Tuesday, March 20th, 10:00am
Simon (and Zoey)
Simon sits at the window. Zoey takes the seat beside him.
Simon: Hi.
Zoey: Hi.
Simon: I’m hungry.
Zoey: (smiles) How hungry are you?
Simon: I’m so hungry I could eat a human foot.
Zoey: I’m sorry I asked.
Simon: Hey, those are nice boots you’re wearing.
Zoey changes seats.
Next stop: Wednesday, March 21st, 6:00pm
Note: Strong language
Monday, March 19th, 5:00pm
Drommen (and Hillary)
Drommen sits at the window. Hillary boards the bus and tries to walk past him.
Drommen: (reaching out to grab her lightly by the sleeve) Hey.
Hillary: I got nothing to say to you.
Drommen: Look, I’m sorry about the other day.
Hillary: Sure you are.
Drommen: I didn’t want my sister to know. She’s not well. Will you sit, please?
Hillary: (sits beside him, arms crossed) That wasn’t very nice you know.
Drommen: I know. I apologize.
Hillary: So what happened when you got arrested?
Drommen: I’ve got to go to court. But it’s a case of mistaken identity. I haven’t done anything wrong.
Hillary: Not what I heard.
Drommen: (sighs) Okay fine. I might have propositioned a few people but I’ve never been rude about it. I take “no” for an answer.
Hillary: Why do you do it at all then?
Drommen: (shrugs) Shits and giggles I guess.
Hillary: Can you stop?
Drommen: Not if I don’t have to.
Hillary: Then you won’t mind taking “no” for an answer with me, neither. “No” I won’t sit and talk to you no more.
Hillary changes seats.
Next stop: Tuesday, March 20th, 10:00am
Sunday, March 18th, 10:00am
Deborah and Tilden
Tilden: Mommy?
Deborah: Yes, Tilden?
Tilden: Why do you say “life goes on”?
Deborah: Well, honey, sometimes life is difficult. But it doesn’t stop for anybody.
Tilden: You mean except dead people?
Deborah: Right. Except for dead people.
Tilden: Why doesn’t life go on for dead people?
Deborah: Because they’re dead.
Tilden: But you said Gramma will live in your heart forever.
Deborah: That’s true. I did say that.
Tilden: So life goes on for Gramma too?
Deborah: Only in spirit.
Tilden: (thinks for a few minutes) Can Gramma’s spirit buy me a birthday present?
Deborah: (puts her arm around him) No, honey.
Next stop: Monday, March 19th, 5:00pm
Note: Strong language
Saturday, March 17th, 10:00am
Drommen (and Patrick)
Drommen sits at the window. Patrick takes the seat beside him.
Drommen: Hi.
Patrick: How are ye?
Drommen: Not bad. What’s up with you?
Patrick: Oh, just a little under the weather.
Drommen: But … the face paint. What’s that all about?
Patrick: Why, I’m a leprechaun don’ ye know.
Drommen: Leprechauns are actually green?
Patrick: (stares) Don’ be sayin I’ve done it wrong.
Drommen: I think you’re only supposed to be wearing green.
Patrick: Oh for feck’s sake. I said it to me mam just o the mornin. Don’ be puttin the face paint on me but the aul cow…
Drommen: I’m sure it’ll wash off.
Patrick: No, I don think so.
Drommen: What makes you say that?
Patrick: Well ye see, me mam has this stuff. An she says its simple enough to make, but it’s a bugger to get off. I’ll just have to go back home and tell her.
Drommen: Tell her what?
Patrick: Why, it might no be difficult to make the stuff, but it’s no easy bein green.
Next stop: Sunday, March 18th, 10:00am
Note: Strong language
Friday, March 16th, 9:00pm
Hillary (and Sean)
Hillary sits at the window. Sean takes the seat beside her.
Sean: Hey.
Hillary: What?
Sean: I just said hey. Who pissed in your Rice Krispies this morning?
Hillary snorts.
Sean: You and lover boy break up?
Hillary: I’m not talking about him.
Sean: Ohhh, trouble in Paradi–
Hillary: (cuts him off) Wanna get fucked up?
Sean: Sure.
Hillary: Good. I got the dope. Just promise me you’re not gonna talk about that fuckhead, and you might get more then just dope.
Sean pretends to zip his lips shut.
