Enron by Lucy Prebble

Scene 5: Trimming The Fat

The sound of motorbikes revving, screeching brakes, the hum of manly pursuits.
Split scene.
Below: Enron gym. Skilling is on a running machine, in sports clothes. He's pushing himself and relishing the physical challenge.
Above: Ken Lay's office. Lay and Roe are meeting.
Below: Fastow enters the gym with trepidation in a suit.
He gestures to the running machine beside him. Fastow, nervous, takes off his shoes and jacket and gets on the machine.
Skilling immediately ups it to a run for Fastow.
He can't help smiling a little. He ups Fastow's speed. Fastow tries to keep up.
He ups Fastow's speed again.
Fastow redoubles his efforts.
Roe I don't know if I can work under this regime, Ken.
Roe I mean it.
Roe Well, families fight! And Jeff doesn't listen to anyone.
Roe How am I supposed to head a division where ten per cent of my people are cut every time we have an evaluation?!
Roe Who don't get replaced! Or get replaced with really smart twenty-year-olds with no idea what's going on!
Roe It is? Well, happy birthday, Ken.
He passes it to Roe.
Roe 'Happy birthday, Kenny Boy! Now you're really old! Call me sometime. From W.'
Skilling presses the stop button on Fastow's running machine, hurling the younger man from his treadmill.
Fastow regains his balance and composure as Skilling calmly slows his own speed.
An exhausted Fastow agrees physically while he pants.
Roe I won't let you down.
Roe I want to build a power plant in India.
Roe You wanna be the first? Jeff won't go for it, he doesn't even think outside the States. One power plant.
Roe It's India, Ken. The size of it. Don't you want some skin in that game?
Roe I knew I could come to you.
As Lay says 'share price' the share price is revealed; a figurative representation of the company's worth, represented by light somewhere on stage.
An Analyst enters and speaks to us.
The analysts are Sheryl Sloman of Citigroup, J.P. Morgan and Deutsche Bank. All follow Skilling, enraptured.
As he walks around the space, various Employees approach Skilling with contracts for him to approve and sign. He smoothly signs though barely looks at them, treating them like autographs.
The Analysts line up and face the audience.
Citigroup Analyst, after a drum roll, reveals her verdict:
The stock goes up.
The stock goes up.
The stock goes up.
It's reached half of its full height. Skilling looks genuinely touched by this.
The Analysts become a barbershop quartet and sing.
The Analysts parade off.
He's delighted by his power and effect. Grinning at the recognition and level of belief.
Lay comes down and approaches his protégé.
He hands Skilling a fifty-dollar bill.
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