Page 244 - Sweet Embraceable You: Coffee-House Stories

232 Jack Fritscher

Teufel: You call for your father. You cry for your sisters and your
brother.
Anna: No. Those are your dreams, Frau Teufel, not mine.
Teufel: ...but you never call for your mother.
Anna: My poor mother is dead. My father is dead. My family: all
dead.
Teufel: Some there are, they say, who want you dead as well.
Anna: My father was a farmer. He died of hunger.
Teufel: Your father was Czar Nicholas II of Russia.
Anna: You read too many fairy tales.

CLOSE TEUFEL
Teufel: I read only the newspaper. You see. Here. A story by an
American journalist. He too writes of rumors running ram-
pant throughout Europe that one of the Czar’s daughters, one
of the Grand Duchesses, escaped the cellar at Ekaterinburg.

MEDIUM ANNA AND TEUFEL

Anna: Ffff! Everyone knows they all died that night...
Teufel: ...all except one...
Anna: ...and their bodies were cremated and their ashes scattered
to the winds.
Teufel: Even the Reds whisper that Anastasia escaped...

CLOSE UP ANNA

Anna: They were shot and nothing was left.

CLOSE UP TEUFEL
Teufel: The American journalist says a Red guard named Eu-
genev noticed that the Grand Duchess Anastasia was not
dead. He stole her away unconscious.
CLOSE UP ANNA

Anna: Romantic gossip.

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