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A play for 3 people. Lose weight does not get up! Dramatic comedy - Nikolay Lakutin

A play for 3 people. Lose weight does not get up! Dramatic comedy

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2022

In our constantly evolving society, it is fascinating to observe the multitude of discussions revolving around one particular subject: the figure. This encompasses the extraordinary diversity of experiences individuals have when it comes to their body and its relationship with their appearance. It's intriguing how some people seem to possess an innate ability to indulge in their culinary desires without any visible consequences, effortlessly maintaining a slim physique. On the other hand, there are those unfortunate souls who merely catch a whiff of a delectable treat and find themselves waking up the next morning with an unexpected surplus of weight, gaining a frustrating 3 kilograms.

Amidst this spectrum of contrasting experiences, we encounter our resilient protagonist, a heroine who has unfortunately lost the battle for maintaining her desired appearance. However, it's crucial to remember that losing one battle doesn't equate to losing the entire war when it comes to self-image and personal well-being. The human spirit is incredibly resilient, and setbacks can often serve as powerful motivators for ultimate triumph.

Therefore, let us foster a collective mindset that wishes such unwavering determination and unwavering incentive for victory upon everyone. By embracing the journey of self-discovery and embarking on the path of personal growth, we can unlock the potential within ourselves to overcome obstacles and achieve the physical and emotional harmony that we seek.

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Dramatic comedy for 3 people in three acts (18+)

Duration 2 hours, including one intermission.

An explanatory note for the director is attached at the end of the play.

ACTORS

Eleanor.

Kostya.

Violetta.

Action 1

Scene 1. Her Majesty – Eleanor.

ztm.

In the pitch darkness, Eleanor's throaty little urge breaks out of the silence of intriguing expectation.

Eleanor (throaty, restrained, incomprehensible sound). Hack.

Silence.

Darkness.

A small pause.

The strange sound is repeated.

Eleanor (throaty, restrained, incomprehensible sound). Heck.

Y… silence.

Darkness.

A small pause.

Eleanor (worried, no longer restrained, emotional). Oop! Oop! Opanki! O-pa-pulechki…

the light turns on smoothly.

The living room is illuminated, in the center of which sits sooooooo full Eleanor in her chair. She is desperately trying to get herself out of this chair and get up!

Eleanor (worried, no longer restrained, emotional). Hey! Opapulechki! Opapulenkiiii… Eeeeeee....

AND, YES!!! She still manages to do it!!! Eleanor gets up. With difficulty, not immediately straightening up, but stands up, presenting in all its glory and volumes.

Groaning and groaning, he walks slowly, heavily around the room.

Eleanor (exhaling heavily). Yes… where are my seventeen years. Was a reed (a small pause)… at four. Like an aspen tree! At seventeen, she was already a dubik, but still had proportions. Kostya picked up her own just then… (With nostalgia.) Eh, those were glorious times… Although she was a dubik, but a dubik with a spark, with a hitch … (Having grown sad and withstood a short pause.). And now it has become a baobab. Without a spark…, without a hitch… How else Kostya hasn't run away from me so far – I don't know. I would have run away from myself a long time ago.

He walks heavily to the mirror, looks at himself with a condemning, reproachful look.

Waving his hand at himself in the mirror, he goes to the forefront to communicate with the viewer.

Eleanor (to the viewer, sincerely). What have I not tried! Diets in general, all that there are have passed through me. Physical exertion, as much as possible – were. Proper nutrition, vegetarianism… I was even a vegan… but not for long. I was sitting on a raw food diet… I almost died, but I still didn't lose weight. Wraps, baths, different modes… Yes, all… Well, really… That's all there is – I've tried everything. But I'm only getting wider from all this… I don't know what to do.

Kostya enters. He's in high spirits. Hiding some kind of box behind his back.

Kostya (happily). Ale? I'm at home. Look what I brought. Ale… oop!

Pulls out a box of cakes from behind his back.

Eleanor (turning around, joyfully, seeing her husband). Kostya! (Ambiguously, after seeing a box of cakes.) Kooooostik, what are you doing to me, that's Herod. How is it possible with real people. You know how much I love sweets, but…

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