lunes, 4 de mayo de 2026

BEN & ANDRÉ (Quantum love and dark humor.)

 

 


 

BEN & ANDRÉ

Quantum love and dark humor.

 

By Benjamín Gavarre Silva

 

© BENJAMÍN GAVARRE SILVA

Please contact this address for production inquiries or permissions: gavarreunam@gmail.com

 

 

"An actor who remembers every lifetime, and a philosopher who tries to explain chaos with logic. Across infinite versions of Earth, Ben and André are destined—doomed—to meet. BEN & ANDRÉ (Quantum Anomaly) is a journey through the cracks of reality where love is the only constant that survives the collapse of time. A glitch in the system? In this piece of fragmented realities, Ben hopelessly follows André through dimensions where 'coffee' (the drink) doesn't exist, names mutate, and the universe pixelates, proving that even in the strangest anomaly, some presences are impossible to forget. Earth 0, Earth 1, Earth 2... the setup shifts, but the pull remains. Through sharp dialogue and quantum leaps, the author presents a play where time is a map that lies and memory is the only bridge over the abyss of uncertainty."

 

CHARACTERS

  • ANDRÉ: Philosopher, 38 years old. Analytical, skeptical, and effortlessly untidy in an elegant way. He is the anchor of logic in a crumbling universe; a man trying to explain with reason what can only be felt with memory.
  • BEN: Actor, 25 years old. "The Traveler". Cynical, passionate, and vibrant. He carries the weight of a thousand lifetimes and the knowledge of every Earth. He is the quantum anomaly who insists on loving André, over and over again, through time.

 

ACT ONE

SCENE 0

EARTH 1

(Indifference)

(A gray city street. Traffic noise. The lighting is flat and cold. ANDRÉ walks with a newspaper tucked under his arm. BEN walks in the opposite direction. Their shoulders brush as they pass each other. Neither stops. No eye contact. The world keeps spinning as if nothing happened).

 

SCENE 0.1

EARTH 1

(The Map)

(The same street, but with a slightly warmer light. ANDRÉ is waiting at a bus stop. BEN approaches, looking lost).

BEN

(A bit rushed)

Excuse me, do you know which bus takes me to Lieja Street?

ANDRÉ

(Without taking his eyes off his newspaper, points a dry finger at a metal sign right in front of them)

The map is right there. Exactly twelve inches from your nose.

BEN

(Awkward)

Ah. Right. Didn't see it. Thanks for the... kindness.

ANDRÉ

(Dry)

Don't mention it. That’s what maps were invented for.

(BEN stares at the map, annoyed. ANDRÉ gets on the bus without looking back at him).

 

SCENE 0.2

EARTH 1

(The Setup Said Yes)

(A pedestrian street. ANDRÉ is walking slowly. BEN is right behind him. Both stop at the exact same time in front of a bookstore window display. They look at each other).

BEN

(With a strange familiarity)

I feel like I owe you an apology, but I don't even know what for.

ANDRÉ

(Puzzled)

Funny. I feel like giving you a sarcastic comeback, but I just don't have the energy.

BEN

(Smiles)

I'm Ben.

ANDRÉ

André. Heading downtown?

BEN

Wherever, André. I feel like if we walk down the same street, the world will stop vibrating in this weird way.

(They start walking together, chatting quietly as they disappear into the distance. It is the quiet beginning of the first romance).

 

SCENE 0.3

EARTH 1-2

(The Glitch)

The Anomaly

(A bookstore-café. ANDRÉ has a stack of books and a cup of coffee loaded with sugar cubes. BEN has a cup of chai tea. There is a vibrant complicity between them).

BEN

I love how you skim through the books you’re about to read while drinking coffee... or in your case, your daily dose of sugar with a splash of caffeine.

ANDRÉ

(Laughing)

Yeah, yeah, you're hilarious. What I don't get is how you can actually drink that green tea. It smells like a dusty old pharmacy. It’s... very healthy, I guess.

BEN

At least my calorie intake isn't a direct assault on my pancreas. Look, one more sugar cube and that cup is going to become sentient...

 

 

 

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$%&/&”!!!

 

(Suddenly, a metallic hum vibrates through the air. The lights flicker violently. Reality "pixelates" for a second. A sound like cracking glass is heard. BEN shuts his eyes tightly. When he opens them, the light is colder and sharper).

BEN

(Dizzy)

Did you see that? It was like a flash of lightning... André, are you okay?

