This one was just a little exercise to help me with dialogue. If you have any thoughts please drop me a line and let me know what you think.
(Two men enter a busy grocery store pushing a shopping cart containing a small child and two large buckets of loose change.)
Mark:
This one better work. I can’t believe we’ve been to two of these damn places and both of their machines were out of order.
Gary:
I know. It’s the easiest money you can make. You save up all this change and then the machine takes 9% for counting it.
Mark:
It’s not that bad, 9%. You know how long it would take me to count and roll two buckets of change?
Gary:
Yeah, I know, but 9%?
Mark:
My bank has a machine they provide for free. You just put it through and it spits out a receipt for you to give the teller. You can cash it out or deposit it or what have you.
Gary:
That was the first place we went, right? The first one that was out of order?
Mark:
Yeah. That’s why we’re here.
Gary:
You need the money today? You can’t wait until the bank fixes the machine?
Mark:
No, I want the money today. Tonya and I are on vacation this week and I planned on using this money to do stuff. Besides, it seems like every time I try to use the one at the bank it’s out of order.
(They walk up to the machine)
Mark:
You ever use one of these?
Gary:
No. I always send Betty and the girls to do this kind of stuff. How did you save so much change anyway? You got two buckets here.
Mark:
You know. The vending machines at work, change from the drive through when we get dinner out. That sort of thing. You don’t have a jar full of change somewhere?
Gary:
A few bucks maybe. Nothing like what you have here.
(They examine the machine.)
Gary:
It looks like you dump it into this little tray and tip it into this slot.
Mark:
Look how small the tray is! It’s going to take forever to feed all of this in here.
Gary:
It looks like you can only do a handful at a time.
Mark:
A handful? I’ve got two buckets here and an 18 month old kid. This is going to take forever.
Gary:
This is going to be like an hour’s worth of feeding change into that little tray.
Mark:
I can’t believe this.
Gary:
Are you going to do it?
Mark:
What else am I going to do? I’m here now. Why? Do you want to leave?
Gary:
I don’t care. I got nothing else going on today.
Mark:
All right. Let’s just get this over with.
(They begin feeding coins into the machine by the handful.)
Listen to that racket! Does it have to be so damn loud?
Gary:
Don’t look behind you but everyone at the checkouts is staring at us.
Mark:
No kidding. This thing is as loud as my lawnmower.
Gary:
Your son likes it.
Mark:
Willie! Put that change down. That’s not a toy. Just sit still.
Gary:
Is this whole bucket quarters?
Mark:
Yeah. That one is all quarters and this one is other mixed change.
Gary:
That’s a hell of a lot of quarters.
(A man walks up and looks over their shoulders at the machine.)
Mark:
Hi.
Man:
Hi. I just wanted to see how this thing worked. I’ve seen it here but never used it.
Mark:
Neither have we.
Man:
I’ve never even seen anyone use it. It doesn’t look like it goes very fast.
Mark:
No, it’s going to take a while.
Man:
You could be here all day. You should have rolled it and taken it to the bank.
Mark:
That would take longer.
Man:
I guess.
(The man wanders away.)
Gary:
That was helpful.
Mark:
Terrific insight.
Gary:
Hey, is that Tony Fenster?
Mark:
Where?
Gary:
In that line over there. See that guy staring at us?
Mark:
It might be. High school was fifteen years ago.
Gary:
Man, that guy was an asshole. Remember how he used to pick on everybody?
Mark:
I remember.
Gary:
Remember he used to call everyone a “fag”? You would be walking down the hall and he would just yell it out. Or push you into the lockers. Man, that guy was a dick.
Mark:
He looks like he’s going bald.
Gary:
Yeah and he put on some weight.
Mark:
Oh, man, he’s seen us.
Gary:
You think he recognizes us?
Mark:
He just waved.
Gary:
I told you not to look.
Mark:
I hate this.
Gary:
What?
Mark:
This whole thing where you run into people you went to school with. It’s always so uncomfortable.
Gary:
That’s true.
Mark:
If you liked people you went to school with, you probably stayed in touch with them, right? I mean I talk to you and Jimmy and that’s about it. I don’t care if I ever see anyone else again, especially an asshole like this guy.
Gary:
And it’s always in the most awkward circumstances. It’s always when you’re at the doctor’s office or something where you can’t get away.
Mark:
You’re right. It’s always some situation like that where you’re cornered and you can’t get away from them.
Gary:
And they always want to tell you their life’s story from graduation to how they landed at the doctor’s office.
Mark:
The doctor’s office is the worst. They always tell you about their problem and then give you all kinds of warnings about it.
Gary:
As if I care that they ate too much red meat and now they have to have a colonoscopy. Honestly, do I want to know someone is going to get a camera shoved up their ass?
Mark:
Did that really happen?
Gary:
Yeah, last year? No, two years ago. I ran into Bobby Nelson at my doctor’s office. He droned on for like 45 minutes. I could not get him to shut up.
