Saturday, May 19th, 8:00pm
Simon (and Lily)
Simon sits at the window. Lily takes the seat beside him.
Lily: Hey, good lookin’.
Simon: (smiles) Well, hello there.
Lily: Nice night to be out on the prowl.
Simon: It is, indeed.
Lily: Wanna go out for a bite?
Simon: Funny you should ask that. I was going to say I’d like to eat you. Whole.
Lily: (grins widely, showing a mouthful of fake fangs) Beauty.
Next stop: Sunday, May 20th, 11:00am
Friday, May 18th, 5:00pm
Miles (and Drew)
Miles sits at the window. Drew takes the seat beside him.
Drew: Nice afternoon after all that rain we had yesterday.
Miles: Uh huh.
Drew: Makes me think of the age-old question, why did the duck cross the road?
Miles: Shouldn’t that be a chicken?
Drew: It makes more sense that it should be a duck, don’t you think? A duck is a wild animal and more likely to be waiting at the side of a road, rather than a chicken, which would be penned up on a farm.
Miles: (stares at him for a moment) Do you have any toilet paper?
Drew: Hmm … (contemplates the question and nods slowly) I see what you’re saying.
Next stop: Saturday, May 19th, 8:00pm
Thursday, May 17th, 5:00pm
Aaron (and Rachael)
Aaron sits at the window. Rachael takes the seat beside him.
Rachael: (combing her wet hair back with her fingers) Whew, is it ever raining out there!
Aaron: Great day, isn’t it?
Rachael: Sure, if you’re a duck.
Aaron: Or if you’re me. I’m going to see my kids.
Rachael: Been a while?
Aaron: Yeah. My ex has been keeping them away from me. The whole lawyer thing, you know. I’m finally seeing them for the first time in a year.
Rachael: You must be excited.
Aaron: I am. One of them just had an operation.
Rachael: Oh dear. Nothing too serious I hope.
Aaron: Nah. He was just neutered.
Rachael: Wait … I thought you said they were your kids …
Aaron: They are.
Rachael: Oookaaay… (nods slowly and looks away)
Next stop: Friday, May 18th, 5:00pm
Wednesday, May 16th, 5:00pm
Drew (and Zoey)
Drew sits at the window. Zoey takes the seat beside him.
Drew: (points out the window) There is a bird in a tree.
Zoey: I’m sorry?
Drew: There is a bird in a tree … Or is the tree simply there for the bird?
Zoey: I think the bird …
Drew: (holds up a finger) You are going to say that because the bird moves and the tree does not, that the bird is the one who must be the subject, the one who provides the action, and the tree is merely awaiting the bird’s arrival. BUT! Does not the tree live longer?
Zoey: (nods slowly) It does …
Drew: So again, I ask, is the bird in the tree or does the tree exist for the bird?
Zoey: Errr … Both?
Drew: (frowns) I must contemplate this further.
Zoey: You’re welcome.
Next stop: Thursday, May 17th, 5:00pm
Tuesday, May 15th, 6:00pm
Vito and Brittnee
Vito: It’s not a chick flick, is it?
Brittnee: (curls hair around finger) It might be.
Vito: But you said before we left your place that I’d enjoy it.
Brittnee: (bats eyelashes) Why would I say anything else?
Vito: So you got me out here, on the bus, going to the movies, on a pretense.
Brittnee: What’s a pretense?
Vito: It’s why I’m on the bus. (turns to the window and mumbles) You’d better be putting out tonight.
Brittnee: What was that?
Vito: I said, we’re going back to your place tonight, right?
Brittnee: What for?
Vito: (smiles) A game of checkers.
Brittnee: (claps and bounces in her seat) Oh goodie!
Next stop: Wednesday, May 16th, 5:00pm
Monday, May 14th, 8:00pm
Edward (and Lily)
Edward sits at the window. Lily takes the seat beside him.
Lily: How’s the new job going?
Edward: Oh hi. Yeah, it’s going. I’m still not sure if it’s the right position for me.
Lily: How’s that?
Edward: Well, you know. The Master was teaching me all kinds of things that could help me survive. How to get into a victim’s head and all that.
Lily: And your new boss?
Edward: I’m learning the same sort of stuff. But with this Master, the end result is more for him than me.
Lily: So you’re bringing your victims home to him or what?