ANDRÉ

(Looks at him blankly, holding a glass filled with a thick green liquid)

Lightning? The sun has been out this whole time. And why are you calling me that?

BEN

(Confused, staring at the glass)

Calling you what? And where's the coffee? What is that green smoothie?

ANDRÉ

It’s my spinach juice. For my triglycerides. And you called me "André"—just like that, with the fancy accent on the "e", like you’re some French count or a high-end Beverly Hills stylist. My name is Andrés.

BEN

Andrés? But you absolutely hate being called Andrés. You say it sounds like an accountant.

ANDRÉ

(Frowning)

An accountant? I'm an ethics professor, Benjamin. And stop making up weird words. What on earth is "Caffeine"? Sounds like rat poison.

BEN

(Stunned)

What do you mean, what is it? Coffee, caffeine... Duh. The stuff in coffee. You were literally just drinking coffee... with a mountain of sugar.

ANDRÉ

That milk of magnesia chai tea of yours has officially rotted your brain. What's next? Are you going to tell me the sky is green?

BEN

(Looks at his cup: the tea is now a thick, chalky white)

Magnesia! But we were just drinking coffee... André, listen to me!

ANDRÉ

(Becomes serious, slightly offended)

You're still doing it. "André"... it sounds so pretentious, so fake. You actually creep me out a little when you get all "artsy" like this. I’m getting the check.

(ANDRÉ raises his hand. BEN stares down at his cup of milk of magnesia. He looks at the books: the titles are written in a bizarre, shifting alphabet. The journey has begun).

 

SCENE 4

EARTH 3

(The Aquarium)

(An aquarium submerged in a deep cobalt blue light. The constant bubbling of water is heard. BEN is standing in front of a massive tank, rehearsing with exaggerated theatrical projection. ANDRÉ is sitting on a nearby bench, reading).

BEN

(Shouting at the tank)

"Because... what is reality, but a bad rehearsal for a premiere that always gets canceled?!"

ANDRÉ

(Without looking up, sharp)

Hey, actor... take it down about three notches with that loud voice. You’re not in your living room.

BEN

(Stops. Stares at him with an uncomfortable intensity)

Up close, your eyes are even more expressive. You have the eyes of someone who has already forgotten me.

ANDRÉ

(Stunned, but flattered)

You have no filter. I think I like that.

BEN

We knew each other from other Earths. In one, you were a blue-eyed monk and I was the demon tempting you with forbidden fruit.

ANDRÉ

Are you always this charming?

BEN

Now your eyes are brown and you’re overweight.

ANDRÉ

(Gives a cynical chuckle)

You were doing so well, and then you blew it.

BEN

You’ll forgive me for anything I say. Even when I tell you uncomfortable truths.

ANDRÉ

Why so confident?

BEN

I know exactly what you’re about to say, André... you're going to invite me to a Paganini concert.

ANDRÉ

(Stays silent for a second)

How the hell...?

BEN

I just know. Time isn't a straight line, André.

ANDRÉ

That's the second time you've used my name...

BEN

There are things floating in the air... Ben... My name is Ben.

 

SCENE 5

EARTH 4

(The Faculty)

(An outdoor parking lot. It's raining. ANDRÉ is picking up some dropped books from the ground. BEN arrives with a yellow umbrella and helps him).

BEN

Heavy to read, or just heavy to carry?

ANDRÉ

(Hostile)

Oh, great. Another one of my students. Go away before my bad luck rubs off on you.

BEN

(Undeterred, closes the umbrella)

Your car isn't too far off, let me help you.

ANDRÉ

How do you know where my car is? Are you stalking me?

BEN

(Picks up a book, opens the umbrella, and shields him with it)

I’m not going to let you catch galloping pneumonia, Professor.

ANDRÉ

(Surprised)

Right, you're trying to be nice because you need a good grade...

BEN

And you don't get involved with students.

ANDRÉ

That’s exactly what I was going to say... I don't get involved with students. You look more like a theater kid than a philosophy major, am I wrong?

BEN

(As they walk)

"Does the car exist even if I can't see it?", "Why do cars and people exist?", "If we didn't exist, what would Nothingness be like?"... If Nothingness existed, it would be something... therefore, all of existence is a total absurdity.

(ANDRÉ stops. They look at each other).

ANDRÉ

You’re a philosopher too, Ben.

BEN

What makes you say that? Did I tell you my name?

ANDRÉ

(Confused)

I don't know. Is your name Ben?

BEN

(Smiles)

On every single Earth.

