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Unformatted text preview: Catherine Papafotis and Matt Damico in Acorn by David Graziano 22nd Annual Humana Festival of New American Plays Actors Theatre of Louisville, 1998 photo by Richard Trigg 44 DAVH)GRAHANO Acorn Darkness. Lights come up on a mole and or female. T/ae male is Vincent ‘fBegs, ” be is a 26—year—old unemployed union carpenter. The fimoie is Catherine Dinofig‘io, she is an 18—year-old just our of large school who take: care of her involidfizr/oen There is a eior/aeriine with a pulley extending fiom Bag: to Catherine. CATHERENE: Vincent Baggarusso?. . .“Bags”? BAGS: Catherine Dinoffrio? (Savoring leer name.) Catherine Dinoffrio. .. CATHERINE: He disgusts me... BAGS: It was weird. mean I’m on this union job. . .you know. ..carpentry. . .a product launch for this new kinda beeper. . .see I even got one. . .anyway, at a certain point in the Show they wanted these doves to fly out over the crowd. . .I told them I could build a box that could be flipped over at the right time. . .you know to let the birds loose... CATHERINE: I felt trapped...hete I am...just out of high school...wanting to go away to college like the test of the neighborhood and. . .my father got sick...(W/ai{pering) colon cancer...what was I to do?...Leave him to some Haitian nurse. . .uh—uh. . .we’re family... BAGS: i loved jobs like this...I mean cake...pure cake...so I made sure that box was built...you know...good...(Lougbing) well I wound up makin’ the box so good that it was almost airtight. . .by the time they flipped the box over all but two of the doves had died... CATHERINE: I felt bad though. . .restless. . .like all boxed in. . .I felt guilty” .like I was waitin’ for my father to. . .die... BAGS: So the doves fall out and...wham...land on top of some people from Indianapolis...you think they’d stop the show?...uh~uh...anyway I got fired...an’ that’s how I wound up at my uncle’s place...and...ohhh... Catherine. . . CATHERINE: Sunday I do the rugs...vacuurn and shampoo...Wednesclay I make sure my father gets to see the doctor. . .and every day I do laundry... I got two little brothers and I'll be damned if they look like slobs. .. wha, ACORN 45 my mother?. . .she cut out as soon as pop was diagnosed. . .Jcause when he was healthy he used to beat—(Catcher herself) BAGS: Well my uncle don’t allow no smokin’ in his house. . .good thing too... cause I had to go out into the patio...well one day I was in that patio thinkin’ about how I’m almost 26 an’ I’m outta work. . .an’ then I look up an’ see these little underweats. . .like from a girI.. .er, a woman rather... CATHERINE: I noticed Bags looking at me the second day he moved in...l knew his uncle next door a long time... BAGS: You ever notice on girl’s...I mean, women’s underwear...how they got those little ribbons...in the shape of a bow?...shit...that’s cute...the guy that invented that?...he's some kinda genius...you know, my mind started goin’ an”. . .before I knew it. . . CATHERINE: Before I knew it...he was staring at me every day as I put the laundry out...ten o’clock came and he’d be out there smokin’ his ciga~ rette... BAGS: Don’t get the wrong idea. . .I ain’t a freak. . .I mean I never dress in girls underwear or nothing... CATHERINE: Something wasn’t right about him...he seemed, I don’t know... egerninate? BAGS: My grandfather always said. . .when a Baggarusso falls in love . .he fails! I stared at those underwears so long sometimes...that the sun would hurt my eyes...at least twenty feet high they were...from her Window to the telephone pole. . .well one time I looked down ’cause of the sun an’ there were these acorns all over the cement...so I threw some...as a joke...at the window first. . .and then... CATHERINE: I was taking in the laundry and all these acorns were in the clothes...my panties especially...in clean clothes!? Uh-uh...I re~Washed EVerything. . .who knows where those acorns were... BAGS: It just seemed to fit...I mean...acorns...panties...besides I couldn’t touch ‘em...they were up too high...I figured for a joke...I could touch somethin’ that would touch her underwear. . .which in turn would touch her. . .if that’s the closest I could come to her, I would be happy. . .ey, I’m not a freak. . . just for fun. . .you know... CATHERINE: Doing that extra load that day...rnade me sooo mad! You know what I did?. . .I took all those acorns and laid them out on his uncle’s wel- come mat in the shape of what I thought Bags was. . .an ass... BAGS: When she gave the acorns back. . .I knew it was a symbol. . .she arranged them in the shape of a heart... 46 DAVH)GRAmANo CATHERINE: I figured he would get the hint...but after the ass—shaped acorns...he started leaving notes...pinning them...in the night...to my underwear!. . .on the linei. . . AGS: I stayed up all night writing the note...and I got a ladder from the garage. . .I rolled the note up real tight and thin and slipped it in the little pink bow on the front of the underwear... CATHERINE: I had to end this. . .hefore my brothers or my father found out. ..I mean, what if the neighbors sawl? BAGS: This. . .now this. . .was the beginning. . .to somethin’ really special... CATHERINE: So. . .I started wearing guy’s underwear. . .I went right out after he put the second note in my panties...and bought some briefs...nice col- ored ones. . .couldn’t find pink though... BAGS: On the third night I was puttin’ another note. ..that made three now... and I had to lean off of the ladder a little bit...big ladder...old...rick— ety...you know sort of into her yard...’cause there was a fence between us... CATHERINE: You’d be surprised how much more comfortable guy’s underwear is than girl’s...no wedgies...no nothin’...