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White Trash ACT 1
QUEENS, NEW YORK. A LATE OCTOBER AFTERNOON BY A TRESTLE ON THE RAILROAD TRACKS. THE SUN IS SETTING. ENTER JIM AND DANNY, DRUNK AND DRINKING BEER, WALKING ALONG A NARROW WALKWAY TOWARD A METAL STAIRCASE LEADING DOWN TO THE TRACKS. JIM IS CARRYING A LARGE BROWN PAPER BAG CONTAINING BEER AND WINE. ENTER PROSTITUTE, A TALL, BUXOM WOMAN WITH LONG BLACK HAIR AND TOO MUCH MAKEUP. SHE'S WEARING A LONG BLACK OVERCOAT WHICH IS OPEN, REVEALING A CHEAP RED BLOUSE, BLACK LEATHER MINI- SKIRT, BLACK FISH-NET STOCKINGS, AND SPIKE-HEELED SHOES. SHE WALKS TOWARD THEM, AND AS SHE SQUEEZES BY, SHE AIRS HER INDIGNATION.
PROSTITUTE What the fuck is this, Grand Central Station!
JIM AND DANNY NOTICE A FEW WORKERS ON THE TRACKS WALKING PAST THE BRIDGE AS THEY PROCEED DOWN THE STAIRS. JIM AND DANNY WALK OVER TO A THREE-WALLED METALLIC SHELTER AND STEP INSIDE.
JIM What's her problem?
DANNY Yo, man, she's a hooker.
JIM (sarcastically) No kiddin'.
DANNY Yeah, she hangs around the newsstand from time to time. I've seen her.
JIM Yeah?
DANNY Yeah, and you know something else?
JIM What?
DANNY Willy fucked her.
JIM Get out!
DANNY No, really. (laughing a little while Jim sips his beer) One night, a few of us were walking by the newsstand and we saw him walking with her down to the tracks. We followed them down there but they didn't see us. They did it standing up in front of the tunnel (pointing) over there.
JIM That's pathetic.
DANNY That's Willy.
JIM Couldn't he at least afford a motel?
DANNY I guess not, but that's not the worst of it. The next day he told me about it and - get this - he told me that his balls were itching ever since.
JIM (spitting beer) Aw man! Did he use a rubber?
DANNY I don't think so.
JIM Well, just don't invite him to any parties. He's one foul... (looks down at the ground) Hey! What's... Look at this. (pointing with his foot) I thought she was just giving one of those workers a blow job.
DANNY Watch it. You don't want to get stuck. (pause) Look. (pointing at a spoon nearby)
JIM Well, we know she's not diabetic.
HE LOOKS A FEW FEET AWAY AT A GROUP OF VIALS ON THE GROUND.
JIM (continuing) You think those are hers too?
DANNY Probably.
JIM Man, this is as good as a death sentence.
THEY WALK OVER TO A COUPLE OF MILK CRATES, SIT DOWN, AND DRINK IN SILENCE FOR A FEW MOMENTS.
DANNY He went to jail, you know.
JIM Yeah.
DANNY What do you think they did to that little white boy in Riker's Island?
JIM I think they raped his ass.
DANNY Man, that's really foul.
JIM You know, it's hard to believe he's related to Sharon.
DANNY I know. They're two totally different people. How's it goin' with her, anyway?
JIM Don't ask.
DANNY That bad?
JIM Look. Can you keep a secret? I have to talk to someone.
DANNY Yeah, sure. You know you can trust me.
JIM Well, you know there's a pretty big difference in our ages.
DANNY Yeah, so. That shouldn't be too much of a problem.
JIM I know, and it was awkward at first, but I soon got over that. You know, I really love her, and I would never do anything to hurt her.
DANNY Yeah.
JIM Man, I'm gonna be out of school in a year. I don't need this.
DANNY What?
JIM Sharon missed her period.
DANNY Oh, man. How late is she?
JIM Six weeks.
DANNY Well, maybe...
JIM I know she's pregnant. She just got back from the doctor.
DANNY What are you going to do?
JIM I don't know. I told her she should get an abortion, but she doesn't want to go through with it. She said it would be murder. I tried to explain that if she doesn't, I'll be the one murdered. You know how much her father hates me?
DANNY Yeah.
