Violet insists that her name has always been Elizabeth, not Violet as others have called her for 14 years. She expresses frustration at expending energy trying to get others to notice her, including Prague, and questions why she still thinks about them when they are not around. Violet declares that no one is special and that no one knows or cares about the others. She criticizes them for building up a cult around themselves and says that theater is not even real.
Violet insists that her name has always been Elizabeth, not Violet as others have called her for 14 years. She expresses frustration at expending energy trying to get others to notice her, including Prague, and questions why she still thinks about them when they are not around. Violet declares that no one is special and that no one knows or cares about the others. She criticizes them for building up a cult around themselves and says that theater is not even real.
Violet insists that her name has always been Elizabeth, not Violet as others have called her for 14 years. She expresses frustration at expending energy trying to get others to notice her, including Prague, and questions why she still thinks about them when they are not around. Violet declares that no one is special and that no one knows or cares about the others. She criticizes them for building up a cult around themselves and says that theater is not even real.
At a woman's college, 10 years ago Erin was writing a play for
Prague to direct. And there was an uneasy love triangle with Erin's roommate, Jessie. In the present, Prague and Erin meet up to talk about a play of Erin's Prague might direct. Jessie and Erin live together now and are talking about a baby. Or, wait. Was everything we saw in the first act actually the play Erin wrote? Why is there a sword fight right now? Why does Violet insist everyone call her Elizabeth? Violet says:
My name's not Violet. My name has never been Violet. I always
introduce myself as Elizabeth. It's my name. It's always been my name. Meredith called me Shrinking Violet once during my freshman year and ever since then, everyone thinks my name is Violet. My name is not Violet. It's been fourteen years. Stop fucking calling me Violet! (PRAGUE: Relax, Honey.) I will not relax. You know, I've expended so much energy over the years trying to get you to notice me. All of you. Why do I care what you think? How is it I think about you when you aren't there? Still. All the time. All of you? You're not that special. You never were. No one cares about you. No one knows who you are. You've built this wind tunnel around you that celebrates your cult. It's not a real thing. Theater isn't even a real thing. My mother thinks I open curtains during Lion King. And you! All the things you do are insignificant. You are selfish and you are oblivious and you are all terrible people.