Yellow Dress: Act 2 Scene 1

Act 2: Blue Tower

Scene 1: La Poupee

(Lights rise on a desolate world,
like something out of a Beksinski Painting.
An urban sprawl of spinning fans,
Stinking mist, and damp concrete.
Rain continues to fall.
Cody lies in a puddle passed out.
He is stark naked,
revealing a well-built physique.
Something is standing a bit of a ways away
It is the Doll.
She stands completely still,
wearing what appears to be a yellow dress...
we can’t really tell though...
She’s still shrouded in silhouette
Slowly but surely Cody stumbles awake.
He yawns and stretches and casually rubs at his crotch,
then the wetness sets in
and he realizes he’s lying in a puddle.
He pulls himself up to a sitting position.
His ass is now completely soaked.)

Cody:
The fuck?

(He looks at his surroundings.
He doesn’t recognize this place.)

Hello!?
Sean? Where are you buddy?

(He rises to his feet
and brushes himself off.
The Cold finally hits him.
He hugs himself and starts shivering.)

Hello?
Is there anybody around?

(He looks around and sees the Doll.)

Rose?
Is that you?
Please, you’ve got to help me
I-
I don’t know where I am or
How I got here

(A light finally rises on the Doll
as he grabs her shoulder
and turns her around
revealing two large black X’s
covering her eyes.)

Cody:
It’s not Rose. It’s...
It’s just a mannequin...
Wait a minute...
That dress...
It looks familiar...

The Doll:
You know it’s rude to stare at a woman’s chest.

Cody:
Oh I’m sorry!
I thought you were...
Someone else...

The Doll:
Do I look like your girlfriend?

Cody:
Or something.
Listen can you tell me where we are?
I just woke up in the alley over there
and I don’t know how I got there.

The Doll:
Rough night, huh?

Cody:
You could say.

The Doll:
Maybe I could make you feel better?

Cody:
Just directions would be fine.

The Doll:
Oh, I’m sorry...
Usually guys only approach me
When they want that sort of thing.

Cody:
Well that’s just awful!

What happened to your eyes?
If you don’t mind me asking...

The Doll:
Oh those old things?
I didn’t need them anymore.

Cody:
I see.

The Doll:
Oh your shivering!
You poor thing!
Why don’t you take this?

(She begins to take off the “dress.”)

Cody:
No, really...
It’s okay...
I don’t need it...
Thank you but...

(The dress is already off
revealing bright blue eyes
attached to the Doll’s breasts)

Cody:
So that’s where your eyes went.

The Doll:
You ought to take the dress.
It’s cold outside.
And you’ve a long journey ahead of you.

Cody:
A journey?

(Cody takes the dress.)

The Doll:
The Man has taken something precious of yours.

Cody:
The Man?
What man?

(Cody puts on the dress.)

The Doll:
THE Man.

Cody:
Does this man have a name?

The Doll:
If he does no one knows it.
The Man is the ruler of this world.
Been so for thousands of years.
No one knows when his reign began
No one knows when his reign will end.
The only thing we know is his word is supreme,
and He decided to take your friends away.
He’s locked them in two towers
on either side of the world.
At the top of the blue tower
an old flame waits, flickering.
At the top of the red tower
a flower has just begun to blossom.
Any moment now the flame could flicker out.
Any moment now the flower could wither away.
Do you understand?

Cody:
Sean...
And Rose...

The Doll:
And so...
You must choose...
Which tower will you climb first?

Cody:
How will I know how to get to these towers once I decide?

The Doll:
Follow the road we are on now.
You will find a little girl in a Yellow Dress
just like the one you are wearing.
Tell her your choice
and she will lead you to the tower.

Cody:
Rose?
And...
Sean?
But I don’t understand...
What have they done?
Why has he taken them?

The Doll:
They have done nothing and that is precisely the point.
They have been brought here because they are witnesses.

Cody:
Witnesses to what?

The Doll:
To the creation of the creature that stands before me.

Cody:
But how am I supposed to choose between them?

The Doll:
The only choice you must make
is who you retrieve first.
If you’re fast enough...
it is possible to rescue both.
Now enough talk.
Time is growing short.
If you do not hurry up
Then they shall befall a fate worse than death.
Now run I say, run!
You have until the sun rises!