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Lance & Lana

(Full length, 2M, 3F, 2 M or F)

A bittersweet love story wrapped in a satire of modern royal families disguised as a bedtime story, with its plot lifted from Georg Büchner's Leonce and Lena. Prince Lance and Princess Lana flee the arranged marriage meant to unite their respective kingdoms, only to meet by accident, or providence, and fall in love. Multiple, simple settings.

Characters:
STORYTELLER*
PRINCE LANCE
QUEEN OLGA
KING ALBERT
REGENT*
QUEEN MIRIAM
PRINCESS LANA

(*can be M or F)

SAMPLE SCENE

 

STORYTELLER

A very short time ago, in a kingdom not at all distant… Not a kingdom, really, but a constitutional monarchy fully integrated within the European Union, there was a Prince, whose handsomeness is a matter of individual taste and whose loneliness a matter of speculation, as are his marriage plans. One day he was sitting in the palace, counting all his gold – so to speak – when Their Majesties the King and Queen approached.

 

                       (LIGHTS UP on PRINCE LANCE at a video console.

                       A noisy, violent game that demands his total attention.

                       KING ALBERT and QUEEN OLGA enter.

                       PRINCE LANCE doesn’t notice.)

 

QUEEN OLGA

Ahem.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Shh!

 

                        (Screams, explosions, death metal music from the game.)

 

QUEEN OLGA

What are you –

 

PRINCE LANCE

Trying to finish this level.

 

KING ALBERT

Turn off the laser tracking beam. It eats up energy you’ll need for the photon blast which is the only way to stop the legions of the undead.

 

PRINCE LANCE

When do they show up?

 

KING ALBERT

Right about…now.

 

                       (PRINCE LANCE frantically fires away.

                       A final agonizing scream from the game.

                       “Game over” music.)

 

Do you have any lives left?

 

PRINCE LANCE

Too many.

 

                        (Puts console aside.)

 

What a bore.

 

QUEEN OLGA

If you’re not too busy, your father and I would like to have a word with you.

 

PRINCE LANCE

What about.

 

KING ALBERT (to QUEEN OLGA)

Shall I? Or would you prefer to?

 

QUEEN OLGA

I leave that to you.

KING ALBERT

Oh, you do?

 

QUEEN OLGA

I naturally defer to Your Majesty.

 

KING ALBERT

You’re a Majesty too. And the boy’s mother. And this is your idea.

 

QUEEN OLGA

I thought we were in agreement.

 

KING ALBERT

We are. Or at least we are not in disagreement.

 

QUEEN OLGA

Then I believe it proper that you should be the one to say what we have to say.

 

KING ALBERT

Or say who shall say what we have to say.

 

QUEEN OLGA

Of course.

 

KING ALBERT

In which case it is you who says that I have the say to say who says what we have to say.

 

QUEEN OLGA

I didn’t say that.

 

KING ALBERT

Then what did you say?

 

                        (PRINCE LANCE, no longer paying attention, has

                        manipulated the controls of a drone, which now

                        hovers over his head. He gazes at the screen of his iPad.)

 

QUEEN OLGA

I very clearly said – what is that?

 

PRINCE LANCE

The top of my head. I’ve always wanted to see it.

 

QUEEN OLGA

The very least you could do is pay attention.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Is that a bald spot?

 

                        (KING ALBERT takes a look.)

 

KING ALBERT

Only the beginnings of one.

 

PRINCE LANCE

I’m going to inherit your baldness.

 

QUEEN OLGA

His Majesty looks very dignified. Noble. Wise. Serene.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Bald.

 

KING ALBERT

I’m young at heart.

 

PRINCE LANCE

That’s just what you have the publicists say.

 

KING ALBERT

I could be young at heart, though, if I wanted to be.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Can we get to the point?

 

                        (Pause.)

 

QUEEN OLGA

We’ve found just the girl for you.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Not again.

 

KING ALBERT

Please hear us out.

 

QUEEN OLGA

She’s young, she’s pretty, she’s intelligent.

 

KING ALBERT

She’s everything you like.

 

QUEEN OLGA

And everything like you.

 

PRINCE LANCE

She’s a royal, isn’t she.

 

                        (KING ALBERT and QUEEN OLGA look at each other.)

 

Okay, details. How many horses? How many cars? How many houses, and where? Marbella? Gstaad? Monaco? Miami? How many times has Hello magazine followed her shopping or dining or sunbathing? How many journalists are already typing up reports of rumors about us? Have I met her?

 

QUEEN OLGA

No, you haven’t.

 

PRINCE LANCE

That’s no problem. Have them Photoshop us into the same picture, with the palace in the background, or a crowded dance floor, or a deserted beach at sunset. Better still, choose an enthusiasm we can be said to share. Squash. Water polo. Skydiving. Paste in our faces and voila!

