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Charles Atlas and his Best Gal Sal
by
Rick Regan
December 21, 2024
Rick Regan
Raleigh.RickRegan@gmail.com
919-218-8834
INT. CARNIVAL TENT - DAY
Bare stage, house lights.
A man, CHARLES, walks out. He is in his early thirties,
very bulky. He is shirtless and wearing striped
āwrestlerā trousers, gaudy and loose.
CHARLES
(to the audience)
Hello, folks. Iām Charles Atlas,
strongest man in the world. I used
to be like you, scrawny and weak.
I was at the beach one day and
some bully comes along and kicks
sand on me. I vowed from that day
that I would become the strongest
man in the world. And here I am!
I bend iron bars with my bare
hands! I juggle bowling balls,
three at a time! I lift my best
gal, Sal, over my head. I am
Charles Atlas! Mountain of a Man!
And any mountain has to have a
Best Gal, and thatās Sal. Sheās
smart, so watch out! Here she is!
Hereās Sal!
A woman in a circus outfit comes forward across the bare
stage. She waves to the crowd. The crowd whistles and
cheers.
SALLY
Oh, stop it, yaā bunch of goons!
Just because a beautiful woman
appears, right in front of you,
doesnāt mean that you have to ogle
and wolf-whistle...But it doesnāt
hurt either!
(winking)
Crowd guffaws!
CHARLES
How are you doing today, Sal?
SALLY
Well, Charlie, I was just saying
to Carol, backstage, that this is
about the best audience weāve ever
had.
CHARLES
What do you mean, Sal? They seem
like regular people.
SALLY
Regular people?! Have you seen
these folks? Fine, upstanding
citizens! Models of their
community. Leaders, men of wealth
and taste, entrepreneurs!
CHARLES
Is that French?
SALLY
No, Charlie! The French donāt have
a word for āentrepreneurā. Itās
American as apple pie. As
wholesome and good as every
American who is faithful to our
beloved republic.
(to audience)
Isnāt that right, folks?!
The crowd cheers!
SALLY
And what a mountain of a man you
are, Charles!
(to audience)
Strong as an ox!
(stage whispers)
And almost as smart too.
Crowd laughs.
SALLY
And for a man as big as he is,
youād think thereād be
more...manhood. But, sadly for old
Sal, thereās just not much meat on
that bone. But heās a good guy.
Heās sweet.
CHARLES
(to audience)
So here we are, the strongest man
in the world and his Best Gal Sal.
Weāll be doing some things tonight
that you have never seen,
anywhere!
An energetic, younger man enters. Heās carrying a messy
sheet of papers.
PT
(rushing in)
Wait! Wait. Guys, hold on.
(shuffling papers)
Letās see...āCharlie comes in. Iām
Charles Atlas...blah, blah, blah.
Hereās Sal. Blah, blah, blah....
(to himself)
No, no, no, We skipped the first
part.
(looking around)
(to offstage)
Carol! Can we get the backdrops
please?
Big painted backdrops roll down from the rigs above.
PT
(to the audience)
Iām sorry about this, folks. Kind
of rushed today. Bit of a mix-up.
(to offstage)
Carol, can we get the lights too?
The house lights go down and the stage lights come up.
PT
(to audience)
Yeah, yeah. Ok. Uh, so...set the
scene. Itās a circus tent. With a
carnival barker attraction. The
Strongest Man in the World and his
assistant. He does feats of
strength.
SALLY
Assistant? Iām more than an
assistant!
PT
Itās just for the script, honey.
(to audience)
Anyway, youāve met Charlie and
Sal. So, itās a bit out of order
but I think you get the picture.
(to Charles)
You ready to go, champ?
CHARLES
Sure. Always. No doubt. Hundred
percent.
PT
Ok. Ok. Letās...
(moves to exit,
pauses)
Itās just... Iāve been thinking.
SALLY
Oh, no! Here we go.
PT
Itās just, I was thinking that we
donāt have enough drama in this
show. There is no suspense, no
unpredictability. No mystery.
CAROL, the stage manager comes on, with headphone and
clipboard.
CAROL
(irritated)
PT, weāve got to keep moving.
Whatās going on here?
SALLY
PT wants us to stage some kind of
Ibson-ian hot-house drama.
CAROL
Like āThe Wild Duckā?
SALLY
Iām thinking more āHedda Gabblerā.
CAROL
Jesus, can we just move this
along? Please?!
PT
Itās just that I wonder if we are
giving the audience what they
want, if we just give them what
they expect. What if they didnāt
know how it would come out?
SALLY
What? Like, if the bars didnāt
bend or he couldnāt lift the
bowling balls?
CHARLES
I can bend the bar!
CAROL
(exasperated)
Itās rubber! We use it for every
show. Of course you can bend the
bar. I can bend the bar.
PT
But what if, maybe like Houdini,
you donāt know if heās going to
escape?
CAROL
Like if Miss Deep-Dish here keeps
packing on the pounds and he canāt
get her up in the air any more?
SALLY
Thatās not the only thing he canāt
get up.
PT
OK! So right there! She just made
an insult about his impotence.
Thatās good!
CHARLES
No! Itās not!
