When Sully Sullenberger’s emergency landing turns their play Hero on The Hudson into a prophetic overnight hit, Johnny Steele and Mike Deuce are suddenly the toast of the town… theatrical soothsayers who become the subject of a grad school documentary. Two more dim bulbs are added to Broadway’s great white way and both boys celebrate their success by abusing interns and finding hotter girlfriends. Graced with free space, funding, and a flood of new collaborators, the two set out to show the world - and a rival feminist theater company, A Womb of One’s Own - that they are, in fact, the next big thing. What follows is the ridiculous rise of a downtown theater company who prove once and for all that intelligence and talent are just big words artsy people use to keep you down. Maybe There’s A Tree suggests that if the American theater is indeed on its deathbed, maybe Steele and Deuce are just what the proctologist ordered.