PROMPT:
Darcy, 55, sits on the floor holding a rag nearly in tears. Stephen, 57, comes over to her.
DARCY
I can’t get it clean, no matter what I do.
STEPHEN
Fuckin’ teenagers. Who’s idea was it to become foster parents anyway?!
DARCY
Yours.
STEPHEN
Oh... yea...
(kneeling down and looking at the floor)
What is it, anyway?
DARCY
Hair dye?
STEPHEN
It’s green?!
DARCY
Julie has green hair now.
STEPHEN
Fucking’ teenagers.
DARCY
All the kids are doing ti.
STEPHEN
I know. How’d she pay for the hair dye?
DARCY
(hesitating)
I bought it for her.
STEPHEN
So this is your fault.
DARCY
This is my fault.
STEPHEN
Good to know who to blame.
DARCY
That’s our family motto...
STEPHEN
Know who to blame.
DARCY
Me.
They both look at the stain.
STEPHEN
Ugly color.
DARCY
Specially on the carpet.
STEPHEN
How’s it look on Julie’s hair?
DARCY
‘Bout the same.
STEPHEN
She’s such a pretty girl!
DARCY
I think it scares her to be attractive.
STEPHEN
I guess I can understand that.
DARCY
Yup.
Silence. They look at the stain.
STEPHEN
It’s not going to come out of the carpet is it?
DARCY
Nope.
Silence.
STEPHEN
Julie’s hair is... was awfully dark.
DARCY
Bleach.
STEPHEN
Before she dyed it?
DARCY
Platinum blond.
STEPHEN
(laughs)
I’d pay to see that!
DARCY
I got pictures.
STEPHEN
She let you take pictures?!
DARCY
She didn’t let me.
STEPHEN
You just did it.
Darcy nods.
STEPHEN
Ya gotta post those on FaceBook.
DARCY
That seems kinda cruel.
STEPHEN
Crueler than a hall carpet with a big green stain?!
DARCY
Don’t forget about the towels and the shower and the sink and the floor in the bathroom.
STEPHEN
It will come off of those though, right?
DARCY
Not the towels.
Silence.
DARCY
Let’s post ‘em right now.
Darcy stands.
End of play.
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