INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY
Hedy (46) and her mother, Sonia (80), chat while playing Scrabble.
Ma, suppose you could travel anywhere you
wanted to, I mean if money were no object.
Where would you want to go?
Sonia has a doubtful look. Long pause.
And, if you didn’t have this foot
problem, if you could walk okay.
Isn’t there some place you would like to visit?
A shorter pause.
Well, I suppose Israel.
Well, that’s not surprising.
Okay, let’s say besides Israel.
A longer pause, again. Sonia thinks.
Not really. I’m quite happy where I am, I guess.
But there must be some place, some country
you’d be curious to see?
We had a chance to go to England,
don’t you remember? When
Daddy and I won tickets to London?
Oh yeah…you decided not to go because…
…we couldn’t afford to! The tickets were
for the airfare only.
And anyway, I don’t like the thought
of flying across the ocean. All that water…
Of course, with Israel it’s different,
El Al has an excellent safety record…
(seizing on a sure bet)
Italy! Wouldn’t you like to see Italy?
Sonia is shaking her head, pursing her lips.
Opera, you love it! Museums…?
Art! C’mon, Ma! Culture!
No…I’ve always been happy to stay
here, with what I have… You know we
never had much, we always had to scramble
just to make ends meet; I never had time for
dreaming like that.
But Ma… aren’t you ever curious to see
other places? How other people live??
Sonia is pensive.
You know, Auntie Rose has travelled
all over the world, she can’t stay still,
she’s never satisfied…I’m not like that.
But Ma. It can be so… so enriching to
see how others live. Aren’t you curious at all??
And Uncle Nathan and Aunt Eleanor
went to the islands once, and they got
told off once: ‘Well, if you don’t like it
here, don’t come here!’
Huh? Who said that to them?
The…the people at the hotel, I
don’t know, I guess maybe Aunt
Eleanor was complaining about the
room or something…she was kind of
(shaking her head)
I know people who’ve been to Mexico.
There are children there who go begging
on the streets, it would make me too sad…
Hedy sighs, finally realizes it’s no use.
So…whose turn is it?
Mine! Okay, I’ll just go here for now…
3 thoughts on “A Conversation”
I get the feeling Sonia just doesn’t really enjoy travel that much. Poor Hedy.
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No, she really didn’t. She much preferred sitting in her recliner, doggie on her lap, eyes closed, listening to her beloved opera. My dear sweet Mom, gee I miss her!!
Ah, I understand more clearly now. Still, if she spent her time where she was happiest, perhaps staying put was the best thing for her in the end.
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