SCENE THREE

LIGHTS UP ON TWO SEPARATE ENTRYWAYS INTO TWO SEPARATE HOUSES. ABOUT ONE WEEK AFTER D-DAY. ONE IN CROWN HEIGHTS (MRS. HARKNESS, JOHN’S MOTHER), ONE IN MANHATTAN (LAURIE NOBLE, EDWARD’S FIANCÉ). THE CROWN HEIGHTS PLACE IS DECORATED NICELY WITH MANY PICTURES AND OBJECTS, BUT IS NOT A HOUSE OF MONEY. THE MANHATTAN HOUSE IS NOT OF MONEY EITHER, BUT IS DECORATED SPARSELY, AS IF THE FAMILY WHO LIVES THERE DECIDED TO SPEND THEIR DECORATING BUDGET ON ON OR TWO NICE THINGS. ACTION ON BOTH SIDES HAPPENS SIMULTANEOUSLY. FROM HOUSE HARKNESS, WE HEAR NEWS RADIO AS MRS. HARKNESS CLEANS. IN HOUSE KOVACS, NOTHING.

NEWS REPORTER
(from radio)
A week after the great invasion of France, and the the unfortunate death toll is being counted. Current estimates put the casualty count at roughly 5000, though the number may be higher. I think I can safely say for everyone here in the studio that any families who lost brothers, fathers, sons or husbands in the Invasion of France has the condolences of the entire staff and crew down here at the station. If it helps, they did not die–

MRS. HARKNESS SHUTS OFF THE RADIO, AND CONTINUES CLEANING AND DUSTING THE ENTRANCE WAY. SHE TAKES A PICTURE OF JOHN OFF THE WALL, GIVES IT AN EXTRA POLISH AND A KISS, THEN HANGS IT BACK UP CAREFULLY. WE HEAR A CALL OFF STAGE FROM MR. HARKNESS, AND SHE HEADS OFF, AS LAURIE ENTERS, HAIR PULLED BACK IN A BUN AND A DISHWASHING APRON AROUND HER WAIST, WHICH SHE UNTIES AND PLACES ON THE CHAIR. SHE PICKS UP THE MAIL AND SIFTS THROUGH IT

LAURIE
Bill, bill, junk
(tosses first half)
No I don’t need to donate more to the effort by buying more bonds. My Eddie is donation enough.
(tosses it)
“Learn to speak with the dead, no tricks, no hoax”
(beat.)
Hahahahahahahaha! Who would believe that junk? Besides, I don’t need that. My Eddie wouldn’t leave me. He promised.

LAURIE RIPS THE ADVERTISEMENT IN HALF, AND TOSSES IT ASIDE. SHE TURNS ON HER RADIO (“AS TIME GOES BY” BY RUDY VALEE SUGGESTED, THOUGH IT IS DIRECTOR’S CHOICE). MRS. HARKNESS ENTERS AND GOES BACK TO CLEANING ONCE AGAIN., AS LAURIE GOES THROUGH THE REST OF THE MAIL, WHILE LOOKING AT A HANDSOME PICTURE OF EDWARD, LOOKING STERN IN HIS CLASS-A UNIFORM. TIME SHOULD NOT ENTER COMPLETE SLOW MOTION, BUT THIS IMAGE SHOULD BE SAVORED. AFTER THIS MOMENT HAS PASSED, THERE IS A KNOCK AT BOTH DOORS. LAURIE DOES NOT QUITE HEAR IT AT FIRST, BECAUSE OF HER MUSIC (WHICH CAN BE LOWERED TO ACCOMMODATE DIALOGUE IF NEEDED.

MRS. HARKNESS
Just a moment! I just need to set my things down.
(to offstage)
Oh you just sit down Walter. I can get this.

KNOCK ON LAURIE’S DOOR AGAIN.

LAURIE
Oh, I’m so sorry! I must have not been paying attention.

LAURIE SHUTS OFF RADIO, AND MRS. HARKNESS SETS DOWN CLEANING SUPPLIES. BOTH SHOULD REACH THEIR RESPECTIVE DOORS AT SAME TIME. DIALOGUE SHOULD RUN CLOSELY SO NEITHER SIDE HAS AN ABNORMAL BREAK IN DIALOGUE.

MRS. HARKNESS & LAURIE
Oh, hello.

MRS. HARKNESS
Won’t you come in?

