I Hate Hamlet by Paul Rudick

Deidre:
I watched you on stage last night and I thought he has worked
so hard. He has put his heart and soul into this, and at least
partly for me. And I just kept thinking God hes so (pause) bad.
And I thought I would be demolished - but something
happened. I mean there were all those people coughing and
then that plane it just flew overhead and when there were all
those mosquitos. And you, you, just kept on going. And I
thought: what makes a hero? Its just someone who tries to do
whats right despite impossible odds. Like you playing Hamlet. I
think youre the bravest, noblest man I have ever met.
Then I thought about how Ive been putting you off. And how,
well, Im just a lady in waiting. And I thought Im not even
worthy. So you know what I decided to do? I decided to drown
myself like Ophelia in Central Park Lake isnt that perfect? So I
went behind the theatre and I stood up on this rock and I
braided wild flowers into my hair and I even sang Ophelias
bawdy song. But I couldnt jump in. I lost my nerve.
I was so upset I came back here and I ran upstairs to the roof.
And I stood on the edge and I stared at the moon and I said:
Oh! Mister moon, you are so big and round and yellow. I know,
everybodys right, I need to get some help.