Hillary: (regards him silently for a moment) I think I like you this way.
Sean: You know me. Anything for a blow job.
Hillary: (turns to the window) Never mind.
Next stop: Saturday, March 17th, 10:00am
Note: Strong language
Thursday, March 15th, 5:00pm
Drommen and Francine (and Hillary)
Drommen: Let’s just get you home okay? You look like you’re about to collapse. I don’t know why they let you out so soon …
Francine: I’m okay.
Drommen: (puts his arm around her) No you’re n– (looks up to see Hillary board the bus) Oh God.
Hillary: (approaches) Jake! You’re out!
Drommen: (widening his eyes and shaking his head minutely) Jessica, hi. This is my sister, Francine.
Francine: (looks up and smiles thinly) Hi. Jake’s mentioned you. Nice to meet you.
Hillary: Hi. (turns to Drommen) So, how was–
Drommen: (cutting her off) Francine’s not feeling well. Can we talk another time?
Hillary: Sssure … I just wanted to say I’m glad you got out of j–
Drommen: FUCK! off now, please.
Hillary, looking as though she’s about to cry, walks to the back of the bus.
Francine: Why were you so rude? I thought you liked her.
Drommen: I do. Just … never mind. Let’s get you home, okay?
Next stop: Friday, March 16th, 9:00pm
Wednesday, March 14th, 8:00pm
Grub (and Hillary and everyone else on the bus)
Grub sits at the window. Hillary takes the seat beside him.
Grub: Hey.
Hillary: Hey.
Grub: I love you, man.
Grub reaches out to touch her. She moves to the seat behind.
Grub: (stands and turns) I love you, man!
Grub: (lifts hands) I love all of you!
Grub gets kicked off the bus.
Next stop: Thursday, March 15th, 5:00pm
Tuesday, March 13th, 4:00pm
Simon (and Darlene)
Simon sits at the window. Darlene takes the seat beside him.
Simon: (turns slowly to look at Darlene) Excuse me.
Darlene: Yes?
Simon: If you lived among cannibals, would you ever brag that you have good taste?
Darlene: (thinks for a moment) No, I wouldn’t.
Simon: Neither would I.
Next stop: Wednesday, March 14th, 8:00pm
Note: Strong language
Monday, March 12th, 5:00pm
Phil (and Fiona)
Phil sits at the window. Fiona takes the seat beside him.
Fiona: Where’s your car?
Phil: I beg your pardon?
Fiona: Your car. Ain’t you the guy I seen who’s gettin’ a car?
Phil: (snorts) Right. You told me you got into an accident. Probably jinxed me.
Fiona: Did you get into ‘n accident too?
Phil: Yeah. Smashed up my car AND my arm. (points to left arm in a sling) I’m just waiting for the insurance company to settle.
Fiona: You’re not gettin’ another car, are ya?
Phil: I plan to.
Fiona: (turns away and mumbles) Thats men for ya. Crazy shit for brains.
Next stop: Tuesday, March 13th, 4:00pm
Sunday, March 11th, 10:00am
Phyllis (and Zoey)
Phyllis sits in the aisle seat. Zoey approaches.
Zoey: Excuse me, may I sit there?
Phyllis: (looks up with a snarl) I knew you were going to ask me that.
Phyllis moves to the window seat and Zoey sits.
Zoey: Thanks.
Phyllis: (waves her hand) Think nothing of it.
They sit quietly for a few stops.
Phyllis: There’s going to be three people waiting at the next stop.
Zoey: Ookay.
Phyllis: What? You don’t believe me?
Zoey: No, sure. I believe you.
Phyllis: I’m psychic. That’s how I knew you were going to ask me to move.
Zoey: (raises one eyebrow) Hm.
The bus stops and three people get on.
Phyllis: (smirks) See? Told you.
Zoey looks at her but says nothing.
Phyllis: You think I’m crazy don’t you?
Zoey: No …?
Phyllis: I’ll prove it again. Next stop is going to be five people getting on.
Zoey: Oookay.
The bus stops and four people get on.
Zoey turns to Phyllis, eyebrows raised.
Phyllis: It’s because I have a skeptic sitting beside me. (flicks hands at Zoey) Go away! You’re blocking my abilities!
Zoey shakes her head and changes seats.
Next stop: Monday, March 12th, 5:00pm
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