Play 144: Dreams

CHARACTERS
VINCENT, 17
ALLEN, 18

(Allen is sitting on a couch watching TV, it appears to be late morning. Vincent enters, looking groggy from having just woken up, and with a confused look on his face. He sits down next to Allen.)

ALLEN
Hey.

VINCENT
Hey.

ALLEN
What happened to you?

VINCENT
What?

ALLEN
You look kinda tripped out.

VINCENT
I did just wake up.

ALLEN
True.

(Beat.)

That it?

VINCENT
Had a weird dream.

ALLEN
How so?

VINCENT
I don’t know, just very strange.

ALLEN
I mean, like what was it about?

VINCENT
I have no idea.

ALLEN
Don’t remember?

VINCENT
No, I do.

ALLEN
So what was it about?

VINCENT
I have absolutely no idea, it was pretty psychotic.

ALLEN
In what way?

VINCENT
I just didn’t really know what was happening, or even who a lot of the other people were.

ALLEN
So the other people weren’t people from your actual life or something?

VINCENT
Some weren’t, some were real people but just kept shifting.

ALLEN
I know what you mean, that happens to me sometimes too.

(Beat.)

VINCENT
Man…

ALLEN
What?

VINCENT
Still trying to figure out what the fuck my dream was about.

ALLEN
Yeah.

(Beat.)

Figured anything out?

VINCENT
Not even close.

(Beat.)

Man, and the few connections to real life were pretty weird too.

ALLEN
Like what?

(Beat.)

VINCENT
I don’t really want to talk about it.

ALLEN
Come on.

VINCENT
Sorry.

ALLEN
You can’t mention something then not say anything about it.

VINCENT
Really?

ALLEN
Yeah.

VINCENT
Watch me.

(He gets up and exits.)

(Allen turns around on the couch to face where Vincent went.)

ALLEN
Hey!

(Beat.)

(He shakes his head.)

(Beat.)

Ehh, fuck it.

(He goes back to watching TV.)

(Blackout.)