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This production will use the Main Stage Theater Seating Layout.
Production DatesFriday January 17th
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Random Pictures from
the Production
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© copyright 2003 Townplayers of Pittsfield, Inc. and Robert Boland. |
© copyright 2003 Townplayers of Pittsfield, Inc. and Robert Boland. |
© copyright 2003 Townplayers of Pittsfield, Inc. and Robert Boland. |
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ACT I
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VERA : "Who pitched a back to back no-hitters
for the Cincinnati Reds in 1938?" Renee : Is it baseball or football? Vera : Give up. You'll never get it. I have to leave by twelve. Mickey : I'm really starting to worry about Florence. She's never been this late before. |
| Olive : So, what have you been doing, Phil?
You're in a bind? This is going to cost me. Sylvie : Even money she goes to six-fifty. Renee : You give your ex-husband six humdered and fifty dollars and your best friends get to eat the Dead Sea Scrolls? Olive : I must be crazy. Why an I sending a shiftless gambler like Phil seven hundered and fifty dollars? |
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Florence : Anyone call about me? Olive : Call? Not that I can remember. Why? Were you expecting a call? Florence : Me? Who would call for me? |
| Florence : Gee, it's a pretty view from up here.
What is it twelve floors? Olive : No. It's only eleven. It says twelve but it's only eleven. |
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Florence : Fourteen years!
Did you know that we were married fourteen years? And know it's over. Mickey : It's allright. Let it all out. Florence : Twelve hours I've been crying. I don't know where it's all coming from. |
| Vera : If you need me, I'll be at the Meridian Motel in Miami Beach. |
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Olive : You're tensing up again. Florence : I'm married to a five foot three inch man with an oversized toupee and boots up to his knees and he walks out on ME??? |
| Olive : What are you doing. Florence : I'm trying to clear my ears. You create a presure inside and then it opens up. Olive : Did it open up? Florence : A little. I think I strained my throat. |
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Olive : Listen to me . . . . Tonight you're going to sleep here. Tomorrow you're going to go home, pack up your sinus medicines and your after shave lotions and move in here with me. Florence : Won't I be in the way? Olive : Of course you will. Florence : Then why do you want me to live with you? Olive : Because - I can't stand living by myself either. |
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ACT II
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Florence : An ice-cold drink for Mickey. Where's your coaster? Vera : I thought that they were big choclate mints. |
| Vera : That smells wonderful. What is it? Florence : It's crab salad with curry sauce and a dash of dill on Swedish rye. Vera : You went to all this trouble just for me? Florence : It's no trouble. You know how I love to cook. |
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Rene : What's that smell? Disinfectant! . . . . It's the cards. She washed the cards. |
| Olive : I'd be immensely grateful to you if
you didn't clean up just now. Florence : It's only a few things. Olive : Then don't wipe the telephone. Some of my favorite fingerprings are on that telephone. |
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Olive : Listen to me good. There are two sexes
in this world. We're one of them. Nature demands that
our sex sometimes has to get in touch with their sex. Florence : I'm jujst seperated a few weeks. Give me a little time. Olive : I would just like to have dinner one night with a couple of nice guys. |
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ACT II
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Olive : It's gorgeous . . . . . It looks like a Noel Coward play. |
| Olive : Alright. Come on. What it it? Florence : Let's start with what time do you think it is? Olive : I don't know. Seven-thirty? Florence : Try eight-thirty. |
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Olive : I'm not late. What difference does it
make what time it is? Florence : You told me they were coming at seven-thirty. At seven-thirty they arrive and we have cocktails. At eight o'clock sharp we sit down and have dinner. It is now eight-twenty-one and I have a big beautiful bird that's ready to be served. If we don't eat in five minutes, it might as well fly out of here. |
| Jesus : With our deep felicitations,
Manolo and I have brought you fresh flowers
and fresh candy. I hope you like them. They are no good. Olive : They're no good? Manolo : Si. Very chewy. Olive : Do you mean nougat? |
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Manolo : You lied to me, Olive. Ees not sloppy. Olive : Since then I have a woman who cleans every day. Manolo : I have the same thing. It's Hayzoos. |
| Manolo : Spain is still very traditional,
very old-fashioned. They feel eet ees the man
who should steal the cake. Florence : The breadwinner? Jesus : Manolo and I are very up-to-date. Very new-fashioned. |
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Florence : That's my little boy and girl. Manolo : Muy preciosos. The little girl looks like you. OddCF That's the little boy. |
| Olive : Are they cute?? . . . . Our time has come, Florence. This is going to be a great year for women. Come on. Florence : I'm not going. Olive : What? OddCF I don't know how to talk to them. |
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ACT II
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| Florence : Alright, how much longer
is this going to go on?
Are you going to spend the rest of your life not talking to me. Olive : You had your chance to talk last night. I begged you to come upstairs with me. I was looking for romance and instead I got a petrified woman standing in my doorway. |
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Florence : I'd like to leave now. Olive : Florence, we've been good friends too long to end it this way. We're civilized people. Let's shake hands and part like gentlemen . . . . Florence : There's nothing gentle about being kicked out. |
| Sylvee : Where's Florence? Olive : She left. She's angry because she didn't like what I said. Vera : What did you say? Olive : I said "Get out of my house!" |
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Jesus : Florence doesn't want to stay.
Please tell her to stay. Florence : Really, fellows, this is very embarrassing. I can go to a hotel. Manolo : I told you we have a spare room. Florence : You sure I wouldn't be too much trouble? |
| Olive : Phil, I'm positively through
sending you any more checks. . . . . . . You mean you repaid everything? . . . . . Does that mean ou won't be calling me anymore, Phil? . . . . . Good I hope you will. |
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Olive : I guess he doesn't need me anymore. Florence : Liking you is better than needing you. Olive : You better go. You're starting to sound like a fortune cookie. Vera : You want to play? Florence : I would but I'm berry, berry busy . . . . . |
| Renee : Four . . . . Entertainment Vera : "According to the 1962 Four Seasons' smash hit, who doesn't cry?" Olive : "Big girls don't cry". |
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