The following is the script from a short one man play performed in the lounge-room at Cole Street on the evening of the 11th of December. The play concerns a young reporter by the name of Grant Wyeth who is allowed an exclusive interview with the President of the United States of America, George W Bush. Both characters were performed by Grant Wyeth in real time.
Grant Wyeth: Mr President, thank you for your time.
George W Bush: It's a pleasure.
Grant: You talk a tough game, Mr President, do you think this works well for you?
George: People know where I stand. I'm not afraid of stepping on a few toes.
Grant: Do you think, with hindsight, you could use a bit more tact?
George: I've never been comfortable with the 'wait and see' mentality.
Grant: American imperialist dog! September 11 hurt us all, but you took it too far.
George: Bite your tongue, mister. A lesser man would have you on the street for such talk.
Grant: I apologise, sir. I got a little heated.
George: Where do you think it came from, do you have issues with your father?
Grant: I've never made love to a woman.
George: Love isn't something you can pick out of the frozen foods section of the supermarket, you have to make an effort.
Grant: That's easier said than done. A guy like you, in your position...
George: Do you know what you are doing?
Grant: I've seen pictures.
George: I meant, do you know how to talk to a lady, make her feel good about herself?
Grant: Maybe.
George: From what I've learned, the best way to a win a woman's heart is by making her laugh.
Grant: I have my own ideas about women.
George: Well, they haven't got you very far, have they?
Grant: [...]
George: Let me tell you something, son. Women aren't looking for you. Guys like you are like farmhouse rats - seen one, seen 'em all. You have to differentiate, make yourself unique.
Grant: And how would I do that?
George: That's not for me to tell you, you have to figure it out for yourself. Life is a creative process.
Grant: The world changes so rapidly. How can I keep up?
George: The rotation of the Earth is only a problem to those who stand still.
Grant: When you're out fighting wars do you ever get lonely?
George: Not for a minute, the thrust and parry of conflict excites me. I'm absorbed in the moment.
Grant: Sometimes I cry myself to sleep. The pillowcase absorbs the tears and by morning they've dried out and no-one knows.
George: The army will toughen you up.
Grant: I don't want to toughen up. I don't agree with violence.
George: Violence won't cease just because you don't agree with it. It's roots are deeper than the California Valley Oak.
Grant: Deep roots make for shallow graves.
George: Strong men never die.
END SCENE
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