 

QUEEN OLGA

I told you he’d be this way.

 

KING ALBERT

My son. Don’t you want to see us happy?

 

PRINCE LANCE

You’re not happy?

 

KING ALBERT

Well of course we’re happy, but…

 

QUEEN OLGA

You know nothing would make your father happier than to be a grandfather.

 

PRINCE LANCE

And to have the succession settled?

 

KING ALBERT

That too, of course.

 

PRINCE LANCE

We’re speaking of the family nose. I’ve got it. You’ve got it. Your father, his father, grandfather, great, great great, and great great great grandfathers all had it. What is important is that the nose continue. Thanks to modern genetic research, a royal egg can be found whose gene for nose shape can be determined to be recessive and therefore not likely to interfere with the nasal prerogative of the carefully selected royal spermatozoid. Long may the nose reign over the realm!

 

QUEEN OLGA

We’ll come back when you’re ready to be reasonable.

 

PRINCE LANCE

I’m sorry. I’m ready to be reasonable.

KING ALBERT

You are?

 

PRINCE LANCE

Well, no. But I’m curious, and I don’t have anything else to do.

 

QUEEN OLGA

We’d like you to meet her.

 

PRINCE LANCE

I’d like to meet her, too. By accident. The way people meet, not the way royals meet.

 

QUEEN OLGA

The problem with meeting people that way is you run the risk of meeting the wrong person.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Oh what I wouldn’t do to meet the wrong person! Make the mistake of my life! Make a mess of things, screw things up! All my life I’ve been carefully trained to do everything right. Here in the palace you’ve got think tanks and consultants whose job it is to determine all the right things for me to do. My every day is meticulously programmed with activities carefully calibrated precisely to avoid the slightest possibility of anything being left to accident or chance. And look at the result.

 

KING ALBERT

You’re a fine young man.

 

QUEEN OLGA

You’re a thoroughly adequate heir to the throne.

 

PRINCE LANCE

What if I don’t want the throne?

 

KING ALBERT

Don’t think of yourself. Think of the realm.

 

QUEEN OLGA

They look to us – to you – for continuity, for stability –

 

PRINCE LANCE

For distraction –

 

KING ALBERT

In times of insecurity and doubt.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Whose? Yours? You’d love to distract everyone from those tax inspectors going over our holdings.

 

KING ALBERT

Please don’t bring that up.

 

PRINCE LANCE

The gossip journalists looking into your love life…

 

QUEEN OLGA

That either.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Paternity suit lawyers...

 

KING ALBERT

Especially not that.

 

QUEEN OLGA

But since you bring it up, all the more reason. A new king and a new queen would be just what the people need to put these scandals behind them.

 

PRINCE LANCE

For you to put these scandals behind you.

 

KING ALBERT

All right, that too.

 

QUEEN OLGA

In times like this, we perform a valuable service.

 

KING ALBERT

One we have a duty to perform.

 

QUEEN OLGA

We give them something to look at.

 

KING ALBERT

Something that fills them with pride.

 

QUEEN OLGA

Takes their minds off their troubles.

 

KING ALBERT

Reassures them there is order in the world.

 

QUEEN OLGA

Order, beauty, stability.

 

KING ALBERT

We put on a show.

 

QUEEN OLGA

It’s a good show.

 

KING ALBERT

They enjoy it. They believe it.

 

QUEEN OLGA

We believe it too.

 

KING ALBERT

Yes, sooner or later, we believe it too.

 

QUEEN OLGA

As will you.

 

KING ALBERT

And your queen.

 

QUEEN OLGA

And your children.

 

PRINCE LANCE

Sure. And if we don’t, there’s always divorce. Custody battles. Divided loyalties among the population. Flaming high-speed auto wrecks in Parisian underpasses.

 

                        (Pause.)

 

QUEEN OLGA

She’ll be here tomorrow.

 

                        (KING ALBERT and QUEEN OLGA start off.)

 

PRINCE LANCE

Oh, what was I thinking. Of course. You’re right. Prepare the wedding festivities.

 

                        (KING ALBERT and QUEEN OLGA stop.)

 

KING ALBERT

But you haven’t even met her.

 

PRINCE LANCE

I don’t need to meet her. You know what’s best for me, and for the realm, and for the institution of the monarchy.

 

KING ALBERT

Well, we try our best.

 

PRINCE LANCE (kneeling)

How could I have doubted you, Your Worships?

 

                       (QUEEN OLGA gives him a kiss on the forehead.

                       PRINCE LANCE watches her and KING ALBERT go.

                       He takes out his mobile phone and places a call.)

 

PRINCE LANCE

Yes, hi.  I’d like you to schedule a couple of appointments for me.

 

As soon as possible. This afternoon.

 

Yes. A hair weave. And a nose job.

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