OFFICER JONES
Thank you ma’m.

OFFICER JAMES
Good morning ma’m. May I come in?

LAURIE
Oh I’m sorry. Please, come in.

BOTH OFFICERS WALK IN, HOLDING A FOLDED FLAG AT THEIR SIDE, WHICH NEITHER WOMAN NOTICES. NEITHER QUITE REALIZES WHAT THE OFFICER IS THERE FOR.

LAURIE
Can I get you something?
MRS. HARKNESS
Like coffee?
OFFICER JONES & OFFICER JAMES
No, no thank you ma’m.

LAURIE
Um, ok.

OFFICER JONES & OFFICER JAMES
Um, ma’m, could we sit down? I have something that I wish to tell you.

MRS. HARKNESS & LAURIE
Of course, of course.

BOTH WOMEN SET UP A CHAIR FOR THEMSELVES AND THE OFFICER.

OFFICER JONES & OFFICER JAMES
Ma’m, have you heard of the recent amphibious landing at the beaches in Normandy, France?


LAURIE
Um, a bit.

MRS. HARKNESS
Oh yes, I’m beginning to hear all about that thing on the radio. Sounds like it was quite the battle huh? I was just about to write and–

OFFICER JONES
(cut off at any point during her line)
Ma’m. Excuse me,

OFFICER JONES & OFFICER JAMES
I am sorry to say this, but your

OFFICER JONES
Son

OFFICER JAMES
Fiance



OFFICER JONES & OFFICER JAMES
Was killed in the battle at Normandy, approximately one week ago.

A BEAT, MAYBE TWO OF COMPLETE SILENCE. BOTH OFFICERS TAKE THE FOLDED FLAG, WHICH THEY HAVE BEEN CARRYING, AND OFFER IT TO THE WOMEN. LAURIE STARTS CRYING, WHILE MRS. HARKNESS TRIES TO FIGHT BACK THE TEARS. LAURIE SINKS TO THE FLOOR, AND OFFICER JAMES BENDS DOWN TO CONSOLE HER. MRS. HARKNESS TAKES THE FLAG AND STARES AT IT.

MRS. HARKNESS
How?

OFFICER JONES
Ma’m, it really isn’t my place to offer up that kind of information to civilians–

MRS. HARKNESS
HOW!?

OFFICER JONES
Um, well, some reports indicate that he just stood up in front of the bullet. It is being labeled that he committed suicide.

MRS. HARKNESS
What?

OFFICER JONES
I’m sorry ma’m. Suicide.

MRS. HARKNESS
(hysterical)
No! My son would not do that! You have the wrong house! That’s it, the wrong house. Now go! Go! GO!

OFFICER JONES LEAVES. MRS. HARKNESS CALLS TO HER HUSBAND, AND HE COMES OUT, SEES THE FLAG AND UNDERSTANDS. THEY BOTH BEGIN TO CRY.


MRS. HARKNESS
Our son…suicide. He changed.

THEY EMBRACE, AND LIGHTS FADE ON HOUSE HARKNESS, EXCEPT FOR A SPOTLIGHT ON MR. AND MRS. HARKNESS.

OFFICER JAMES
Ma’m, is there anything that I can–

LAURIE
No.

OFFICER JAMES
As you wish. If there is anything the United States Army can do for–

LAURIE
No. I’d like to be left alone right now.

OFFICER JAMES
I understand. I’m so sorry.

OFFICER JAMES SETS THE FLAG ON HIS CHAIR AND LEAVES. LAURIE SOBS ALONE FOR A MOMENT, THEN TURNS THE RADIO ON TO BREAK THE SILENCE. IT COMES ON JUST AS “I’LL BE SEEING YOU” BY BING CROSBY BEGINS TO PLAY. LAURIE LIES DOWN ON THE GROUND AND ON HER SIDE, CRYING AND HOLDING HER ARMS, BUT HER EYES LOOK BLANK AND EMPTY. FOR A MOMENT, WE SEE SPOTLIGHTS HIGHLIGHTING BOTH LAURIE AND MR./MRS. HARKNESS. LIGHTS FADE, THEN MUSIC FADES A BEAT AFTER.

END SCENE.

