Monday, January 16, 2006

Play 72: Fucking Song

CHARACTERS
RAY, 17
KEN, 17

(They are sitting on a couch in a messy basement, there is music playing in the background.)

KEN
So then what happened?

RAY
Oh yeah, this is the best part.

KEN
What happened?

RAY
So she comes up to me, right?

KEN
Yeah.

RAY
So, I say—

(The song changes.)

(His expression suddenly changes and he stops mid-sentence. He stares at the wall with wide open eyes, there is a trace of melancholy in them.)

(beat.)

KEN
What did you say?

(beat.)

Ray?

(Ray turns towards Ken, his expression is back to how it was originally.)

RAY
Yeah?

(beat.)

KEN
What happened?

RAY
What?

KEN
You were in the middle of saying something and you just stopped.

RAY
What was I talking about?

KEN
You were…

(beat.)

I forget.

RAY
Whatever then.

(beat.)

KEN
But what happened?

RAY
What?

KEN
Why did you stop talking.

RAY
It’s nothing.

KEN
Bullshit.

RAY
I don’t want to talk about it.

KEN
Come on.

RAY
(annoyed.)
I said I don’t want to talk about it.

KEN
Okay, sorry.

(beat.)

RAY
Sorry, just I don’t really want to think about it.

KEN
Don’t worry about it.

RAY
Thanks.

(beat.)

Fucking song.

(beat.)

(Blackout.)

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