LOBBY
GK: Our show comes to you from West 43rd Street in New York
City, across the street from the Stephen Sondheim Theater,
around the corner from the Belasco on 44th, a stone's throw from
Broadway, and it's been a good year ---- the Globe Theater
productions of Twelfth Night and Richard III starring Mark
Rylance, the terrific dancing in After Midnight ---- and then
there's the lobby at intermission, a show in itself. Here is some
overheard dialogue from Broadway lobbies this past way,
collected by our researcher. (PIANO)
FN: This is better than anything! This is amazing! This has gotta
win a Tony.
SS: I wish I liked her, but I don't. She doesn't convince me.
FN: How can you say that?
SS: I liked it up until that last number. Then I was like, what the
heck is happening? I still like it though. We'll see. It's not as
much fun when you know how it ends.
FN: I heard Obama is on the next street over seeing "A Raisin in
the Sun"!
TR: That's why everything is all blocked off over there. Typical.
DR: There's only one show I ever walked out on, and that was
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. God, I was bored at that show.
SS: This is going to be looooong. I already know I won't have
enough time to pee.
DR: Is there a bar upstairs? If this gets any worse I'm going to
need a drink.
FN: You like it?
TR: It's fun, yeah. Great. I mean, I like the dancing.
FN: Just the dancing?
TR: For a musical, it's okay---- that's all I'm saying.
FN: Oh. Look. Chuck Norris in the front row. Chuck Norris.
How often do you get that? A big star.
SS: Even sitting ten rows back, you can tell she's had work done
on her eyebrows and they are really messed up and the only
reason I would forgive that is if she had an accident or
something.
FN: Maybe she did.
SS: Who you writing to?
DR: Oh... no one.
SS: What?
DR: I'm just checking e-mail.
SS: You know how to delete, don't you? You don't need that
round button...no, don't do that. You don't need to do that.
DR: I just do it my way.
SS: But you can just select and delete all, like this. No, like this.
DR: I like my way.
TR (NY): Oh my gawd, I LOVE that show! ----Oh, that's not
the show? Which one is it then? Really? I never saw it. It was
good though? Really?
DR: I think it's absurd they only have Jack Daniels at the bar.
You would think they would at least have Jameson. $12 for
Jack Daniels. But I guess you get to keep the cup.
SS: I mean thank you, but no thank you. He wasn't bad looking
but he was weird, like an English major or something.
TR (QUIETLY): Please let there be a short person sitting there,
please let there be a short person...
SS: I am dying to see that. I heard it was very good.
FN: Wasn't she depressed? Like, tried to kill herself? I thought I
read that.
SS: She used to be. Now she's on some hormone corrector or
something like that. Anyway, it's supposed to be very good, I
have some of the music on my iPod already.
TR: It's sure got a lot of buzz.
SS: It's good.
FN: It is. It's great. I'd see it again.
SS: I mean, Wicked is still my all-time favorite-oh my god I
just love that show-but this is so fun. I'd totally see it again.
TR: Right.
SS: See? I told you I heard it was good.
FN: Well it is.
TR: Mmhmm.
SS: It's a bit of a spectacle. Kind of in-your-face.
TR: It's fine. Entertaining, at least. Just, I dunno, a bit much."
FN: Well, it's the second act now so we'll just have to see.
SS: Look at the line at the ladies' room. I may have to pee in a
cup.
DR: Thirty dollars for a T-shirt??
FN: OH MY GOD. THIS WAS SO GREAT.
SS: I've never seen you cry! I am, too!
FN: I told you! Didn't I tell you? I told you! Ohmygawd.
SS: I didn't know what to expect. It's good, right? I think it's
good. I should tell Bob to come to this. He doesn't really like
music, or musicals, or singing really, but I think he would like
this.