(Two caterpillars on a leaf.)
FIG: It's just that...You know?
GROUND: I do.
FIG: You know?
GROUND: I...do.
FIG: I like being a caterpillar.
GROUND: I love it.
FIG: I really don't mind it.
GROUND: I really don't.
FIG: And I don't want to fly.
GROUND: Do you think I want to fly?
FIG: Who wants wings?
GROUND: Two more things to worry about.
FIG: I have enough to worry about.
GROUND: I'm a bug.
FIG: But I'm a bug.
GROUND: I know. I'm a bug too.
FIG: No, but listen to me--I'M A BUG.
GROUND: I am also--a bug.
FIG: I mean, don't get me wrong--
GROUND: I know.
FIG: They're beautiful.
GROUND: They're gorgeous.
FIG: Nobody's saying they're not beautiful.
GROUND: Who's saying that?
FIG: I'm not saying that.
GROUND: Who's saying it?
FIG: Somebody might be saying it--
GROUND: Right.
FIG: But I'm not.
GROUND: Right.
FIG: I just don't want to be one.
GROUND: Me neither.
FIG: I'm good.
GROUND: I'm good too.
FIG: You want me to crawl into a cocoon?
GROUND: I know.
FIG: A COCOON?
GROUND: I know.
FIG: WITH MY BACK?
GROUND: And you're in there for awhile. It's not like you go in, an hour goes by, boom, you pop out.
FIG: Oh no.
GROUND: You're in there for awhile.
FIG: I know.
GROUND: A long time.
FIG: Then you come out and you have these two big wings and you're flying around and people are pinning you to cork-board. No thanks.
GROUND: No, thank you.
FIG: No thanks.
GROUND: And what's a pupae?
FIG: You think I know what a pupae is?
GROUND: I keep hearing pupae.
FIG: I stop listening.
GROUND: Pupae this, pupae that.
FIG: I can't be bothered.
GROUND: Why can't I just stay this way?
FIG: You know who never has to turn into butterflies? Ants.
GROUND: Don't even talk to me about ants.
FIG: If you're an ant, you're going to be an ant forever.
GROUND: Nobody says anything to you about growing wings when you're an ant.
FIG: You can be an ant as long as you want.
GROUND: When you're a caterpillar, the first thing they ask you is--
FIG and GROUND: When are you becoming a butterfly?
FIG: Hey, how about this? How about you mind your business?
GROUND: How about you worry about yourself?
FIG: That's what I'd like to say.
GROUND: How about YOU become a butterfly?
FIG: I'd like to see them try it.
GROUND: They could never.
FIG: The next time a mosquito asks me when I'm going to become a butterfly, I'm gonna say--
GROUND: How about YOU become a butterfly?
FIG: That's what I'm gonna say.
GROUND: How about...YOU...become a butterfly?
FIG: They could never.
GROUND: Imagine a mosquito with wings.
FIG: Well...they have wings.
GROUND: But I mean butterfly wings.
FIG: Oh no, they could never.
GROUND: Those big wings on those little bloodsuckers.
FIG: They could NEVER.
GROUND: Everybody would see them coming.
FIG: Let them get in the cocoon. See how they like it.
GROUND: I give 'em five minutes.
FIG: Five minutes and they'll be out biting every arm they can find.
GROUND: Little bastards.
FIG: I can't stand mosquitoes.
GROUND: Give them a pupae.
FIG: Give 'em two.
GROUND: That's how I feel about it.
FIG: You know what? That's how I feel.
GROUND: I'm fine just how I am.
FIG: I'm great.
GROUND: I like it.
FIG: I love it.
GROUND: I'm staying right here.
(A beat.)
FIG: They are pretty though.
GROUND: Very pretty.
FIG: But pretty isn't everything.
GROUND: No.
FIG: There's a lot of other things you can be.
GROUND: That's exactly right.
FIG: Lots of things to be in this world. Pretty's just one of them.
GROUND: You're absolutely right.
End of Play
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