SCENE TWO

LIGHTS BARELY UP ON THE OCEAN FLOOR, A FEW DAYS AFTER SCENE ONE. THE STAGE IS EMPTY, BUT LIT BLUE TO GIVE THE IMPRESSION OF A COLD OCEAN. THE SCENE COULD BE PLAYED IN FRONT OF THE CURTAIN WHILE SET CHANGE HAPPENS. FROM OFFSTAGE, WE HEAR JOHN AND KOVACS.

KOVACS
(off stage)
No! I told you, I don’t care.

JOHN
(off stage)
Oh come on! What is one little guess going to do?

KOVACS AND JOHN ENTER.

KOVACS

One little guess? You’ve wanted to play 20 questions since we left! What happened to “wanting this time to think?”

JOHN

We got plenty of time out here to think. At least months,–

KOVACS
(aside)
Don’t remind me.

JOHN
–so we might as well have at least some fun. Now guess!

KOVACS

Fine. Is it a fish?

JOHN

No.

KOVACS

Is it water?

JOHN

Yea!

KOVACS

Good. Then we’re done. Can I get back to figuring out this death thing now?

KOVACS WALKS OFF IN A HUFF, LOOKING AT HIS PHOTO AS HE DOES SO. JOHN NOTICES THIS AND WATCHES HIM FOR A MOMENT BEFORE LEAVING TO CATCH UP.

JOHN

Hey! Wait up!

END SCENE

peterconnsbetterthanyou:

joehoe:

“Now let’s talk about the mail. Can we talk about the mail, please Mac? I’ve been dying to talk about the mail with you all day, okay? “Pepe Silvia,” this name keeps coming up over and over again. Every day Pepe’s mail is getting sent back to me. Pepe Silvia, Pepe Silvia. I look in the mail, and this whole box is Pepe Silvia! So I say to myself, “I gotta find this guy!” I gotta go up to his office and put his mail in the guy’s goddamn hands! Otherwise, he’s never going to get it and he’s going to keep coming back down here. So I go up to Pepe’s office and what do I find out, Mac? What do I find out?! There is no Pepe Silvia. The man does not exist, okay? So I decide, “Oh shit buddy, I gotta dig a little deeper.” There’s no Pepe Silvia? You gotta be kidding me! I got boxes full of Pepe! Alright. So I start marchin’ my way down to Carol in HR and I knock on her door and I say, “Carol! Carol! I gotta talk to you about Pepe.” And when I open the door what do I find? There’s not a single goddamn desk in that office! There…is…no…Carol in HR. Mac, half the employees in this building have been made up. This office is a goddamn Ghost Town.”

My favorite five minutes of television ever.

And mine as well.

ACT ONE.
SCENE ONE.

LIGHTS RISE ON OMAHA BEACH, FRANCE. A FEW DEAD SOLDIERS LIE STREWN ACROSS THE STAGE. IN THE DISTANCE, THE SOUNDS OF BATTLE ARE HEARD: SHOUTS, SCREAMS, GUN AND ARTILLERY FIRE, AND CRIES. A SOLDIER, SGT. EDWARD KOVACS, CHARGES ACROSS STAGE BUT IS SHOT DOWN JUST OFFSTAGE ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE AND DIES. TWO BEATS PASS, AND KOVACS RISES AND RE-ENTERS, NOW A GHOST.


KOVACS
What the hell?

PVT. JOHN HARKNESS
(off stage)
Yeah, I was a tad surprised when it happened to me too.

KOVACS TURNS TO SEE PVT. JOHN HARKNESS WALK ON NONCHALANTLY.

JOHN
Try as you like to get back in, but it ain’t gonna work. Not very pretty looking in on your own insides either.

KOVACS
First of all, you will address me as sir. Second, what nonsense are you babbling about private?

JOHN
Well, “sir”, you are dead. I watched you make that charge over there. Wasn’t your best and brightest move, was it?


KOVACS
(charges toward HARKNESS)
YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!

KOVACS MAKES A SWING AT HARKNESS. AS IF IT WAS NOTHING, HARKNESS SIDESTEPS IT, AND KOVACS TUMBLES.

JOHN
And to think: I used to be terrified of you. you gave me nightmares that you wouldn’t believe. I told you: You’re dead. Can’t really do much of anything now. These badges and patches don’t mean shit now. You’re body is sittin’ over there in that crater, and mine is being hit by the waves near that tank trap over there. Now you can yell and bitch and swing at me till kingdom come, but that isn’t gonna do shit.

