Jason Robert Brown

JESSICA
Murray? (She climbs out on to a window ledge) I’m out here, Murray, and I’m not discussing this anymore.You don’t want to buy me the fur, well, that’s just fine, Murray.
It’s not like I’m asking for much,
Since you won’t buy me the dog,
Or the beach house in Quogue,
As if you didn’t have the money…
What else is new?I’m not gonna fight for a coat, so never mind, Murray.
If that’s what’s important to you,
At least I know where I stand,
So Murray, strike up the band,
‘Cause the time has come for action –
Here’s what I’ll do -Clearly, I’m not wanted anymore.
Now I’m not so young and beautiful.
That’s okay, I’ve faced defeat before –
I’m not gonna kvetch and I’m not gonna cry,
It’s not gonna get me what I wanted so I’m simply gonnaTake one step, one tiny step, and Murray,
Just one step, I’ll be free.
One small step, just so you shouldn’t worry,
I’ll be free, and you’ll be rid of me,
Isn’t that easy, Murray? Watch me…
You think this is maybe a joke, well, it’s no joke, Murray.
Murray?It looks like they’re forming a crowd,
Like, eighty-five at the most –
Still, front page of the Post –
Mur, I think it’s Maury Povich
And Connie, too!
Hi, Connie!

Now you’ll finally make your mother proud,
Since she never liked me anyway.

(She takes off her earrings and dangles them over the ledge)

Look, she’s throwing diamonds to the crowd!
You just say the word and I’ll come back inside.
But until then, I’ll be happy just to know that I can always go and
Take one step, one tiny step, yes, Murray!

(The earrings go over the edge)

Just one step, adios!
One small step, honey, you better hurry!
Oh, yes, sir, better give up that fur!
Take it from me, ol’ Murray, here I …

Whoops! Almost fell, Murray!
The mother of your children splattered across Fifth Avenue in a bloody heap, Murray!
And it’s all your fault!

Yes, it’s you who made the money,
‘Cause it’s you who owns the store,
So if you don’t want to spend it, that’s your right.
But it’s you who bought the Penthouse
On the fifty-seventh floor,
So goodnight, cheapskate, goodnight!

You think I don’t know about her, well, I do, Murray.
You think I don’t know about that
Or the things that you say
To your friends every day –
I’m embarrassing, I’m fat, I’m demanding, I’m controlling –
Or whatever…
Perhaps it’s true…

Here’s the place where I get what I’ve earned.
Why keep crying? Why be miserable?

(She looks down to the crowd below)

Lookit, Murray! Somebody’s concerned!
Trust in the wind and I’ll land on the crowd –
No more complaining I’m trashy or loud!
What a sensational fucking experience –
Finally, Murray! I’m getting attention! And

Just one step! Look at where one step leads you!
One small step takes you high!
Just one step down from the man who needs you –
Fuck the fur! Just send it down to her!
So fare thee well, and Murray, watch me fly!

Murray?
I’m serious, Murray.
Murray?

(She slips, catches herself, looks down, and backs up against the wall as the lights fade.)