Edward: Nah, I still get what I go for. And the whole plundering thing is good …
Lily: Wait. Plundering?
Edward: Mr. Splindle tells me to get the money, and then I can go ahead and plunder to my heart’s content.
Lily: And what does plundering look like?
Edward: (shrugs) You know. Plundering. Like, steal their booties.
Lily: Huh.
Edward: By the way, if you ever decide to have a baby, I have plenty of booties.
Lily: (stares for a moment) How have you survived this long?
Edward: (shrugs) I get by.
Next stop: Tuesday, May 15th, 6:00pm
Sunday, May 13th, 2:00pm
Colm and Harvey
Harvey: Feels lovely to be full after a Sunday brunch, doesn’t it?
Colm: It would feel even better if you hadn’t upset the party.
Harvey: You think it was upset?
Colm: Did you see the look on my mother’s face?
Harvey: Yes, but everyone else seemed all right with it. Your brother thought it was hilarious.
Colm: Still, promise me you won’t do it again.
Harvey: (shrugs) What’s a little nudity amongst family?
Colm stares.
Harvey: And it’s such a nice day for a swim.
Colm: Skinny dipping in the bird bath is a bit much though, don’t you think?
Harvey: If I’d gone in the pool, you’d have told me off for swimming on a full stomach.
Colm: You have a point.
Harvey: Anyway, it was for your mother that I did it. It is Mother’s Day, after all.
Colm: Oh right. Who knew she wouldn’t appreciate having a grown man take off all his clothes and jump in her bird bath.
Harvey: You’re being sarcastic, aren’t you.
Colm stares at Harvey for a moment, then looks away.
Harvey: (sighs) You used to think I was entertaining, once upon a time.
Next stop: Monday, May 14th, 8:00pm
Note: Strong language
Saturday, May 12th, 8:00pm
Hillary (and Sean)
Hillary sits at the window. Sean takes the seat beside her.
Hillary: What do you want?
Sean: It’s not what I want. It’s what I got to offer. (pulls a baggie part way out of his pocket)
Hillary: Yeah, what’s the catch? Do I gotta sleep with you?
Sean: You don’t got to. You can if you want.
Hillary: May as well. What do I got to lose?
Sean: Your self-respect?
Hillary stares at him.
Sean: (laughing) Yeah I know. I’m a joker.
Hillary: You know what? You’re right. Go find someone else to fuck up.
Sean: Now now, don’t get all grumpy on me. I heard lover boy dumped you. You ain’t got a lot of choices.
Hillary: (shakes head) Right. I’m a fuckin’ loser. Get away before I infect you with my loser self.
Sean: (getting up) It’s your loss.
Next stop: Sunday, May 13th, 2:00pm
Friday, May 11th, 6:00pm
Shannon and Terry
Shannon: I wanna do something fun.
Terry: Like watch TV?
Shannon: No! Something like jumping off a cliff with a bungee cord wrapped around my ankle.
Terry: How about going to a movie?
Shannon: A movie? I’m talking about doing something exciting! Like taking a trip to a foreign country where I don’t know the language, and getting lost.
Terry: That’s fun?
Shannon: I think so.
Terry: We could go downtown and play in traffic …
Shannon: (glares at him) Don’t you have any sense of adventure?
Terry: Sure. I play video games.
Next stop: Saturday, May 12th, 8:00pm
Thursday, May 10th, 5:00pm
Michael (and Meredith)
Michael sits at the window, reading a book. Meredith takes the seat beside him.
Meredith: (clutching head with hands) Ugh!!
Michael ignores her.
Meredith: I can’t stand the pressure!
Michael: (looks up) Are you talking to me?
Meredith: Who else? Don’t you feel the pressure building up sometimes until you can’t stand it anymore?
Michael: No.
Meredith: Not at work? Not at home?
Michael: No.
Meredith: Don’t you ever have deadlines?
Michael: Only the ones I set for myself to read my book. (goes back to reading)
Meredith: (sarcastically) Well then. I’m sorry I disturbed you.
Michael ignores her.
Meredith: Aren’t you going to say ‘that’s okay,’ or anything?
Michael: (without looking up) No.
Meredith: You should.
Michael: (clutching head with hands) Ugh!!!
Meredith: Well! I never!
Meredith changes seats.
Next stop: Friday, May 11th, 6:00pm
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