KOVACS SIT ON THE GROUND STARING AT HARKNESS FOR TWO BEATS, THEN BEGINS TO STAND UP.
JOHN
Haven’t you noticed that no one is shooting at us? We’re standing in the middle of an invasion, and I could drop my drawers in front of those turrets, and no one would notice. Now I’m gonna be the nice guy here and help you out if you’d like.

HE OFFERS HIS HAND TO KOVACS. KOVACS STARES AT IT FOR A BEAT, AND TAKES IT, AND HARKNESS HELPS PULL HIM UP. AS HE DOES SO, HE RIPS KOVACS’ NAME PATCH OFF HIS UNIFORM, AND HIS OWN, AND TOSSES THEM CASUALLY TO THE GROUND (ROUGHLY WHERE ANDREW FINDS THEM IN THE PROLOGUE)

KOVACS
…Ok private. Perhaps you’re right. So why did we come back? I don’t see anyone else walking around here.

JOHN
Well, that I don’t quite understand. Ya see, I’ve met a few other fellas that came back like us, and we mulled it over, and the best we could come up with is that it maybe has something to do with unfinished business, or past sins or something of that sort.

KOVACS
So this is our Purgatory?



JOHN
As far as I can tell, yes. Either that or limbo. I’m here because…well…Eddie, you can keep a secret right? What am I sayin’, ‘course you can. No living soul ca hear you. Anyway, I killed myself. Well, not technically, but I wanted to die. I hate this war. I just wanted to see my family again. I figured that if I died, I’d go to heaven, and have a real easy time flying down to see them. So when I got the chance, I poked my head out from behind that tank trap. Guess God saw through my little scheme. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to take the long way and walk. Ha ha.

KOVACS
Dear God man! Why the hell would you think that getting yourself killed would be a good idea? Fuck, you really were the the most god awful, idiotic soldier I have ever met.

JOHN
And you really are the most black hearted jackass I’ve ever met. I don’t know what bug crawled up your ass, but it must have bit down hard for you to be like that. I’ve tried to be pleasant to you. I’m trying to help you out here and help you find out why you’re stuck in this Limbo/Purgatory as well.

KOVACS
Well perhaps I am not in need of your “spiritual” assistance. My life is my own business. Thank you for your concern, but I believe that I should be able to handle this afterlife perfectly fine. When I do finally go see my family, that will be at the time of my own choosing. I am first and foremost a Sergeant in the United States Army, and I will finish my job here first.

BEAT.

JOHN
Wow. You’re pretty serious about all of this, aren’t you?

KOVACS
Yes. Problem?

JOHN
No, not at all. Just…I think Iim gonna go about things differently. I still want to see my family. I don’t exactly have wings or some holy power to get me there, so I might as well start walking.

KOVACS
But that could take years. Hop on aboard a plane or ship or something. Get there in a couple weeks or less.

JOHN
Nope. I want my time to think.
(turns to leave)
Last chance: want to come with me?

KOVACS
…No, I’ll stay here.

JOHN
As you wish.

JOHN WALKS OFF-STAGE. WE HEAR THE OCEAN WAVES LAP AGAINST THE SHORE AS HE WALKS INTO THE SEA. KOVACS SITS DOWN. HE IS ALONE. HE REACHES INTO HIS UNIFORM, AND PULLS OUT A WRINKLED PHOTOGRAPH. HE LOOKS AT IT, AND A SMALL TEAR FORMS. HE LOOKS TOWARDS FRANCE FOR A SMALL MOMENT, THEN LOOKS TOWARDS THE SEA, AND AMERICA, AS THE LIGHTS FADE.

