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W A L L S
J E A N N I E B A R R O G A
Copyright 1989byJeannie Barroga. All rights reserved.Inspired by Jan Scruggs's
bookTo Heal a Nation.
A
nation thanks you.Wallswas premiered at the Asian
American Theater Company, San Francisco, directed by Marian Li with original
cast members Geneva B askerville, Eric Cazenave, Janis Chow, Ron D orn, Sharon
Iwai,DavidKudler,William Hammond, Michael Racela, James Reese, Charles
Robinson,
Lewis Sims,
Maura
Vaughn,
April-June
1989.
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Walls
Time:198210 1984
Place: The Wall , Vietnam Veterans ' Mem orial Fund
office, press conferences, various settings
CHARACTERS
TERRY, vet, white, remains onstage throughout the play as lone
color-bearer
DAVE, African American, Stu's buddy, never served
STU, Asian American, post t raumatic shock syndrome
JULIE, white (or any), protested in the 1 960s
SARAH, African Am erican , former nurs e
MORRIS, African American, paraplegic
vi , Asian American, news reporter
RICH, any race, Vietnam Veterans ' Memo rial Fund representat ive
MAYA, Asian American, twenties, architect
SCRUGGS, white, foremost p rom oter for mem orial to veterans
CARHART, any race, vet opposing the Wall
DAN, Asian American, twenties, a ghost in fatigues
JERRY, any race, twenties, also a ghost in fatigues
v a r i o u s O F F S T A G E V O I C E S , S O L D I E R S
I
a n d 2 , M A N , W O M A N ,
WWII VET, HIPPIE
ACT ONE SceneI
(VOICE: ) They shall not grow old
As we, that are left, grow old
Age shall not worry them
Nor years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
and in the
morning
We shal l remem ber them .
Scene 2
TERRY: For J immy-boy, for Ma rk, for Stevie, and Jo e. . . . Here w e
go boys. (He hoists flag into place.)
DAVE: Come on,
AI,v
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WWII VET: Soldiers aren't murderers. Soldiers do their job.
HIPPIE:YOUgo fight if you want a war.
WWII VET: I don't have to fight, I fought my wars. And I'll fight
you, you
lazyhippie
punk .
I'll
fight you
HippiE:|Hell rjQj we won't gni\fc\] no , we won ' t go
#" 1 C ' 11VOICE: Nomatter-how many-monuments^oxstatues. or s tones . . .
y*fir>M [| the wars go
on.
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ST ^ ^
4
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DAVE :
Aw, man, do n 't be s tart ing that again. We here so we can get
back to the way we were, hear what I 'm saying? You lost some
years I don 't know n othing about . And I want to know. Cause I 'm
your buddy. Not l ike that dude holding the flag back there. He ain 't
been through shit with you like I have.
Andrf~Tost_some yeats,
too.
So it 's time we both get back on track.
STU: What , we're gonna be punks again? Dream on, Dave.
We're
r
lobodii
^
* 4 L
^
DAVE: Don't you be calling me a nobody, Stu. Nobodies
lc
.yaiu
You the nobody. Know why? You lost your bi te, man . You lost
every bit of that street tough I pounded into you. Where is it, man?
Here, in your pocket? Or your jacket , huh? O r here, in your shoe,
huh? Tha t where i t is? Cause i t sure ain 't in your head. A nd i t ain ' t
hereneither, (grabs his crotch) i
^
*>{.
STU: Fuckyou. /
DAVE: No, it ain't anywhere now.jrsgon^Andyou gone. Cal l me
a nobody, I 'm not a nobody, cause I 'm here. And you as gone as
they can be. Nothing left of that street punk I used to know. Uh-uh,
ain 't nobody there.
STU: Grow up, Dave. Street punks are dead , they 're nothing. Being
a punk d idn 't help me one bi t .
DAVE: Yeah? Well, it did you just fine when you were some cow-
licked ten year old scuttling down some back alley. I'm the punk
that saved your yel low ass , remember?
STU : You gonna lord that over me the rest of your life, aren't you?
DAVE: Ain't much to it if that's all I do. I'm trying to do more, Stu.
What'd you do over there, man, you come back like this? You kill
kids? Women? You shoot at other Chinese, what? Just say it, man.
I'm not gonna judge you. Me? Hell, I didn't even go. You survived
the s t reets and you come out of the war, that 's twice more tha n m e,
now what's that say? You even survived that one time I coulda beat
you to a pulp pushing me off the
mountainthat
garbage pile we
cal led a mountain. 'Member that? /
What 's i t gonna take, Stu? Another five years of running? An
other bout in rehab? Another war? What? You tel l me. Cause I 'm
getting tired of running my mouth off to somebody who ain't lis
tening. And we s tay here t il l that somebody tells me what I wanna
know. You ain 't the Stu you we re before, dig what I 'm saying? You
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MAYA: My name is Maya Ying Lin.
vi : Ironic, isn't it?
