ACT 74 SCENE 1
CENSORSHIP & PROTÉGÉS
TATI: Give it back! Give me my drawing back!
Tati jumps around Tony, trying to grab a sheet of paper from his hand. He won’t let her have it, and keeps whipping it out of reach. He’s dodging and giggling while Button sits in the corner with a resentful look.
TONY: Aw, come on. It’s not that bad, and you know it!
TATI: It isn’t perfect! Look at the tail! The hip! That eye! Give it back immediately, you vile muzzle! I need to fix it!
TONY: ‘Vile muzzle’? What does that even mean?
Button sniffs as though offended, and turns away.
TATI: You! You’re this vile muzzle who wants to make a laughing stock of me!
Tati stops jumping. Her mouth is wide open from shock. How could Tony stoop so low? She goes and sits near Button in the corner, but Button gets up and moves away.
TONY: Aw, Tati, don’t be like that! I’m proud of all you’ve accomplished since I started teaching you how to draw!
Tati turns to Button.
TATI: Can you believe how shitty my life can be?
BUTTON: I can’t believe she’s asking me this…
TONY: I don’t get it. Why are you determined to hide your achievements?
Tati’s face suddenly flushes bright red. She appears to be quite shy and embarrassed. Tony and Button look at her with great surprise. They’ve never seen her like this before.
TATI: You’re a perfect artist, Tony. Your works are blameless, flawless. And mine… My cat looks like it was in a bad car accident!
She sniffles loudly.
TONY: Tati, it’s the im-purrr-fections that make your cat… well, purrr-fect!
Tati nervously bites her lower lip, but continues to listen to Tony anyway. Button seems to have forgotten his troubles and looks at Tony and Tati with interest. Tony hands Tati a tissue.
TONY: Would you let me show your cat drawing to the world?
Tati stands there in silence, and fiddles with the tissue in her hands. After a moment, she says with an icy tone…
TATI: Do what you want.
Then she hands the tissue to Button.
TATI: Hey, Button, I think you have snot coming out of your nose.
She turns away and proudly leaves the room with a look like she’s the Queen of England.
TONY: Good lord. If this silly girl would only listen to me. I’d tell her that I fucking worked my arse off for three years to get a Bachelor of Visual Arts in Animation. And that I have featured in fucking art exhibitions and… and… Oh, who am I kidding? She’ll never listen to me. She thinks she can learn and be perfect in just two days?! Oh, women…
Tony looks at Button. He thinks for a moment, then pulls out a sheet of paper.
TONY: Face or profile?
Button beams with joy and puts on his best pose.
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Two years and two days and 10,000 pencils,
No tracing or reprints or cheap, plastic stencils.
From a dot to a line from a shape to a figure,
A symbol of thoughts from my brain to my fingers.
A mark on the page meant the white was now tainted,
With another damned hope that this time I’ll make it.
My passions run under my detailed bridge,
With the promise they’ll say, “Let’s stick that on the fridge!”
by GREGG SAVAGE
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