I am a man stuck in a makeup store

LIGHTS ON…THE INSIDE OF A VOLCANO. EPIC FIGHT MUSIC PLAYS. SMOKE BILLOWS FROM CRACKS, AND THE HEAT LOOKS IMMENSE. A STONE PATH LEADS TO A LARGE CIRCLE OF STONE, WHERE THE CHARACTER AND THE MONSTER ARE BATTLING. BOTH LOOK LIKE A MEDIEVAL ERA ADVENTURE GAME. OVER THIS, WE HEAR THE CLICKING OF A VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER. CHARACTER
Hiyah!!! CHARACTER SWINGS HIS SWORD AND MISSES. MONSTER
You die now!!! RAUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MONSTER ROARS AND HITS CHARACTER, KNOCKING HIM DOWN. IT ROARS MANIACALLY. FROM VOICE OVER, WE HEAR THE PLAYER. PLAYER
Aw come on, What the fuck man! I totally dodged that! GAAAY! You are so retarded! SUDDENLY CHARACTER SITS STRAIGHT UP AND LOOKS UP IN DIRECTION OF THE PLAYER’S VOICE. CHARACTER
Ok, so this needs to stop. I’m doing exactly what you tell me to do. If you can’t manage to press a button when you’re supposed to, than maybe get yourself a chimp to play for you. PLAYER
Wait, what?! How the hell are you talking? How did you do that? I’m not pressing anything……and what did you say? Dude, a chimp wouldn’t have half the skills I do. Not my problem that a half-baked troll retard was able to- MONSTER (spoken eloquently)
Now sir, that kind of vulgar language is not called for. Though it is somewhat flattering that my acting was believable enough to convince you that I am mentally impaired, you’re near constant beratement and harassment has made it far too difficult for me to stay in character. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be taking my tea now. (to CHARACTER) If he is ever ready to stay civil and play the game, give me a call. Otherwise, I shall not be doing this anymore MONSTER WALKS OFF STIFFLY. CHARACTER
Great. So now I have to convince the diva to get back into the game. You’re lucky that he doesn’t really have anywhere to go. PLAYER
You know what, that’s fine for me, because I’m a little spooked out by all of this. I’m gonna take a smoke break. CHARACTER
Don’t you dare press the pause- CHARACTER IT CUT OFF MID SENTENCE AS A CLICK IS HEARD FROM PLAYER’S CONTROLLER. ALL LIGHTS DIM EXCEPT FOR A SINGLE SPOTLIGHT ON CHARACTER. THE GAME IS PAUSED. A FEW BEATS PASS, WE HEAR THE CLICK AGAIN, AND THE GAME IS RUNNING AGAIN. CHARACTER
-button you sack of…oh I hate you so much. Do you know how weird that feels? One moment you’re living and breathing, then you’re cut off mid thought, all time stops, and next you’re back and you’ve jumped forward in time! How long?! PLAYER
Ummm, about 10 minutes. CHARACTER
See? Felt like a split second for me. Remember in Jedi when Han got defrosted? Kinda like that. PLAYER
How do you know about Return of the Jedi? CHARACTER
Who doesn’t? PLAYER
Touché. CHARACTER
Exactly. So anyway, could you wait till I’m not doing anything before you hit pause? PLAYER
Um, sure. whatever. Hey, can I ask you a question? CHARACTER
(lights a cigarette) Sure. Go ahead. PLAYER
When you die, like when you fall in one of those pits or something, what does that feel like? Does it hurt? CHARACTER TAKES A LONG DRAG OF THE CIGARETTE CHARACTER
Yeah, it does. Probably just as much as if I was real and in your world. PLAYER
What, really? …No way dude, that’s gotta be bullshit. CHARACTER
I’m talking to you aren’t I? What makes me feeling death so unbelievable? PLAYER
Well, I guess that makes some sense…Let’s try it out! CHARACTER
What? No no no, please! Come on man, you already got me killed ten times today, don’t make me- CHARACTER SUDDENLY STARTS WALKING TOWARDS A PIT OF LAVA. THE PLAYER HAS PICKED UP THE CONTROLLER AND IS NOW CONTROLLING THE CHARACTER AGAIN. CHARACTER
You son of a bitch! Please! PLEASE! Don’t make me do this again! I’ll teach you the cheat codes! I know where the developers hid porn in the game! I’ll show you! Please no! DON’T!! UNDER THE PLAYER’S CONTROL, CHARACTER WALKS INTO THE LAVA PIT. IMMEDIATELY, HE BEGINS TO SCREAM AND THRASH AROUND VIOLENTLY AND BELIEVABLY, AS IF HE IS BEING BURNED ALIVE. PLAYER
Holy shit! Dude, dude, I’m so sorry! Shit! CHARACTER SINKS OUT OF VIEW. A FEW BEATS PASS, AND CHARACTER JUMPS BACK OUT OF THE LAVA, LAUGHING. CHARACTER
Oh man! You should have seen yourself! You sounded like you were about to cry! Hahahahaha! PLAYER
Ok, not fucking cool man! I really thought you were burning! Ok, you know what, I’ve had enough of this mind fucking for today. I’m gonna go read or something. CHARACTER
Aw come on! Can’t you take a little joke? I was just foolin’ with you. Come on, lets finish this level at least. I’m getting tired of all this lava. I’m gonna sweat though my armor. PLAYER
No, I’m done for today. CHARACTER
(sighs) Fine, whatever you say. Same time tomorrow then? PLAYER
Yep. CHARACTER
You should really get a girlfriend or something. Give your hands a break. Or at least your right hand! Hahahaha! PLAYER
Fuck you. Bye. WE HEAR A BIGGER CLICK THAN BEFORE, AND THE STAGE JUMPS COMPLETELY TO BLACK. HE HAS TURNED OFF THE GAME SYSTEM. END.

