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Saturday, December 20, 2008

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(TRAFFIC PASSING, VOICES PASSING')

GK: I grew up in Canada, in the woods of Quebec. I knew her there. She lived about fifty feet from me. And so it was nice to be with her again in New York. Leaning up against a building on Greenwich Street. I was always in love with her, but I was a spruce and she was a pine. And now we were closer than ever, in a Christmas tree lot — our branches intermingling.

(PEOPLE PASSING, TRAFFIC)

SS: It's rather warm in New York in December, don't you think.

GK: I guess. But I'm warm because you're next to me.

SS: It's nice, isn't it.

GK: It is. I always wondered what it'd be like to touch you and now I know.

SS: Too bad we had to die to make it happen, though.

GK: I don't know. To die for love — . Some of those old very tall trees were— they just struck me as brain-dead. Nothing to say. Just stand there and sway in the wind.

SS: Anyway, we got to see New York City.

GK: It's a lot to take in, isn't it? (TRAFFIC, PEOPLE)

SS: I mean you assume you're going to stand in one place for your whole entire life and then suddenly there's this crazy journey and you see all these things-i

GK: And feel all these things. Like your needles. They're so soft. So sensuous.

SS: You think so? (A BEAT, CARS, PEOPLE)

GK: You smell good too.

SS: Oh thanks. You do too.

GK: Thanks. — I just never felt this close to another tree before.

SS: Neither did I.

GK: I wonder if we could — you know—

SS: What?

GK: You know.

SS: You mean—

GK: Yes.

SS: Exchange cones?

GK: I mean, here we are, pressed right up against each other.

SS: I know.

GK: Are you okay? I'm not crushing you or anything am I?

SS: No, I like it.

GK: I always wanted to talk to you in the forest. But I didn't know what to say. And I'm a spruce and you're a pine. But now we're close and it doesn't matter anymore, spruce or pine— we're all just Christmas trees.

SS: Well, I liked you, too. I used to admire your cones so much.

GK: You did?

SS: They're so big. And beautiful.

GK: Really—

SS: I always hoped maybe a squirrel could pick one up and bring it over.

GK: You did?

SS: But it's too late for that now-

GK: It's not too late—

(PEOPLE TALKING, OFF)

(FOOTSTEPS CRUNCH AWAY, UNDER)

SS: . I want to go to a nice home with kids. Kids who really appreciate a tree.

GK: You're going to go first. I can tell you will.

SS: No I won't.

GK: Yes you will. Look at me. I've got a giant bald spot. And I've got another one on the other side that he didn't see.

SS: You're very stately. And you've got really really big cones.

GK: No, look at you. You're perfect. You're symmetrical. I'm all old and misshapen-and there you are, full-bodied and shapely-

SS: I think you're being too hard on yourself

GK: Probably what's going to happen to me is that nobody'll buy me and they'll throw me away in a vacant lot and you'll get taken home and decorated beautifully and I'll never see you again.

SS: Stop it.

GK: I'm just being honest.

SS: Lean up against me.

GK: Oh that's nice. You feel so good. So good. (A BEAT. FOOTSTEPS ON SNOW, ER HUMMING) TR (ARABIC): Thirty-five dollars 35 dollars.

ER: For a tree? TR (ARABIC): For you, thirty dollars. Very nice trees. All very lovely.

ER: Oh my gosh, that's so cheap. I thought it was going to be like 100 bucks or something. FN (ARABIC): For you, it is thirty dollars. Very beautiful trees pick one you like.

GK: She seems nice.

SS: Yes.

GK: I hope she picks you.

SS: I hope she picks you.

GK: She's not going to pick me.

SS: I don't really want her to pick either of us.

ER: Wow, look at this one. It's so big. That would look great in my living room.

SS: See? She likes you. Go for it .

GK: No. I want to stay here with you.

SS: I love you. No matter what happens.

GK: I love you too.

ER: But look at this one. It has a really nice shape.

GK: See?

SS: No no. Don't think about it. Maybe she'll keep walking. TR (ARABIC): you pick a nice tree for apartment, very pretty, bring you happiness and joy.

ER: I know, I just don't know which one to choose.

SS: You should go with her.

GK: No you should.

SS: I think you should go. We're dying anyway.

GK: I want to die with you.

SS: Go be happy. Get hung with lights.

GK: She should bring you home. You're younger. I'm just going to end up in the chipper. FN (ARABIC): I can wrap one up for you. Which one you want?

SS: I wish I had gotten to know you better.

GK: Me too.

SS: All that time in the forest. I don't know what we thought was going to happen.

GK: We thought nothing was going to happen. That was the problem.

SS: When the man came with the chainsaw, I looked at you and I knew that you knew.

GK: I think I did know.

SS: And now here we are.

GK: And what can we do but smell each other (INHALE)

SS: Lean on each other and inhale. (INHALE)

ER: Okay I think I made up my mind. TR (ARABIC): You have tree you enjoy tree. Which one you want?

ER: I want this one right here. TR (ARABIC): A good choice. A beautiful tree.

ER: There you go. TR (ARABIC): Thank you very much.

ER: (HOISTS TREE) Come on tree. Let's go home. (FOOTSTEPS IN SNOW)

GK: Goodbye, darling. There'll never be another tree for me. I'll love you forever.

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