Maria and Tony lie in bed together in Maria’s bedroom. Anita enters through front door.
ANITA: Maria? Maria, it’s Anita. You in there? Maria?
A: Open the door. I need you.
Maria goes to open the door.
M: Now you are afraid too?
Maria and Tony whisper as Anita listens at locked bedroom door.
T: We’ll run away together.
M: But where?
T: The bus station. We’ll go so far away they’ll never find us.
M: How can we?
T: Doc will help us. I’ll get money from him. You’ll meet me at his store.
M: At Doc’s, yes!
T: I’ll wait for you there.
M: All right?
A: Maria! Knocking at the door, jiggling the doorknob
T: Hurry. They kiss, and he exits out the window.
M: Coming Anita. She opens the door. Anita.
Anita goes to the window and sees Tony.
A: Oh. (disgusted, disappointed)
M: All right. Now you know.
A: And you still don’t know. He is one of them!!
M: No, Anita!
11:30 P.M. The bedroom.
The light is, at first, a vague glow on the lovers, who are
sleep on the bed. From offstage, faint at first, there is the
sound of knocking. It gets louder; Tony stirs. At a distance, a
police siren sounds, and the knocking is now very loud. Tony
bolts upright. Anita comes in from outside and goes to the
bedroom door-which is locked-tries the knob.
ANITA [holding back tears]
Maria? … Maria? [Tony is reaching for his shirt, when Maria
sits up. Quickly, he puts his hand, then his lips on her lips.]
Maria, it’s Anita. Why are you locked in?
I didn’t know it was locked.
Open the door. I need you.
[Maria reaches for the knob, Tony stops her.]
MARIA [a whisper]
Now you are afraid, too.
Doc’ll help. I’ll get money from him. You meet me at his
[In the other room, Anita is aware of voices but unsure of
what they are saying.]
At Doc’s, yes. [Aloud.] Coming, Anita!
TONY [kisses her]
[He scrambles out the window as Maria hastily puts a bathrobe on
over her slip. In the other room Anita has stiffened and moved
away from the door. She stands staring at it coldly as Maria
prattles to her through the door.]
Did you see Chino? He was here before, but he left so angry I
think maybe he… [She opens the door and sees Anita’s look. A
moment, then Anita pushes her aside: looks at the bed, at the
window, then turns accusingly to Maria.] All right. Now you know.
And you still don’t know: Tony is one of them!