ANDRÉ

Right... Hilarious. My name is André.

BEN

Everything's going to be fine... André...

ANDRÉ

No doubt... (Pause) I have to go. I'm getting soaked.

BEN

I told you, André, I’ll walk you to your car... you parked it where you always do. You know you're completely predictable.

ANDRÉ

If I'm so predictable, you must know this conversation is over.

BEN

I know. I'll catch you around.

ANDRÉ

In a play, right... I knew it.

(ANDRÉ walks away smiling. BEN closes his umbrella, smiling too).

 

SCENE 6

EARTH 5

(The Pier)

(A lonely pier. Sunset. ANDRÉ runs in, out of breath. No one is there. BEN appears from the shadows, dressed differently).

ANDRÉ

Late. I'm so sorry I'm late.

BEN

I had already left. But I'm not the same guy you know.

ANDRÉ

What are you even talking about?

BEN

You were going to stand me up...

ANDRÉ

I wasn't going to come at first, but...

BEN

Whatever... The "other" Ben left. You wouldn't get it... You showed up late here, but on other Earths, you decided not to show up at all.

ANDRÉ

Are you out of your mind?!

BEN

I'm leaving, but if you ever look for me, just remember you stood me up.

ANDRÉ

Seriously, you get so weird sometimes...

(BEN walks away, humming a Paganini tune).

ANDRÉ

Are you really just going to walk away? (Pause) I am not chasing... after... (Pause) Wow, you're actually gone. (Pause) Forget it.

 

SCENE 7

EARTH 6

(The Taxi)

(Interior of a taxi. Torrencial rain. Amber light. ANDRÉ climbs in, dripping wet. BEN is already sitting there).

ANDRÉ

Oh, sorry, I thought it was vacant.

BEN

It's not. But get in anyway. The world is sinking and the driver doesn’t even speak our language.

ANDRÉ

(Confused)

Thanks. I'm heading to...

BEN

(Interrupts him)

Lieja and Varsovia. We're going to your apartment, the one with that Art Nouveau lamp you absolutely loathe but can’t bring yourself to throw away.

ANDRÉ

(Tenses up)

"We're going"? Who the hell do you think you are? Are you following me?

BEN

I was waiting for you, which is different. Under that suit, you’re wearing your t-shirt inside out because you think it brings good luck...

ANDRÉ

Alright, this is a prank. My mother is behind this, she's the only one who knows that stuff.

BEN

Your mother? That professional of hypocrisy?

ANDRÉ

Look, I'm getting out. Driver, pull over!

BEN

You don't remember it because it hasn't happened—at least not on this Earth. Your mother is not going to like your actor friend. She's going to treat me like total garbage.

ANDRÉ

This is literally the first time I've ever seen you in my life.

BEN

Those glasses you wear are always the exact same model, are they your third pair? Doesn't matter, they're always blocky and tortoiseshell... Poor turtles.

ANDRÉ

This is... this is just a coincidence. You're just shooting blindly into the dark.

BEN

Call it whatever you want, philosopher. But karma is a total bitch. On the last Earth, you decided not to deal with someone as problematic as me... you stood me up at the pier... and you never looked for me. How about you let me tag along to your place so we can smooth things over. Hey, at least we're sharing a cab now. Progress.

ANDRÉ

Driver!

 

SCENE 8

EARTH 7

(The Subway)

(Interior of a subway car. Cold, flickering light. A muffled rattling sound. ANDRÉ and BEN are at opposite ends. Dreamlike atmosphere).

ANDRÉ

(Hoarse voice)

I don't know why you keep staring at me.

BEN

(Slowly)

I wasn't staring at you... I was staring right through you.

ANDRÉ

I know you...

BEN

(Laughs)

Yeah, it just clicked... you have the most trite way of hitting on people...

ANDRÉ

You remember too.

BEN

It’s always been kind of similar. Other times on a pier, other times...

ANDRÉ

I'm getting off at the next stop.

BEN

I know, you're going to take me with you... to your house.

ANDRÉ

(Stands up as the train brakes)

Who told you...

BEN

Lieja and Varsovia... you know, the third floor, no view of the street. I'm a good guy, André.

ANDRÉ

Now you're actually creeping me out. You know my address, you know my name... Were you one of my students?

BEN

You wish. We already knew each other from before... The world is a recurring loop, the universe is a small world...

ANDRÉ

So according to you... the universe is like a disposable tissue.

BEN

Exactly... This is our stop.

