Dead Man's Cell Phone Jean Monologue
Dead Man's Cell Phone Jean Monologue
JEAN:
You know what’s funny? I never had a cell phone. I didn’t want to always be there, you know.
Like if your phone is on you’re supposed to be there. Sometimes I like to disappear. But it’s like
– when everyone has their cell phone on, no one is there. It’s like we’re all disappearing the
more we’re there. Last week there was this woman in line at the pharmacy and she was like,
“Shit, Shit!” on her cell phone and she kept saying “shit, fuck, you’re shitting me, you’re fucking
shitting me, no fucking way, bitch, if you’re shitting me I’ll fucking kill you” you know, that kind
of thing, and there were all these old people in line and it was like she didn’t care if she told her
whole life, the worst part of her life, in front of the people in line. It was like – people who are
in line at pharmacies must be strangers. By definition. And I thought that was sad.
But when Gordon’s phone rang and rang, after he died, I thought his phone was beautiful, like it
was the only thing keeping him alive, like as long as people called him he would be alive. That
sounds – a little – I know – but all those molecules, in the air, trying to talk to Gordon – and
Gordon – he’s in the air too – so maybe they all would meet up there, whizzing around – those
bits of air – and voices.