JIM Well, if he finds out about this I'm a dead man. (pause) Fuck it. There's no sense in worrying about it. Whatever happens, happens. Right now all I want to do is get really wasted.
DANNY I hear that.
JIM PULLS OUT A BOTTLE OF CHEAP WINE AND STARTS GUZZLING. THEY SIT IN SILENCE FOR A FEW MINUTES, PASSING THE BOTTLE BACK AND FORTH.
DANNY (continuing) Yo, Larry wants to hang out.
JIM Huh?
DANNY Yo, Larry's like twenty-five, and he never had a girlfriend.
JIM Now that's bad. What do you think he does, beat off?
DANNY Nah. Well...not exactly. We caught him with Sally, a love doll. (laughing) He has a love doll, man.
JIM That's sick!
DANNY Imagine fuckin' rubber.
JIM Well, if you want to fuck...I mean...I don't see the point, man. Why would anybody want to fuck that. You could just go to a cathouse and pay for it.
DANNY STARTS LAUGHING.
JIM (continuing) That's much more respectable than fuckin' some rubber piece of shit that you have to inflate every night. Politicians go to cathouses all the time.
DANNY That's sick, right?
JIM Yeah, that's demented. That's like... You'd might as well go up to a statue and jerk off on it.
PAUSE.
DANNY Who's down there? (directing with his eyes down the tracks) Are those just girls down there, or are there guys with them?
JIM Hey, you don't want anything down there. Those people are homeless.
DANNY Yeah, I know what you mean. I saw a homeless guy on the subway once. You could tell he was a bum, probably a wino. He was a dumpy lookin' old man. I could feel the fleas jumping right off him, he was scratching so much.
JIM That's foul, man. If I ever got that way I'd put a bullet in my head.
DANNY Me too.
JIM AND DANNY CONTINUE TO DRINK IN SILENCE FOR A FEW SECONDS. ENTER WILL, DRUNK, HOLDING A HEAVY METAL FLASHLIGHT IN ONE HAND, AND A FIFTH OF WHISKY, THREE QUARTERS DRAINED, IN THE OTHER.
WILL How's it goin'?
DANNY Hey, Will, what's up?
WILL Nothin'. What are you guys doin'?
DANNY Getting wasted.
WILL How's it hangin', Jim?
JIM Not bad, how 'bout you?
WILL I'm pretty wasted.
DANNY You're always pretty wasted.
WILL LIGHTS A JOINT AND OFFERS IT TO JIM.
JIM (holding his hand up) Nah, none for me.
WILL SMOKES.
DANNY Where's Larry?
WILL (looking around) I don't know. He was right behind me when I was walkin' down here. Larry! Larry!
LARRY (O.S.) What do you want?
WILL Where are you?
LARRY (O.S.) Wait a minute.
WILL What the hell is goin' on with this guy?
ENTER LARRY, A SHORT BALD MAN OF 25.
LARRY Damn! That was the third pair of drawers this week.
WILL Where were you?
LARRY Takin' a dump.
WILL Aw, geeze! On the tracks?
LARRY When you gotta go, you gotta go.
JIM (to Danny) Come on, let's get out of here and get something to eat. I'm starving.
DANNY Yeah, me too. (to Will and Larry) Are you guys comin'?
WILL We just got here. I guess we'll hangout down here a while and get wasted.
DANNY All right. (to Jim) I guess we'll be at Rosa's, right?
JIM Yeah. Come on, let's go.
JIM AND DANNY EXIT.
WILL So, are you ready?
LARRY I... I don't know, man.
WILL Come on, don't wimp out on me. It'll be fun.
LARRY What if someone finds out?
WILL No one's gonna find out. Now stop being a pussy.
LARRY All right, but if somethin' happens...
WILL Nothin's gonna happen. Don't be so paranoid. Here, this'll loosin' you up.
WILL PASSES THE JOINT TO LARRY. LARRY SMOKES THEN OFFERS IT BACK TO WILL.
WILL (continuing) Kill it.
LARRY TAKES A COUPLE DRAGS AND FLICKS IT ACROSS THE TRACKS. WILL RUMMAGES THROUGH HIS POCKETS AND EXTRACTS A PACK OF CIGARETTES. HE FUMBLES WITH THEM FOR A FEW SECONDS, PUTS ONE IN HIS MOUTH, AND SPEAKS AS HE LIGHTS UP. WILL (continuing) I think she's comin'.