MAYA :I' mfronyA*tnens,
J
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&- 'Jxoffe^
vi :
A midwesterner? I didn 't think they knew anything a bout a rt .
MAYA:
I graduate in June.
RICH: She's studying architecture at Yale.
vi :Ah, so that 's why i t 's so modern. ^ _ .
RICH: Very modern.
TworfjIacTnineST / ^ " ^ ^ r
vi :
Pretty controversial stuff. Maybe she had a brother over there,
or some other relative.
MAYA: I was too young to know anybody there. My dad did, a
friend of his.
vi : Fraught with p h
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MAYA: Read ing the nam es, like a bell, tolling in your head .
RICH: Again, as I have said, we have not yet made a final decision
on that . Next .
PRESS 2: What's construction on the monument going to cost?
I
*
V
* .
MAYA: The memorial , no matter what , is that it
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Walk
and as Secretary of the Depa rtment of the Interior, I , James Watt ,
hereby declare the execut ion of such monument on hold unt i l a
sui table compromise is reached o r unt i l furthernotice.'|On hole }
R I C H :
All
o u r w o r k .
SCRUGGS:till further notice.
Carhart enters.
CARHART: I warned you. I warned all of you.Humbersl Jan. You
forget we always had the numbers . We'l l get more, too.
We'll
al
ways outnumber you.
SOLDIER B: He's starting up again.
tujoins in, singing.
ACT TWO SceneI
Puff the Magic Dragon pl^ys-rEventuTdiy^S
SOLDIER A: Chrissakes,\folksongs in Hawaii? Hey, turn that
down . Do Hendr ix o r t he
StonesT
Smar myk id ' s song . Come on ,
put on something we can al l enjoy. Hey
(to Soldier B)
What ' s
wrong with him?
SOLDIER B: He's high. He's a little . . . you know/spookyj
DAVE: Spooky? Why'd they cal l you that? Hey, man, I knew you
smoked ,but
SOLDIER A:How spooky is he? If he jumps me, I ' l l whip him good.
SOLDIER B: Listen, this guy can't whip cream.
DAVE: You let them talk about you like that, man? You could hear
them, and you did n 't do nothing to defend yourself?
SOLDIER A: This job sucks.
SOLDIER B: Yeah? Wait till the sho w starts.
STU:(reading dog tag) Staff sarge, first nam e William . . . Bill.
SOLDIER B:
YepCpl'
Stu's seen 'em
alp
STU: My dad 's name was Wil l iam. I 've found my two uncles '
names, m y cousin 's , I even found yours , Dave.
D A VE : ^ii_aJj&aysJiiisjup43edj_then?
SOLDIER B: Yep. OI' Stu's notjong for this world himself. Are
you? Gone,mangcjnnalose itsoorh^
STU: Private First Class .. . Jeffrey . . . Jeff. . . . M y middle name's
Jeff.
D A VE : Igo^many names^man.
STU: Sorry, sarge, but it looks like you're on the bottom for this
ride.
DAVE: I'm not feeling too well.
SOLDIER
B:ffiuasked
for i t, man. You wanted
toTcno\
DAVE: Okay, okay. I know I did.
SOLDIER A: How long has he been here?
SOLDIER B : To o long.
DAVE: Ten months. I rem ember.
STU:
Knew i t al l back then, didn 't I? Thought I had i t made (He
begins to laugh.)
D A V E : G o o n , m a n .
STU: Yeah, got it made Hono lulu. Blue ocean, grass skirts ,nakedJ
women. Got i t
made,
(t oSoldier A and Soldier B)Let's get a
moveU
on here Chop ,chop Get i t? Chop,chop? y
DAVE: N o one's laughing, m an.
STU:Come on, thro w 'em on. Planes to fi ll , boys. Lots of planes to
send home. It 's okay, they're light, see? Sorry, Jeff, old buddy. This
won't hurt . But I got ta dump you on the sarge over there.
OI'
Bill
won't mind, will you, Bill?
SOLDIER B: He's working up to a real good one this time.
An agonized scream is heard offstage.
SOLDIER B: They must be
moving
the live ones to the
hospital^)
STU: They're all the same, those here and there. These don't cry,
that's all.
*/ / UafUnf
Scene 2
SARAH: H o w g o es i t?
JULIE: I feel I'm b ack in '69.
SARAH: I hear you. Stubborn, huh?
JULIE: It 's not him, it 's me. JASSi~Ptj)alw^.