(They step off the train together, perfectly matching each other's pace and rhythm).

 

SCENE 9

EARTH 8

(The Only Face)

(On the pier, looking out at the sea. A long silence).

ANDRÉ

It's weird. I look at you and I feel like your face is always the exact same, even if the world changes. It’s unsettling to think that out of thousands of people, time and space somehow agree just to make this one specific face the right one. Not any other. This one.

BEN

(Softly)

The universe is way stranger than you can ever imagine, André. We don't choose the face. The face chooses us when we have nowhere else to go.

 

SCENE 10

EARTH 8

(Trouble at Lieja and Varsovia)

ANDRÉ

I don't get why you're making such a big deal out of this. It’s a wedding, it’s my family. You could try being nice for a change.

BEN

It’s not just the wedding: it’s the religious service I don't belong to, it’s wearing a suit I don't own, it’s traveling to a distant, boring place...

ANDRÉ

And it’s my beautiful family.

BEN

And it’s your horrifying family. On the last Earth...

ANDRÉ

Here you go again. On the last Earth, my mother tore your eyes out.

BEN

Close enough... If there's one constant across universes, it's that the Moon is close to Venus and your mother is a total witch.

ANDRÉ

Leave the witch alone... And for your information... the Moon is close to the three Venuses, Ben.

BEN

True, there are so many Earths now that I get confused sometimes. All the more reason not to go to the wedding; your mother is probably plotting to murder me so she can marry you off to a successful banker...

ANDRÉ

Ah, yeah, she actually did mention something about a banker... Of course, you already knew that. But don't worry, this time I'll let you skip it.

BEN

Oh, well in that case, I'm absolutely going. I'm heading straight out to buy a suit. Coming with?

ANDRÉ

I knew it, you are so predictable... and you’re the one who supposedly knows every planet.

BEN

Earths.

ANDRÉ

Whatever. Let’s go.

 

SCENE 11

EARTH 8

(Domestic Life)

(A warm apartment. BEN is examining the lamp).

BEN

It’s unbelievable. On every single Earth, this lamp is just as hideous. It’s the only true universal constant—the lamp and your mommy. Love fails, governments fall, stars change, but this lamp is always grotesque.

ANDRÉ

(From the kitchen)

I happen to like it! It gives off a perfectly honest white light.

BEN

It feels like an interrogation room, André. (He steps closer) Come here. Let me look at you.

ANDRÉ

(Joking)

What is it now? Do I have blue eyes in this version? Is my nose... longer? Let me guess, I have pointy Elf ears here...

BEN

(Holds his face)

No. I could get used to this face. It’s exactly the same everywhere. It's weird that the universe insists on this slightly crooked nose and this birthmark on your cheek.

ANDRÉ

Well, I'm a classic model, Ben. I don't go out of style.

BEN

You are my reason to always come back: my rock, my anchor. It doesn't matter if you're a successful professor or a broke, bitter teacher at a bus stop... it's always you. Even if you drink your coffee jet-black and with way too much sugar here.

ANDRÉ

It's the perfect combination. Maybe sugar didn't even exist on your other Earths.

BEN

No. On other Earths, you were a little taller and you were an insufferable vegan. You have no idea how much I missed this smell of steak and caffeine, your cynicism... and your hefty bank account.

 

SCENE 12

THE LAST EARTH

(The Sea of Mercury)

(A black sand beach. A heavy, dense sea of mercury. In the sky, three Venus planets form a perfect triangle).

ANDRÉ

Look at that. The Three Venus Planets. Did you know they're the brightest objects in the sky?

BEN

(Sad)

You've told me that already... on every single trip. But this is just a dream, André... the last one. See this sea of mercury? If you step into it, you turn to gold. I'm growing rigid from remembering you so much. When you wake up, will you remember me?

ANDRÉ

You could be quite the poet if you didn't talk so much nonsense. It’s wonderful to watch everything end... Look at that. Everything just went dark all of a sudden.

BEN

We always end up here. But each time you know a little less, and I’m a little more tired.

ANDRÉ

(Whispers)

I feel like if I let go of you, I'll start floating into space. I feel like I owe you more than one lifetime.

BEN

You owe me a Paganini concert.

ANDRÉ

(Smiles)

Deal. First thing tomorrow. Paganini, seriously?

BEN

(Looks up at the three Venuses)

Stay just like that. Don't think. Just let the mercury shine. It’ll all pass, like it always does.

