Play 224: Finally
CHARACTERS
RICK, 25
GEOFF, 27
(Geoff is sitting at a table in a kitchen of a small apartment reading a newspaper. There is an empty plate with traces of food on it, and a mostly drunken glass of orange juice in front of him. Geoff walks in from another room of the apartment and sits down at the table.)
GEOFF
Morning.
RICK
(Without looking up from the newspaper.)
Hey.
GEOFF
What’s up?
RICK
Just reading.
GEOFF
Cool.
(Beat.)
What’re you up to today?
RICK
(Still not looking up.)
Nothing.
GEOFF
You’re talkative.
RICK
Reading.
GEOFF
Sorry.
RICK
It’s okay.
(Beat.)
GEOFF
So you’re not doing anything?
(Rick looks up.)
RICK
(Slightly annoyed.)
No.
(He goes back to reading.)
(Pause.)
GEOFF
Man, I’m fucking tired.
(Beat, Rick doesn’t respond.)
GEOFF
Did the construction wake you up to?
(Beat.)
Rick?
(Beat, Rick exhales slowly.)
RICK
No.
GEOFF
Lucky.
(Pause.)
GEOFF
Anyways, I think I’m going to head out.
RICK
Okay.
(Geoff gets up, and walks over to the counter of the kitchen to get some things. He noisily picks up several items and puts them in his pockets. Rick looks up from the newspaper in annoyance at the noise, then goes back to reading.)
GEOFF
I’m out.
RICK
Bye.
GEOFF
See you later.
RICK
Yeah.
(Geoff exits.)
(Rick looks up at the door he just left from, takes a deep breath, exhales slowly, takes a sip from the glass of orange juice, and smiles. He goes back to reading the newspaper.)
(Blackout.)
