Just One More Face In The Crowd Lights Up on a typical New York lawyer on a therapist’s couch. He carries himself like a man holding on for dear life to a desperate secret. He is smoking a cigarette and clearly distressed. His therapist, a woman in her mid-thirties, in a corporate-esque dress and her hair in a tight bun, is on with him, but lighting only suggests a shadowy profile. She should be able to be seen, as she will be pantomiming movements and murmuring, asking questions that only t...

Just One More Face In The Crowd Lights Up on a typical New York business man on a therapist’s couch. He carries himself like a man holding on for dear life to a desperate secret. He is smoking a cigarette and clearly distressed. A clock ticking can be heard in the background. As lights go up, he goes from distressed to somewhat amused. Man Y’know, it’s funny you should ask that. I’ve been going to therapists my entire life( lights up a new cigarette), and every time I tell them I’m…( he is c...