Pierre Alferi (b. 1963)
Coincés (2000)
(Cornered, 8min, music by Rodolphe Burger, 2000).

— Won’t you get in ?
— I’m expecting someone.
— Are you early, or is he late ?
— I think she won’t come now.
— Why ?
— I watched the opening. The escalator spitting people on the sidewalk.
— They look like suitcases.
— I wondered which one was mine. And then I understood.
— What ?
— That she wouldn’t come out.
— What makes you say that ?
— She doesn’t know I’m here.
— Who is she ? Your fiancée ?
— Nope.
— Who then ?
— I don’t know.
— Could it be anyone ?
— Anyone.
— Real or imaginary ? I’m curious.
— Real, of course. I don’t play guesswords.
— Would you have recognized her ?
— Out of a thousand.
— Could it be… me ?
— I don’t understand conditional verbs.
— I could convince you.
— You won’t even try, as I know you.
— Indeed I won’t, it would make it all wrong. So, we don’t kiss ?
— Nope. Not this time.
— What if there is no next time ?
— It’s not a proper place.
— There might be a reason for that.
— They want to try us.
— You’re making fun of me.
— They’re making fun of us.
— You know that you won’t leave the set before the kiss !
— I dare you !

How many sweet thoughts, how much longing
Lead them into this painful passage. Dante.