PT
What if he gets angry! What if he
threatens her! We donāt know if
heās going to kill her!
SALLY
On stage?!
CAROL
OK, OK. I get your point. We donāt
have a dramatic tension here, but
is that what they are paying to
see? I mean, arenāt the rubes
paying their nickels to see Miss
Boom-Boom-Coconuts here and her
pet gorilla?
PT
I get your point.
CAROL
I mean, what they really want to
see is the He-Man shucking-her
clam. Live! On-stage. Raw!
PT
I know, but...
CAROL
They would be stacking up the
quarters from here to Buffalo!
Every seat, every show, packed!
SALLY
(cooly)
Iād do that. For the money.
CAROL
Of course you would. Thatās why
you are in the circus, not the
White House.
SALLY
No, I mean it. If the stiffs want
to see the goods, and PAY, Iām in.
I need to make some real money.
This-face doesnāt look this-good
forever. Iāve got to think of the
future.
PT
But thatās not drama! Thatās not
theater! Thatās just a show, a
performance. Like Charlie here,
bending the rubber stick. Just a
show.
SALLY
So what? If it brings in the cash?
I want to rake it in.
PT
But thatās not why weāre doing
this!
CAROL
Oh no? Says you, Mister I-was-on
Broadway. Look at you now,
directing a circus freak show.
CHARLES
Iām not a freak! Iām normal.
SALLY
Almost...
CHARLES
What if it was like a contest?
What if it was some competition or
game, that you donāt know how it
comes out?
CAROL
Chas, you couldnāt win a spelling
bee. Shut up!
SALLY
You could have him fight somebody,
like from the audience.
PT
No, no!
CAROL
Or better yet, have the stiffs pay
to try to lift up Miss Two
Cupcakes-and-a-Muffin here. Theyād
lose every time!
SALLY
Iāll laugh all the way to the
bank!
CAROL
Look, PT, this is your show. If
you want to stage āThe Cherry
Orchardā, then, fine. Be my guest.
I just need to keep the show
going!
CHARLES
Wait a minute! This isnāt his
show. This is my show. Charles
Atlas, strongest man in the world.
Thatās what people pay to see. I
am what brings the people in. Me!
SALLY
(soothing)
And, honey, youāre great at it.
You always have been.
CHARLES
I donāt want to hear some BS about
how there is āno dramaā, ānot real
theaterā. This is my show. You
work for me. Remember that!
SALLY
Uh, actually Charly, thatās not,
strictly-speaking, true.
CHARLES
Of course it is!
CAROL
Sheās right. We work for PT.
CHARLES
I donāt!
CAROL
Thatās between you two.
PT
Listen, listen. Weāre way off base
here. Letās just get through this
show and weāll kick around some
ideas with the midgets and the
clowns, when we pull out of town.
CAROL
(frustrated)
Thank you!
Carol goes offstage.
PT
OK. You guys are pros. Youāre
doing great. Take it from here.
(moves to exit,
pauses)
But, actually, I just want to
mention, that Iām proud of you,
both. You bring this stage to life
every day. And the magic between
the two of you is real. The
audience gets that. Itās like
electricity! Ok, go!
PT goes backstage.
Where was I?
CHARLES
SALLY
Feats of strength.
Charles picks up the āironā bar and bends it easily.
CHARLES
(pathetic)
Do I really not satisfy you? I
try! You know I do.
SALLY
Itās not important. I love you.
Charles puts down the bar and picks up the bowling balls,
which are painted Styrofoam. He starts to juggle them but
he fumbles them. He scrambles around to collect the foam
balls.
CHARLES
(choking up)
But, maybe youāve been with other
guys, like the clowns. And they
were better?
SALLY
Look, itās OK. I get along fine,
myself.
CHARLES
(starting to cry)
But who am I, to you?
SALLY
(soothing)
The Strongest Man in the World.
Charles puts away the bowling balls.
Sally gets in position for Charles to lift her.
Charles is weeping now.
CHARLES
(lifting Sally)
But, but...I do whatever you want.
Whatever you like. Isnāt that
enough?
Charles holds Sally over his head.
CAROL
(from offstage)
Twirl her around! Twirl her
around, please!
Charles turns Sally around over his head. He is crying.
She is crying.
Charles puts Sally back down on the stage.
SALLY
(jagged crying)
And what about me? Am I just some
arm-candy for you? There are a
million women who throw themselves
at you! Doesnāt it mean anything
to you? Donāt I mean anything to
you?!
CHARLES
(sobbing)
Baby! I love you. I have always
loved you! But...
SALLY
(hysterical)
But?! But what?! Whatās the
matter? Are you kicking me off the
train?! Is there somebody else?
CHARLES
Thereās nobody else! How could
there be anybody else?! You are
the only one I love!
SALLY
But why?! Why do you love me?!
CHARLES
Because I just DO! Thatās why. I
just do. I just love you.
SALLY
Oh, Charlie!
Sally goes to Charles and puts her arms around him. She
kisses him. She kisses his tears and his closed eyes. He
squeezes her.
The audience erupt into cheers of āHurray!ā
PT
(from offstage)
OK, lights! Please!
The stage lights go out.
END