(They look at each other, smiling. The glow of a massive Moon floods the stage once more as they hold hands, and the sound of the metallic sea swells until it covers everything).

 

 

THE END

MULTIVERSE TRACKING INDEX

Scene

Earth

Title

Identity Marker

0

Earth 0

Indifference

Strangers

0.1

Earth 1

The Map

André (The Beginning)

0.2

Earth 1

The Setup Said Yes

André (Connection)

0.3

Earth 1-2

The Glitch

Andrés (The Anomaly)

4

Earth 3

The Aquarium

André (Subtle Physical Difference)

5

Earth 4

The Faculty

André (Role Discrepancy)

6

Earth 5

The Pier

Ben (The Loss)

7

Earth 6

The Taxi

Andrew (Emotional Distance)

8

Earth 7

The Subway

André (The Universe as a Tissue)

9

Earth 8

The Pier

Ben (The Only Face)

10

Earth 8

Trouble at Lieja

André (A Wedding)

11

Earth 8

Domestic Life

Ben (Acceptance)

12

Last Earth

Sea of Mercury

André & Ben (This too shall pass)

 

 

 

 

miércoles, 29 de abril de 2026

PAVEL VS LEPAV.

 

 


( PAVEL VS LEPAV)



El Alfiler del Diablo





Por GAVARRE BENJAMIN



©  BENJAMÍN GAVARRE SILVA

 Contacte a esta dirección si la ha producido o desea hacerlo: gavarreunam@gmail.com




SINOPSIS: (PAVEL VS LEPAV).

En un sótano que es a la vez búnker y palacio mental, Pavel lucha contra su doble, Levap. Pero las grietas de una realidad doméstica —voces de una madre, un hermano llamado Carlos y las prisas de una vida normal— se filtran en el delirio, sugiriendo que la verdadera tragedia no es el caos, sino la inevitable soledad.


PERSONAJES:

  • PAVEL: Joven de 19 años, obsesivo de la lógica. Viste un smoking impecable, aunque quizá algo grande para su talla.

  • LEVAP: El Doble. Es Pavel, pero con el cabello revuelto, la camisa abierta y un carisma peligroso y desconcertante.




CUADRO I: La Falsa Constante

(El sótano. Paredes desnudas, objetos antiguos amontonados. Pavel escucha música de Nina Hagen en su teléfono. Con un gesto de fastidio, transfiere el sonido a un dispositivo inteligente tipo Alexa).

PAVEL: (Mirando sus manos, como si buscara una falla). Soy coherente. Soy la única constante en esta ecuación de dementes. Esta música no está mal, pero prefiero algo más moderno y atrevido… Necesito algo que discipline el caos.

(Pone un vals de Tchaikovsky. El sonido inunda el sótano emanando del dispositivo).

(Desde las penumbras, una luz cenital revela a LEVAP. No camina, se distorsiona. Baila el vals de forma espasmódica, como si la música clásica le causara descargas eléctricas. Es una burla física a la rigidez de Pavel).



CUADRO II: El Árbol Genealógico

(Pavel se sienta en una silla de hierro forjado del siglo XVIII. Mira su teléfono, absorto en una app de ventas).

PAVEL: No soy el hijo de un panadero. Heredé esto a los doce, aunque solo tomé posesión a los dieciocho. Allá arriba la realidad tiene urticaria; muebles tapados con sábanas amarillentas... un cementerio de flores de tela. Prefiero mi sótano con cacharros viejos que hablan de un pasado más vivo. Solo rescaté esta silla de mi bisabuelo. Es incómoda, sí, pero el hierro no miente sobre el paso del tiempo. (Teclea en el celular). Pediré un futón minimalista. Si alguien intenta bajar... para eso están los sables y las escopetas. El orden se defiende con pólvora.

LEVAP: (Pavel no lo escucha. Levap susurra al público). Ah, mi sótano… quiero que sea un lugar encantador, que sangre poesía, que salten las ratas y se persigan libres, que la comida tenga ojos, y que las arañas se amen intensamente… Pero con este aburrido… mediocre… quiere un futón, el muy cursi… y no quiere irse a la parte de arriba… bueno, eso lo comprendo.

PAVEL: (Obsesivo). Mi fortuna es genética. Pavel I, el fundador. Luego Pavel II, "Gorovitz", que se gastó la vida en vicios hasta que su mujer lo domó a latigazos. Después Pavel III, el traficante de armas. Mi padre, Pavel IV, lo invirtió todo en bonos antes de que la plaga se lo llevara junto a mi desconocida madre. Ahora yo, Pavel V Gorovitz, cerré las ventanas con sábanas blancas para que no entre esa maldita luz de verano. Aquí no hay gérmenes. Aquí soy el quinto y último.