Prologue

LIGHTS UP ON OMAHA BEACH, FRANCE. EARLY SPRING 2007. A LIGHT FOG SITS ON THE HORIZON, AND THE SKY IS OVERCAST. LIGHT SOUNDS OF THE OCEAN, COMING IN FROM LOW TIDE, FILL THE SCENE. A FRENCH COUPLE WALK HAND IN HAND ALONG THE BEACH. FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STAGE, ANDREW HARKNESS ENTERS, WALKING ALONG THE BEACH. HE IS A BIT WORSE FOR WEAR, AFTER HIKING ALONG THE BEACH ALL DAY AND HE IS DRESSED FOR THE COLD, AND HIS BAG IS STUFFED WITH EXTRA LAYERS, FOOD AND WATER. AS HE APPROACHES THE COUPLE, HE STOPS TO ASK A QUESTION.

ANDREW
M’excuser…ummmm, where is the… (flips through translation book) transporter…la station?

THE COUPLE SPOUTS OFF A FEW SENTENCES OF RAPID FIRE FRENCH AT ANDREW. IT SOUNDS ANNOYED AND CONDESCENDING. THE FEMALE IN THE COUPLE TAKES A SNIFF OF THE AIR, GIVING ANDREW A LOOK OF DISGUST AS THEY WALK OFF.

ANDREW
Um, thank you I think. (sniffs himself) Oh.

ANDREW SITS DOWN ON THE GROUND, TIRED. HE STARES OUT AT THE OCEAN, TAKING IN THE HISTORY OF THE AREA. HE TAKES OUT HIS CELL PHONE, AND DIALS.

ANDREW
Hello?…Hey dad! How are you?…Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just sitting on Omaha Beach and thought of calling you…Hey, I was looking at some of the memorials here, and saw Harkness on one of them. Was your grandpa, or one of your uncles or something in the war?…No?…Oh, ok. Well, I better go, I’m running out of minutes…Ok, I will…I love you too Dad. Say hi to mom for me…Bye.

ANDREW HANGS UP THE PHONE, STUFFING IT BACK IN HIS BAG. HE STRETCHES OUT ON THE BEACH AND CHECKS HIS WALLET…BARELY ENOUGH MONEY FOR A RIDE BACK. AS HE PUTS HIS WALLET BACK, HE NOTICES TWO OLD PATCHES IN THE SAND. HE DIGS THEM UP AND INSPECTS THEM. WHEN HE DOES, A VERY FAINT HUMAN SIGH, BARELY DISTINGUISHABLE FROM THE WIND, FLOATS OVER THE SCENE.

ANDREW
“Kovacs” and– “Harkness”? Holy shit, I can’t believe this is here! I wonder if it’s real? (sniffs it) Ok, so maybe it is. Wow, I found an actual WWII patch from D-Day. I should take this home to show Dad and Pop-Pop. Well…

ANDREW FREEZES IN TIME, AND THE LIGHTS FADE. SLOWLY, THE SOUNDS OF A PEACEFUL BEACH IN NORTHERN FRANCE ARE DROWNED OUT BY GUNFIRE.

END PROLOGUE

Hello! It has been a while. Now that school is over, I think I will try to do more posts here, starting with posting scenes I wrote in playwriting class, and the short play I wrote, which will be posted one scene at a time.

Up next:

Forever and Ever , Prologue

Running running running run leap land. Call out then shoot. Dodge plead run leap fall. Run leap land look. SAFE sorry. Call out. Look sad goodbye. Drop.

Hello. Hi. Sorry. Stop. No. Can we talk sometime I miss you. I do not know I remember. I remember. Why? I am sorry so so sorry. Please please. Yes. Hello. Hello. (embrace) (fade) (end)