THE KING OF BANGOR
A Writer’s Gratitude…
A lot of people made this play possible—both in its creation on paper and then in its first run here in Melbourne, Australia… First and foremost I dedicate this play to Stephen King who first got me hooked with his New England working class vampires in
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Cast of Characters:
STEPHEN KING: Male, white, middle aged, tall and with a grandiose presence, with burning intelligence.
QUEENIE: Female, white, middle aged, homely, portly build, nurturing but can be overpowering.
MR KNIGHT: Male, white, middle aged, stocky build, possibly balding, worn out.
PRINCESS: Female, white, young, small town beauty, lithe, vulnerable but with worldly intelligence.
PRINCETON: Male, white, young, lean muscular build, simple and unassuming, actively interested.
“The King of Bangor”
A one act play written by Lee Gambin
KING: (reading from his work) The writer sat at his desk; his typewriter like a demanding metallic god longing to be worshipped. He looked over its broad little body and gently danced his fingertips across the keys.
KING: (reading) He noticed pieces of paper scattered by the deity and something caught his eye. A doodle. A foreign doodle. There was no way he sketched that.
KING: (still reading) That doodle didn’t
KING: (reading) When a writer hands over his work to someone its suddenly owned by that person and then passed on readily available to be re-read by someone else. The work of a writer is like nobody’s whore. (frustrated) Nobody’s whore? What the fuck is that all about for Chrissake?
MR. KNIGHT: (unwrapping the ball of paper and examining it) How about a slightly successful writer who comes back to his hometown to work on a new book? You know, someone who’s had two or three published doosies and one best seller and now he’s on the road to writing a real personal novel… something that takes him back to his childhood…
PRINCESS: How about a tortured teenager who is constantly picked on by her peers…
PRINCETON: What about a creep who buys something that takes over his life.
QUEENIE: You know a woman who commits adultery is left out in the storm; that’s one of the rules in literature. You should use it.
PRINCETON: …And then it’s a case of who owns who…
MR KNIGHT: What would happen if Dracula visited a small coastal town in the modern age?
PRINCESS: And the girl they pick on is some kind of genius. Or she’s got some kind of hidden talent.
MR. KNIGHT: I’ve always liked “Peyton Place” by Grace Metalious. What a great book…
QUEENIE: The storm can be anything you want it to be. It could be terrorists, a virus, a swarm of bees…
MR KNIGHT: A ghost story. How’s bout a good old fashioned ghost story?
PRINCETON: An assassin who’s hired to kill a little kid. Maybe like a little girl who can destroy cities. I ain’t too sure on how she can destroy whole cities just yet but she can.
PRINCESS: You could write about the imaginary fears and anxieties of a troubled young family going out the window when they’re faced with a quote unquote real threat…
QUEENIE: And the monster is actually just a lonely middle aged woman with delusions and obsessive needs which turn ugly.
MR. KNIGHT: A love story. Even better, a love triangle. The third party isn’t exactly human.
PRINCESS: An Indian burial ground.
PRINCETON: A rabid dog.
PRINCESS: A religious zealot.
MR. KNIGHT: (slightly warning) All work and no play…
QUEENIE: An Angel of Mercy nurse who has run out of patients… so she has to improvise…
MR. KNIGHT: How about a writer who has run out of ideas?
KING: I need a drink.
MR. KNIGHT: Like I said: All work and no play…
QUEENIE: How was the interview Stephen?
STEPHEN: Not as daunting as I expected. My answers seemed to ooze out.
QUEENIE: See? I told you it wouldn’t be so bad.
STEPHEN: It still wasn’t the easiest thing to get through though, I’d rather try rehab again to be totally honest.
QUEENIE: (re: his drinking) Well keep this up and you might be on your way.
KING: Don’t hound me, just let me be; I’m way on top of it.
QUEENIE: As you’ve always said.
KING: If you had a drink
QUEENIE: Oh so now drinking has become a hobby of sorts?
KING: Absolutely. Now join me. At least have a glass of wine for Chrissake. You’ll probably surprise yourself and have a good time. Come on, have a good time would ya? What are you afraid of?
QUEENIE: Shouldn’t you of all people know how to answer that question? You make a living out of giving folk a good scare.
KING: Well I’m pretty stuck at the moment.
QUEENIE: You’ll plough through the thicke ...