LEVAP: (Acercándose, curioso). ¿Gorovitz? ¿De dónde sacas esos nombres de opereta rusa? Te llamas... (Burlón). ¿De veras te alcanza para un futón? ¿Quién es Carlos Taboada?

PAVEL: (Rápido, señalando a Levap, con un destello de terror). ¡Tú! ¿Eres tú... Carlos?

LEVAP: (Se detiene, aterrado). ¿Quién?

PAVEL: (Pasándose la mano por la frente). Nada… pura interferencia… Alguien hackea mi cerebro… Tú no existes.



CUADRO III: El Espejo Roto

(Pavel entra a una ducha instalada en el rincón del sótano. Sale envuelto en una toalla, frente a un espejo de cuerpo entero. Levap está justo detrás de su reflejo).

PAVEL: No estoy tan mal para ser un sobreviviente. Quizá deba salir. Clases presenciales. Una novia...

LEVAP: (Dictando). Una novia que esté muy buena.

PAVEL: (Como autómata). Una  novia, muy buena.

LEVAP: Pero estás aterrado. No sabes ni cómo tocar a una mujer.

PAVEL: (Angustiado). ¿Quién me está hackeando el cerebro? ¡Es un hechizo!

LEVAP: (Saca un fistol de esmeralda). Mira esto. El fistol de tu bisabuelo. Esmeralda pura, extraída de los sueños de un ahorcado. Si lo puedes recibir, es señal de que estás listo para escucharme.

(Levap deja caer el fistol. El metal golpea el suelo con un sonido sólido, pero de fondo se oye el timbre de un microondas: ¡Ping!)

PAVEL: (Recogiendo la joya). Es una señal. Bisabuelo, me estás hablando desde la ultratumba... Te quedas a desayunar, Carlos…

LEVAP: El mundo es una mentira, cierto.

PAVEL: Tú eres una mentira, una alucinación. El sótano es la única verdad.



CUADRO IV: La Inversión

(La luz se vuelve violeta, densa. Pavel tose. Levap cruza el marco del espejo y entra al espacio físico).

LEVAP: Te queda bien la esmeralda. El "Fistol del Diablo". Tu bisabuelo convocaba demonios con esto. Yo soy lo que aúllas desnudo en tus pesadillas cuando te persiguen los lobos.

PAVEL: (Mirando sus manos transparentes). ¡Me estoy desvaneciendo!

LEVAP: Solo puede quedar un Pavel. ¡Solo salvaron al aburrido! (Grita hacia el techo). ¡Yo te vengaré, mamá!


(El sótano se inunda de telas rojas y música de Nina Hagen a todo volumen. Levap baila lascivamente. Pavel, en un último arranque de voluntad, se lanza sobre Levap con un zarpazo animal).

PAVEL: ¡No soy una estadística! ¡Ese objeto es mío!

(Pavel le arranca el fistol de la solapa con violencia. En ese instante, la música se distorsiona hasta el silencio absoluto. Un destello cegador de luz blanca).



CUADRO V: El Nuevo Orden

(Cuando la luz baja, Pavel está de pie, sólido. Viste el smoking manchado y el cabello salvaje. Levap está amarrado a la silla de hierro con la boca tapada por un trapo sucio).

PAVEL: (Voz profunda). He decidido incluir el caos en mi inventario, Levap. Te quité el alma mientras bailabas sobre mi tumba. Ahora yo soy el orden... y la locura.

LEVAP: (Se quita la mordaza, fascinado). ¡Lo logré! He despertado al demonio. Ya no hago falta... has demostrado ser un digno Pavel V y ese fistol te queda muy bien, no lo vayas a perder.

VOZ DE MUJER (Off, muy clara): ¡Pavel! ¡Carlos ya se fue! ¡Y tú vas a llegar tarde! ¡Dónde están tus libros!

PAVEL: (Se le desencaja la mandíbula. Mira hacia la escalera con terror). ¿Carlos? ¿Carlos Taboada?

LEVAP: (Con una sonrisa triste). Carlos es el que está allá arriba, el que se cansó de tus juegos. Yo soy solo la mancha que dejó en la pared al irse. No escuchaste... yo ya no estoy. Hace mucho que me fui.




