The distance between dreams and reality become incresingly blurred. Is Eileen alive? Dead? In a coma? Hallucinating? Time and reality take many strange twists as this haunting story follows what is real and what is imagined.
From the Play
Cast of Characters
Eileen Schadow ———————— Woman in middle age
Dr. Aachen ——————————Psychiatrist
Daniel Schadow ———————– Eileen’s son
Malon ————————————-Eileen’s former lover, a younger man
Dr. Benjamin Schadow ————–Eileen’s husband
Ms. Gold ——————————-A young woman, Dr. Schadow’s assistant
Ferryman ——————————-Old man
Time: The near future
Setting: A bare stage with four minimal settings: a psychiatrist’s office; a
living area with sofa; a laboratory with a computer and whiteboard: a skiff.
Running time: 20 – 30 mjnutes
(In the living room. Daniel jumps to his feet from sofa as his mother enters.)
EILEEN: Dan, you must help me. The fact is, I don’t know whether I’m —
DANIEL: Mother. This has got to stop. Your going on about these…dreams
of yours. What is it, some change of life thing? (He touches his ear; a dial
tone sounds.)Let me call this fellow I know. There are drugs for this
kind of problem.
EILEEN: Drugs might be part of the problem.
(He watches her so narrowly she falters)
EILEEN: I’m not sure I…feel well these days.
DANIEL: You look beautiful, Momma. But tired.
(He hesitates, then comes to her. She leans her head on his shoulder. A tableau)
DANIEL: You’re still upset from the accident. And no wonder, you were
lucky to come out with just a shaking up. Why don’t you have a glass
of wine? Take a hot bath. I love you, Dad loves you, and we’re glad
you’re okay. Everything will be fine.
EILEEN: But how did I come out of it, Dan?
DANIEL: Who cares! Just stop obsessing over it!
(He pats her back once more and releases her. She sniffles a little as she digs in her
EILEEN: Well —
DANIEL: Chill, Momma, take it easy. Stop imagining things.
EILEEN: All right. I’ll try. But, Dan? What puzzles me —
EILEEN: When I left Dr Aachen’s office a little while ago — I went to open
the door to my car – my little white Casuel, you know? The one I got
when I sold the boutique. And I happened to think, and I went around
front and — I could see myself perfectly in the paint. Not a ripple.
EILEEN: And I looked real close, and ran my fingernails over it. That car’s
never been in an accident.
(Daniel looks at her in silence. Lights out.)”