Play 132: Idea Theft

CHARACTERS
VINCENT, 17
REPORTER’S VOICE

(He is sitting on a chair with a computer on his lap typing. There is a television set in front of him, the new is on.)

(He types for a few seconds.)

VINCENT
(To himself.)
And…

(He hits a button with a flourish.)

Done!

(He closes his computer and starts watching the television.)

REPORTER’S VOICE
(Coming from the TV.)

And, in local news, a man was killed in an apparent robbery. He was found dead on the sidewalk early this morning, his watch, wallet, and all valuables remained, but it appeared that a sizeable number of ideas had been stolen from his body.

(A nervous look suddenly overcomes Vincent’s face.)

VINCENT
(Muttering.)
Shit.

New information just in—it appears the ideas stolen were in fact for short scenes of some kind, the police are currently looking into it to try to find more details, and we’ll keep you posted as the story develops.

VINCENT
Fuck.

(He starts nervously tapping on the arm of the chair.)

(There is a noise from offstage.)

(He looks to where the noise came from anxiously.)

VINCENT
(Muttering to himself.)
What the hell was that?

(He starts to get up.)

(Suddenly a SWAT Team bursts in through the doors and all the windows around him, wood shards and glass are send flying everywhere.)

VINCENT
Fuck!

(He gets up and starts to run.)

(Almost immediately one of the SWAT team members tackles him, and pins him to the ground.)

VINCENT
(Yelling.)
No, I’m innocent!

(Several other SWAT members come over to him, and they put handcuffs on him.)

VINCENET
I swear, I didn’t do anything!

(They finish getting the handcuffs on.)

VINCENT
Please, you have to believe me!

(They start dragging him towards the door.)

VINCENT
You can’t do this! You got nothing on me, nothing, you hear me?!

(They get him to the door, and one of them opens it.)

VINCENT
You’ll never take me alive!

(He pathetically tries to break free from their grasp, but they maintain their hold and drag him out the door.)

(All of them leave but one SWAT member.)

(He shakes his head, and then leaves, closing the door behind him.)

(Pause.)

(Blackout.)