CUADRO VI: La Luz del Día

(La luz del sótano se vuelve normal, amarillenta y polvorienta. Pavel está dormido en la silla de hierro con los audífonos puestos. El salvapantallas del PC parpadea: "¿Hasta dónde piensas llegar hoy?").

PAVEL: (Despertando con un espasmo). ¡Ah! El cuello... me va a matar. (Mira a su alrededor. El sótano es solo un lugar lleno de cacharros viejos. No hay sables ni lujos).

(Pavel se levanta. En el suelo, justo donde estaba Levap amarrado, hay un jirón de tela roja o una copa rota; un rastro físico del delirio).

PAVEL: (Hacia la escalera, con voz quebrada). ¿Mamá? ¿Carlos? ¿Se han ido? No me dejen solo... me quedé dormido otra vez. No quiero estar solo aquí abajo...

(Silencio pesado. Pavel empieza a temblar. Se escucha una voz suave justo detrás de él).

VOZ DE MUJER (Off, tierna): Aquí estoy, hijo. No tengas miedo. Sube ya, que el sol está precioso.

(Pavel mira hacia la escalera. Una luz blanca intensa baja por los peldaños. Pavel camina hacia ella, extendiendo la mano).

PAVEL: (En un susurro). ¿Eres tú... mamá?



OSCURO.

The Devil’s Stickpin (PAVEL VS LEPAV)

  



The Devil’s Stickpin

(PAVEL VS LEPAV)


By Benjamín Gavarre

©  BENJAMÍN GAVARRE SILVA

Contact this address if you have produced it or wish to do so: gavarreunam@gmail.com





The Devil’s Stickpin

(PAVEL VS LEPAV)



SYNOPSIS: In a basement that is simultaneously a bunker and a mental palace, Pavel fights his double, Levap. But cracks of a domestic reality—the voices of a mother, a brother named Carlos, and the rush of a normal life—filter into the delirium, suggesting that the true tragedy is not chaos, but inevitable solitude.


CHARACTERS:

  • PAVEL: 19 years old, obsessed with logic. Wears an impeccable tuxedo, though perhaps a bit too large for his frame.
  • LEVAP: The Double. He is Pavel, but with disheveled hair, an open shirt, and a dangerous, disconcerting charisma.


SCENE I: The False Constant

(The basement. Bare walls, piles of antique junk. Pavel listens to Nina Hagen on his phone. With a gesture of annoyance, he transfers the audio to a smart device).

PAVEL: (Looking at his hands, as if searching for a flaw). I am coherent. I am the only constant in this equation of madmen. This music isn't bad, but I prefer something more modern... more daring. I need something to discipline the chaos.

(He plays a Tchaikovsky waltz. The sound floods the basement, emanating from the device).

(From the shadows, a spotlight reveals LEVAP. He doesn't walk; he distorts. He dances to the waltz spasmodically, as if the classical music were giving him electric shocks. It is a physical mockery of Pavel’s rigidity).



SCENE II: The Family Tree

(Pavel sits in an 18th-century wrought-iron chair. He stares at his phone, absorbed in an online shopping app).

PAVEL: I am not a baker's son. I inherited this at twelve, though I only took possession at eighteen. Up there, reality gives me hives; furniture covered in yellowing sheets... a graveyard of fabric flowers. I prefer my basement with its old clutter that speaks of a more vivid past. I only rescued this chair from my great-grandfather. It’s uncomfortable, yes, but iron does not lie about the passing of years. (Taps on his phone). I’ll order a minimalist futon. If anyone tries to come down... that’s what the sabers and shotguns are for. Order is defended with gunpowder.

LEVAP: (Pavel does not hear him. Levap whispers to the audience). Ah, my basement... I want it to be an enchanting place, bleeding poetry, where rats leap and chase each other freely, where the food has eyes, and where spiders love each other intensely... But this boring... mediocre fool... he wants a futon. So kitsch... and he won't go upstairs... well, that I understand.

PAVEL: (Obsessive). My fortune is genetic. Pavel I, the founder. Then Pavel II, "Gorovitz," who spent his life on vices until his wife tamed him with a whip. Then Pavel III, the arms dealer. My father, Pavel IV, invested it all in bonds before the plague took him along with my unknown mother. Now I, Pavel V Gorovitz, have sealed the windows with white sheets so that cursed summer light doesn't get in. No germs here. No viruses. Here, I am the fifth and the last.

