Saturday, January 13th, 8:00pm
Drommen (and Andrea)
Drommen sits at the window. Andrea takes the seat beside him.
Drommen: Good evening.
Andrea: Hey, I know you. We, like, sat together before. How you been doing?
Drommen: Not bad thanks, and you?
Andrea: (sighs) I’m so in love.
Drommen: Good for you!
Andrea: Not really. I, like, met him at New Year’s? And I haven’t seen him since. I was hoping I’d find him on the bus. That’s where I met him the first time. You meet some, like, really interesting people on the bus.
Drommen: That’s true.
Andrea: Anyways, I don’t suppose you’ve seen him? He’s pretty tall, skinny, and, like, drop-dead gorgeous, and he has really sharp fangs.
Drommen: Were you drunk on New Year’s Eve by any chance?
Wednesday, January 10th, 8:00pm
Justin and Mr. Splindle
Mr Splindle: So what’s the damage?
Justin: I beg your pardon?
Mr. Splindle: How much did you get out of the old lady last night?
Justin: A couple thou.
Mr. Splindle: That’s my boy! You’re gonna go far.
Justin: I’m not so sure about this deal …
Mr. Splindle: No! You’ve done good! All you need is a little confidence in yourself. Tell you what. We’ll head out to the peeler bars tonight, get you good and happy, and then tomorrow you can start off fresh. What do you say?
Justin stares quietly.
Mr. Splindle: There’s a lot of money in it for you, son.
Justin: But … It’s dishonest.
Mr. Splindle:(regarding him with a frown) Think of it this way. What you did last night was no more dishonest than what that woman is doing to our poor government. She’s no more disabled than you or I.
Justin: But she did seem a little …
Mr. Splindle: A little what? Gimpy? All an act! (laughs) You’ve got to learn when someone’s having you on, my boy. But I’ll teach you. Yes, my son, you’ve got a lot to learn.
Justin: Mr. Splindle?
Mr. Splindle: Yes lad?
Justin: I’m not your son.
Mr. Splindle:(chuckles) It’s an affectation, my boy. Besides, at the rate you’re going it’s only a matter of time before we’re just like family. Don’t you think? Now let’s go get ourselves some ass!
Thursday, January 4th, 3:00pm
Drommen and Francine
Francine: Why are you so pissed off at me?
Drommen:(stares at her silently for a moment) I’m picking you up from the hospital and you’re insisting on going back to that hovel you live in. That’s why. Did I not say I’d take care of you?
Francine: I don’t want to be a burden.
Drommen: People you love are never a burden.
Francine: Fine. I’ll move in with you. Is that what you want?
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