A.
HEINRICH. I work for a pretty big corporation. I sit on the ground floor, behind the glass pane in the lobby. Everyone that works in the building walks past me. The building is big, really big, sixteen floors, and next to me there are monitors transmitting pictures from the security cameras.
In the control room we work shifts, usually in twos. On the night shift we also do the round through the building. On the night round we check every room, we unlock and lock every single room. That takes time. The building is extensive, there is everything you would imagine: the executive floor, the meeting rooms that still smell of cigarettes at night, the sectors of the different departments and sub-departments, the administration offices, developĀment, the creative rooms, the labs and the huge computer control room in the basement. Thatās where they save data from all over the world: data from the branches in the US, South Africa, India.
Next to the monitors for the security cameras is my own little TV. Itās not really allowed but no one says anything. Not even Kramer, who lives with the woman who more or less owns the corporation. Kramer basically runs this place. Iām not really sure what she does. But when she walks past, I always turn it off.
Sometimes they even show our companyās ad ā in our ad a man in a park carries a woman over a huge puddle. Then thereās a slogan and our logo.
Pause.
Itās strange. Itās like itās nicked from somewhere. In any case the adās been on for over a year and itās time for a new ad: maybe something completely different ā something that has more to do with me ā or with our products. I mean ā I donāt get the connection.
We usually work shifts in twos. Iām often on duty with Maria. Maria sees the ad very differently. She likes the ad. But Iād like something with more action. I like action films. Or thrillers.
Maria and I talk a lot about the things we watch on TV while weāre doing our shift. About the couples in the films for example. I mean: in real life itās just different. People donāt just get together. Itās rare that two people meet and then bang, they fall in love. It hardly ever happens. Or that a man in a park carries a woman over a huge puddle like in our ad. When does that happen? āRight? Right?ā I say and turn to Maria.āI mean just look at you and me. I donāt carry you across any puddles either.ā And then she laughs.
1.1.
A top executiveās office. ANGELIKA and SABINE are sitting facing each other.
ANGELIKA. Iām glad youāre here.
Short pause.
Iām pleased. I was very curious how you ā Iām sorry you had to wait those ten minutes. Iām really very pleased.
SABINE. You donāt have to reassure me. Iām not nervous.
ANGELIKA. Thereās no reason to be nervous.
SABINE. Yes, there is. But Iām not.
ANGELIKA. No? I am, a little.
SABINE. You?
ANGELIKA. Yes, certainly.
Pause.
SABINE. Spare me.
ANGELIKA. What?
SABINE. These pleasantries. We donāt need to make small talk here.
ANGELIKA. Is that what Iām doing?
SABINE. We both know thereās a conflict here.
ANGELIKA. Maybe we assess the ā situation differently.
SABINE. You say youāre pleased Iām here.
ANGELIKA. Yes ā
SABINE. You say youāre sorry I had to wait outside in the corridor with your secretary. But none of thatās true. Youāre not sorry. To make someone wait for more than five minutes is a subliminal act of aggression. You know that very well.
Pause.
ANGELIKA. Ok. I hope my secretary explained why you had to wait. I still had to ā
SABINE. Youāre trying to establish a certain climate of conversation here. Youāre trying to establish an atmosphere of friendliness, helpfulness and warmth which is completely inappropriate. You say youāre nervous although thatās probably not true. Youāre only doing that to relax the situation.
But the situation canāt be relaxed. No matter how you āassess the situationā. There are obviously two different interests at stake here, and they donāt meet.
ANGELIKA. Just a moment. Hang on.
SABINE. No ā
ANGELIKA. Yes ā
SABINE. Itās completely ā
ANGELIKA. Stop.
SABINE. So far the whole course of this conversation ā
ANGELIKA. Stop.
SABINE stands up if she was sitting. No ā
ANGELIKA. Sabine!
Short pause.
Can we begin to talk now?
Short pause.
SABINE. As you like. Go on.
1.2.
ANGELIKA. To throw the coffee in her face was a gaffe. A lapse in control. But she didnāt deserve any better. That p...