LARRY What? I don't hea...
WILL Shut up.
ENTER PROSTITUTE DOWN STAIRCASE.
LARRY Now what?
WILL Come on.
LARRY No. I... I...
WILL Come on.
WILL PUSHES LARRY, AND THEY APPROACH PROSTITUTE.
WILL (continuing) What's up?
PROSTITUTE So, you've come back for more, huh. I see you've brought a friend.
WILL Yeah. We're both lookin' to have a good time.
PROSTITUTE You've come to the right place.
WILL (aside) Yeah, right.
PROSTITUTE What was that?
WILL Oh...uh...I said, "It's a nice night."
PROSTITUTE Actually, I think it's kinda chilly, so let's get down to business. Who's first? LARRY Uh...uh... How much?
PROSTITUTE Thirty for straight sex, twenty extra for anything kinky.
LARRY Uh...
PROSTITUTE Well? Well, come on! Do you want to stand around all night, or do you want to fuck me!
WILL PUSHES LARRY ASIDE AND POUNCES ON PROSTITUTE.
WILL Fuck you!
WILL PUSHES PROSTITUTE ONTO THE STAIRCASE AND REACHES UP HER SKIRT.
PROSTITUTE Hey! Hey! Money up front, man!
WILL How 'bout a freebie, baby!
PROSTITUTE Get off! No freebies!
WILL I wasn't askin'. Come on! Come on, baby!
PROSTITUTE SCREAMS.
PROSTITUTE Help! (screams) Help!
WILL HITS HER.
LARRY Will. Will. Come on, man. Don't...
WILL (to Larry) Shut up! (to Prostitute) I got you now, you bitch!
WILL HITS HER AGAIN.
PROSTITUTE Get off! (screams) Help! Help!
LARRY Will!
PROSTITUTE KNEES WILL IN THE GROIN, PUSHES HIM OFF HER, AND STARTS TO RUN UP THE STAIRS. WILL GRABS ONE OF HER ANKLES AND REACHES FOR THE FLASHLIGHT.
WILL Aw, you fuckin' cunt! You're gonna get it!
PROSTITUTE Let go! (screams) Help! (screams)
WILL CRUSHES HER SKULL WITH THE FLASHLIGHT. AFTER A LONG SILENCE, DURING WHICH WILL AND LARRY LOOK AT EACH OTHER GRAVELY, LARRY SPEAKS.
LARRY Jesus! What the hell did you do that for?
WILL The bitch deserved it.
LARRY Oh God! Oh God! What are we gonna do?
WILL Calm down. We gotta get rid of the body.
LARRY No way, man. I... I'm not gettin' into this.
WILL You're in it, and you're gonna help me, because whether you like it or not, you're an accomplice, and if I go down, I'm takin' you with me.
LARRY Oh God!
WILL All right, look. We won't get caught. Just do as I say, and everything'll be all right. Now we gotta get rid of the body. Help me carry her to the bridge.
LARRY AND WILL CARRY THE BODY OFFSTAGE. AFTER A FEW MINUTES THEY ENTER AGAIN.
LARRY I can't believe this. This is a nightmare.
WILL Listen. Don't say nothin' to no one, understand.
LARRY Oh God.
WILL You hear me? Nothin'.
LARRY I don't know if I can do this.
WILL You'd better, or it's our asses. There's nothin' that can be done now, anyway. Come on, we'd better get out of here.
LARRY Oh man, I think I'm gonna be sick.
WILL Just forget it. Forget the whole thing. It never happened, understand? It never happened.
WILL AND LARRY EXIT. ACT 2
SCENE 1
LATER AT ROSA'S, A LOCAL PIZZA PARLOR. DANNY, AND WILL ARE SITTING AT A TABLE. A LARGE HALF-EATEN PIZZA PIE IS SITTING ON THE TABLE IN FRONT OF THEM. WILL AND DANNY ARE EATING, ALREADY ENGAGED IN CONVERSATION. A COUPLE WOMEN ARE SITTING AT A NEIGHBORING TABLE, EATING SPAGHETTI. JIM ENTERS FROM MEN'S ROOM AND JOINS DANNY AND WILL AT THEIR TABLE. JIM AND DANNY ARE STILL INTOXICATED.
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