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"The Last Utopian (A Fourier Fantasy)" Part 9

"The Last Utopian (A Fourier Fantasy)" Part 9, by local playwright Sue Reynoldson is being published in serial weekly. Reproduction or production are encouraged with permission from the author. PDF of entire play is available upon request. A siite search for "Fourier" brings up the list of previous installments
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PLOT SYNOPSIS TO DATE:

PLOT SYNOPSIS, ACT I: In the early 19th century, the famous French Utopian is living with his three orphaned nieces at the family homestead in the countryside. He is in love with his youngest niece, Hortense, who has become his muse. He learns through eavesdropping from the parlor that she is not the paragon of virtue he had once supposed. He is caught eavesdropping and promises to be out of the parlor by midnight henceforth. Plans to move to Paris intensify. Charles and Hortense are caught in a compromising position and become the object of gossip. Charles breaks his promise to be out of the parlor by midnight and is banished.

ACT II begins Sunday, March 29:

Scene 1: Flashforward to a scene in Act II
Scene 2: Charles' three nieces engage in the oldest profession
Scene 3: Simultaneously, Charles travels toward them at their country homestead
Scene 4: Charles arrives
Scene 5: Charles proposes to Hortense
Scene 6: Charles is caught eavesdropping
Scene 7: Charles and Hortense are caught on the chaise
Scene 8: The sister's discuss Charles utopian plan
Scene 9: Charles is banished for breaking a promise

SCENE 9
CHARLES is in the parlor with a glass against the wall again. The clock strikes twelve. Charles quickly climbs down off the chair and moves it away from the wall. He replaces the glass carefully on the shelf. He picks up his notebook and starts toward the kitchen door. HORTENSE bursts into the room as if pushed.


CHARLES
Hortense. What are you doing up so late?

HORTENSE
You promised to be out of the parlor before midnight!

CHARLES
I was just leaving.

HORTENSE
But you promised to be out before midnight. Clarisse is going to write Aunt Sophie about you. Thirty instances where you were absolutely vile! Eavesdropping on us from the parlor… climbing the tree outside my window. Some liberator of human passions you have turned out to be! You are not who you pretend to be at all! You’re just a peeping Tom voyeur!

CHARLES
Be careful, Hortense. Some words can never be taken back… can never be forgiven.

HORTENSE
You are nothing but an arrogant imposter!

CHARLES
And after all I’ve done for you!

HORTENSE
You are just a skinny little, limp-noodled old pervert!

CHARLES
Well you are not who you pretend to be either, Hortense. Do you think I don't know what’s gong on here? What kind of fool do you take me for?

HORTENSE
Get out! Leave tonight! And take your stupid plan with you!

CHARLES
And I thought you were my raft in the storm!
[Dumping books into a trunk and tearing his plan off the wall]
You’re making a big mistake, Hortense. I would have taken good care of you. When my book is published and all the broad-shouldered cavaliers have turned their backs on you, you’ll have thirty years of loneliness to think about what you’ve said here tonight!
[He slams the lid of the trunk]
I hope you enjoy your penniless spinsterhood!
[He exits]

[CLARISSE enters]

CLARISSE
Well done, Hortense!

HORTENSE
[Weeping]
I'll never see him again!

[FANNY AND FRANCISCO ENTER]

FANNY
You will see him again! In Paris! We will all live above Francisco's new millenary. Clarisse and I will make hats and you will write for Enfantin. He pays women to write, you know. And there is a small theatre next door. You can perform your Egyptian dances there.

CLARISSE
Oh, Francisco, thank you!

FANNY
We’ll have to sell the family heirlooms and find a groundskeeper.

HORTENSE
[Still in tears]
He was going to dedicate the book to me.

FANNY
His coattails would have been a slippery ride, Hortense.

CLARISSE
He would have dumped you as soon as he finished picking your brain. Now you will earn your own reputation all by yourself.

FANNY
You are so talented. You will be very famous.

CLARISSE
We’ll all be famous!

HORTENSE
We’re already famous.

CLARISSE
Nobody will know us in Paris.

HORTENSE
Gerard will.

CLARISSE
Gerard will never leave the Pig ‘n Truffle. Oh, just think of all the fine gentlemen we’ll meet in Paris. We’re going to be so happy.

HORTENSE
‘We’re not here to be happy! We’re here to love the wrong people and break our hearts and die!’

END OF SCENE 9

END OF ACT I
 
 


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