By Briyannah Simmons
Ali- a second Quixote, a grad student who believes herself to be a knight
Samson- a realist and a concerned friend, presents himself as “the Knight of the Mirror”
ALI: The moon rises above the sturdy peaks and now is the time when wise knights settle into their slumbers; I am not wise. I shall instead visit my lady, Dulcinea, and feast upon her pure visage.
(SAMSON enters)
SAMSON: Ali, I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Sara has been saying some concerning- are those from the fencing club?
ALI: These? This here is my trusty blade, and this I have won from a scoundrel.
SAMSON: Oh my God, you really did beat up Mr. Monk. Ali, this has gone too far.
ALI: (Looks around) Who is’t thou dost address?
SAMSON: You!
ALI: Thou art mistaken.
SAMSON : Then who are you?
ALI: Don Quixote.
SAMSON: Oh for goodness sake…
ALI: Who art thou?
SAMSON: You know me, Ali, I’m Samson. We’ve been friends since we were Freshmen. We’re fencing partners.
ALI: Who?
SAMSON: Fine, if this is the only way to reach you: I am the… (trying to remember) Knight of the Mirror and my quest is to reveal the truth to fantastical fools.
ALI: Ah! (Aside) He’s a madman.
SAMSON: Allison Quijano, mad woman of… Arizona, I challenge you to a duel!
ALI: Thou hast no blade…
SAMSON: Then lend me your stolen one.
ALI: Nay! T’would be unfit to duel a man not within his wits. Good evening.
SAMSON: Don Quixote is a coward and his “lady” is a… bad barista.
ALI: Thou hast hit thy mark now! (Draws sword and tosses other to Samson) Strike fool and learn thine lesson!
(They fight. In the scuffle, Samson takes a bad hit to the head.)
SAMSON: Thank you for the warm up, but now let’s actually fight.
(They fight more)
ALI: Thy skills show refinement.
SAMSON: Yours are lacking.
(They fight)
SAMSON: Now for a real challenge. (Swaps hands)
(They fight on until Ali lands a deadly blow on Samson. He cries out in pain and collapses to his knees.)
SAMSON: Thou hast slain me, madam…
ALI: Poor fool, thou shalt die a noble death. Adieu.
(Samson dies. Ali closes his eyes and then exits. After a moment, Samson shoots back up.)
SAMSON: Wait! God dammit!
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