(Lzzug/Jing.) And that little flap... BAGS: Well I rolled it up real tight and slipped it in...this note was a little longer so it was harder to get it in the bow on her underwears...and... “baml”. . .I lost my balance! The. . .the ladder kicked out from beneath me and (Make: hitting round.) my leg was broke...I knew it right off the bat. . .I heard the crack an’ everything... CATHERINE: I got two little brothers and I didn't know that’s what it was for! (Laughing) Of course I have no use for it. . .but it’s sooo cute. . .you don’t think I’m a freak, right? BAGS: Would you know I climbed back over the fence...and put the ladder away and everything...so no one would find out...all with a broken leg!.. .and I knew my grandfather was laughin’. . .Jcause I could hear him say.. .“\then a Baggatusso falls in love. ..he falls. . .” (Lang/ring.) CATHERINE: Weli it worked. . .the guys’ underwear. . .I wore some every day... I’m even wearing some right now. .. (Show: the hand.) He actually stopped writing notes... BAGS: Needless to say...I couldn’t leave her notes anymore...at least not for awhile. . .man that thing took forever to heal. . .and itchy!? CATHERINE: It was nice. . .but it was a strange sort of silence. . .and I went back totfldngcmexfiinyfiuhmzn ACORN 47 BAGS: I convinced my uncle to switch rooms with me. ..’cause I told him that his room was closer to the bathroom...Weli my uncle’s room has this great view. . .of her washline. . .at ieast I could see what she wore that day, right? You know...open my window an’ maybe smell her detergent... anything... CATHERINE: I started thinking about what he thought about... BAGS: I dunno...I mean there were no panties...so I waited...I started thinkin’...maybe she didn’t wear any that day...y0u know...the kinky type... CATHERrNE: His letters were kind of romantic. . .I mean. . .for a guy who writes with a Brooklyn accent... BAGS: Well after a week I got pissed...what!? She didn’t wear panties for a whole week!? What else? I mean what’s she got under her bed? \Whips? Hot candle wax? Black mambos? CATHERINE: I'd like to marry a guy who’s romantic. . .iike the “boy next door” type... BAGS: Uh—uh, I’m sorry. . .this isn’t the type of giri a guy wants to marry. . .and that guy’s underwear out therewit’s too big for her brothers...an’ her father wears boxers. . .I know. . .I been watchin’. .. CATHERINE: I cooked and cleaned and vacuumed and flipped channels and shaved my father, but the laundry. ..I realized laundry for what it was... it’s not just another household chore. . .it’s a form of communication... BAGS: I broke my leg for this. . forget it. . .I stopped waiting. . .I don’t care if all the ciothesvlines in ail the neighborhoods in the world were fuli of panties...florai printed, frilly panties...with bows...French cut an’ all. . .who cares! CATHERINE: Being cooped up in that house like a pigeon...who needs it...I began to miss the notes. . .more and more and more... BAGS: I didn’t care about women...forgettaboutem! Not real ones at least...I got my uncle to get me couple of old Cosmos from the dental office where he works... CATHERINE: I felt stifled. . suffocated. .. BAGS: I read up on what women r3415; iiked for weeks. I took twenty-three romance quizzes. . .rnemorized all of the supermodels’ names and learned a little more than I needed to know about toxic shock syndrome. CATHERINE: I was lonely... BAGS: There’s no denyin’ it. . .I was horny... CATHERINE: I couldn’t take it...being so isolated...I just needed a friend... 48 DAVH)GRAZMNO so. . .just for kicks. . .one day.. .I put one pair of panties up on the clothes— line. . .nothing sexy. . .just pink. . .with a little ribbon shaped iike a bow.. . BAGS: Oh my god! CATHERINE: I waited...I decided to leave those panties up there all night long... BAGS: Oh my god! CATHERINE: I woke up the next morning...and nothing...Can guys reaily be that fickle. . .I mean one minute they’re putting notes in your panties and then nothing. . .just because a girl plays hard to get... BAGS: I couldn’t do nothin’! I tried gettin’ the phone number from my uncie. . . “The father is on his deathbed and you’re gonna be messin’ with his daughter?” I told him it was airight...I told him about the reappear- ance of the panties an’ everything. .I told him how it was a symbol...I even told him the real way that I broke my ieg...he looked at me like I had a hole in my head... CATHERINE: So...I saw...he wanted to play hard to get with me now...uh— uh. . .Catherine Dinoffrio is no man’s violin. . .she won’t he piayed. .. BAGS: Oh my god!! CATHERINE: Yep! Every color...size...shape imaginable...they all went up...I even took a trip to Victoria’s Secret and bought some new French cuts, a thong and several silk siips.. .I read somewhere that siik slips drive men nuts. . . Casmai think. . .I left the panties up overnight... BAGS: That night I learned how to go down the stairs on my ass. . .I got out in that patio. . .looked at all those panties blowing in the moonlight. . .wit’ all those bows...and had my first cigarette in what seemed like months...I picked a single acorn from the ground. . .I threw it just right. . .real gentle against the glass. . .and she came to her window. . .that night. . .at her win— dow...Catherine spoke the first words she would ever speak to me...it was the first time I would ever hear her voice. . .she said... CATHERINE: You1 re a freak! . .. BAGS: And it’s true. Maybe I am. CATHERINE: We went on our first date two nights after that...and three months from then my father passed away... BAGS: Yeah...an’ four days after that...my uncle threw me out...hut now me 211’ Catherine share our own clothesline. .. CATHERINE: Just you me. . .an’ my brothers... BAGS: Now that’s romance. . .that’s romance.. They kiss. Blackout.) 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