LEVAP: (Approaching, curious). Gorovitz? Where do you get these Russian operetta names? Your name is... (Mocking). Can you really afford a futon? Who is Carlos Taboada?

PAVEL: (Quickly, pointing at Levap, with a flash of terror). You! Is it you... Carlos?

LEVAP: (Stops, terrified). Who?

PAVEL: (Wiping his forehead). Nothing... just interference. Someone is hacking my brain. You don't exist.



SCENE III: The Broken Mirror

(Pavel enters a shower installed in the corner of the basement. He emerges wrapped in a towel, facing a full-length mirror. Levap is right behind his reflection).

PAVEL: I’m not doing too bad for a survivor. Maybe I should go out. In-person classes. A girlfriend...

LEVAP: (Dictating). A hot girlfriend.

PAVEL: (Like an automaton). A good girlfriend.

LEVAP: Bah... But you’re terrified. You don't even know how to touch a woman.

PAVEL: (Distressed). Who is hacking my brain? It’s a spell!

LEVAP: (Produces an emerald stickpin). Look at this. Your great-grandfather’s pin. Pure emerald, extracted from the dreams of a hanged man. If you can receive it, it’s a sign you’re ready to listen to me.

(Levap drops the pin. The metal hits the floor with a solid thud, but in the background, a microwave dings: Ping!)

PAVEL: (Picking up the jewel). It’s a sign. Great-grandfather, you are speaking to me from beyond the grave... Are you staying for breakfast, Carlos?

LEVAP: The world is a lie, isn't it?

PAVEL: You are a lie, a hallucination. The basement is the only truth.



SCENE IV: The Inversion

(The light turns violet, dense. Pavel coughs. Levap steps through the mirror frame and enters the physical space).

LEVAP: The emerald looks good on you. "The Devil’s Stickpin." Your great-grandfather used this to summon demons. I am what you scream, naked in your nightmares, when the wolves chase you.

PAVEL: (Looking at his transparent hands). I’m fading away!

LEVAP: There can only be one Pavel. They only saved the boring one! (Screams toward the ceiling). I will avenge you, Mother!

(The basement is flooded with red fabrics and Nina Hagen’s music at full volume. Levap dances lewdly. Pavel, in a final burst of will, lunges at Levap with an animal clawing motion).

PAVEL: I am not a statistic! That object is mine!

(Pavel violently rips the stickpin from Levap’s lapel. At that instant, the music distorts into absolute silence. A blinding flash of white light).



SCENE V: The New Order

(When the light fades, Pavel is standing, solid. He wears the stained tuxedo, his hair wild. Levap is tied to the iron chair, his mouth gagged with a dirty rag).

PAVEL: (Deep voice). I have decided to include chaos in my inventory, Levap. I took your soul while you were dancing on my grave. Now I am the order... and the madness.

LEVAP: (Spits out the gag, fascinated). I did it! I’ve awakened the demon. I’m no longer needed... you’ve proven to be a worthy Pavel V. And that stickpin looks very good on you, don't lose it.

VOICE OF A WOMAN (Off, very clear): Pavel! Carlos is gone! And you’re going to be late! Where are your books!

PAVEL: (His jaw drops. He looks toward the stairs with terror). Carlos? Carlos Taboada?

LEVAP: (With a sad smile). Carlos is the one up there, the one who got tired of your games. I’m just the stain he left on the wall when he walked out. You didn't hear me... I’m already gone. I left a long time ago.


SCENE VI: Daylight

(The light in the basement becomes normal, yellowish, and dusty. Pavel is asleep in the iron chair with headphones on. The PC screensaver flashes: "Where do you want to go today?").

PAVEL: (Waking with a spasm). Ah! My neck... it’s going to kill me. (Looks around. The basement is just a place filled with old junk. No sabers, no luxuries).

(Pavel stands up. On the floor, right where Levap was tied, there is a shred of red fabric or a broken glass; a physical trace of the delirium).

PAVEL: (Toward the stairs, with a breaking voice). Mom? Carlos? Are you gone? Don't leave me alone... I fell asleep again. I don't want to be down here alone...

(Heavy silence. Pavel begins to tremble. A soft voice is heard right behind him).

VOICE OF A WOMAN (Off, tender): I’m right here, son. Don't be afraid. Come up now, the sun is beautiful.

(Pavel looks toward the stairs. An intense white light descends the steps. Pavel walks toward it, reaching out his hand).

PAVEL: (In a whisper). Is it you... Mom?


FADE TO BLACK.


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