody can pull off a cape. Hawkeye tried wearing a cape for, like, a
second, and we were like, ‘Oh my God, Hawkeye, take off that cape. You look so stupid.’
ALEX: Oh.
STEVE: We still tease
him about it.
ALEX: I guess it’s a
done deal then.
STEVE: I’m sure there’s
some other organization you can be a part of, Alex.
ALEX: Do you think I
could be an X-man?
STEVE: Mmmm I’m not allowed to admit that they exist, so—
ALEX: But they do—
STEVE: I really can’t
talk about it, Alex.
ALEX: They’re
definitely—
STEVE: I really can’t,
you know, comment, or—
ALEX: But—
STEVE: I just can’t.
ALEX: Steve—
STEVE: Alex, I can’t.
ALEX: Okay,
fine. Well, it was nice seeing you at
least.
STEVE: Really?
ALEX: No, I hate you.
STEVE: That seems
fair. I really am sorry about all this.
ALEX: It’s just so
easy for you. You know what you’re going
to do for the rest of your life. You get
to be a hero. I just have to stand by on
the sidelines and watch.
STEVE: You want to
know a secret, Alex?
ALEX: Sure.
ALEX: Sure.
STEVE: Sometimes I
miss the sidelines.
(He
gets up and walks out. ALEX just
sits. Lights.)
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