Mark:
You know, we’re stuck here. I can’t just walk away from all this change and we’re not even half way done.
Gary:
I never have a good story to tell either. Everyone always has these amazing jobs or live someplace cool. I drive a tow truck at the same dealership I washed cars at in high school. How exciting is that?
Mark:
I know. Talking to these people is always like some job interview that just won’t end. You just run through your resume and realize you have nothing in common with them anymore except pictures in a year book. You think it’s exciting telling people you work in a travel agency office? I always run into someone who became a lawyer and moved to L.A. The stories are depressing.
Gary:
We should screw with him.
Mark:
Just make some stuff up? Like what?
Gary:
I don’t know. Just make up some crazy shit that will make his head spin. If he lives out of town it’s not like we’ll ever see him again.
Mark:
That’s sort of pathetic.
Gary:
So is real life.
Gary:
Well, here he comes. This should be unpleasant.
(Tony walks up.)
Tony:
I know you guys, right? Mark and…
Gary:
Gary. You’re Tony Fenster, right?
Tony:
Gary. Yeah that’s right. How have you guys been? I haven’t seen either of you since high school.
Mark:
Yeah. It’s been a long time.
Tony:
Cashing in some change, huh?
Mark:
Yeah, we have a vacation coming up and I had a bunch of this stuff lying around.
Tony:
Wow. It must have taken you a year to save this.
Mark:
About that, yeah.
Tony:
So do you guys ever keep in touch with anyone else from the old gang?
Gary:
The old gang?
Tony:
Yeah, you know, anyone else we went to school with?
Mark:
Just Jimmy.
Tony:
Wow, Jimmy! I haven’t thought about him in years. I kind of lost track of everyone after graduation. I went to school out west.
Mark:
Oh yeah?
Tony:
Uh-huh. I’m a lawyer with a firm in San Francisco. We specialize in family law.
Gary:
Really? San Francisco?
Tony:
So what do you guys do?
Gary:
I manage the Ford dealership here in town.
Tony:
Wow, that must be nice.
Gary:
I do okay. I own a little piece of it so the money’s pretty good.
Tony:
How about you, Mark?
Gary:
Mark here is a realtor. Sold more houses than anyone else in his firm two years running.
Mark:
I, uh, I’ve been very lucky.
Gary:
And this is our son William.
Tony:
Your son?
Gary:
Yeah. Mark and I are together, you know?
Tony:
As in “together” together?
Mark:
What?
Gary:
Don’t try to hide it, Mark. Tony here is in family law. I’m sure he sees situations like ours all the time, especially in San Francisco.
Mark:
I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear all of this. It was nice to see you, Tony, but I’m sure you have places to go.
Tony:
No, it’s okay. I can stop and talk to some old pals for a couple minutes. And you are absolutely right, Gary. My firm sees a lot of gay couples with adoption issues.
Gary:
Oh, William wasn’t adopted. Mark’s sister gave birth to him. We used my…
Mark:
What? I really don’t think Tony wants to hear all of this.
Tony:
Oh, so she carried the baby for you after you…
Gary:
Donated. It was in vitro.
Tony:
I see. That was very generous of her.
Gary:
So he’s really Mark’s nephew and his son. Weird, huh?
Tony:
No, no, I’d call it incredibly generous.
Mark:
You would?
Tony:
Sure. I can only hope that someone is that generous to me someday.
Mark:
Excuse me?
Tony:
Well, not a lot of people back here in town know this but I’m gay.
Gary:
Really?
Tony:
I never let anyone know. I was always so embarrassed and repressed about it. Remember that tough guy act I used to put on? I always called people names and got into fights. I never dealt with it very well at all. I have so many people I should apologize to.
Gary:
Well, that’s understandable. In a small town like this the pressure can be very demanding.
Mark:
Tony, you really don’t have to…
Tony:
Oh but I do, Mark. I tormented people relentlessly and it was only because I was afraid of my own feelings.
Gary:
I know. I know that pain so well.
Mark:
Gary, come on. I don’t think you really had it that rough. Certainly not as rough as Tony here.
Tony:
But that’s because he had you, Mark. Isn’t that right? I remember you guys used to hang out all the time.
Gary:
He was my rock.
Tony:
If only someone had been there for me. Things would have been so much easier. I wound up in therapy for years but it all worked out in the end. Now I’m confident in who I am and how I feel.
Gary:
That’s really the most important thing.
Mark:
So what are you doing in town? Visiting family?
Tony:
No, no, I’ve decided to move back. My father is sick and he needs someone to take care of him.
Mark:
So you’ll be here in town, huh?
Tony:
For a while. I just got here two days ago and I need to set up shop. Maybe I can come see you about renting a house, huh? You should know of a few good ones.
Mark:
You know, I wish I could help but I quit last week to be a stay at home dad.
Tony:
Oh, wow, that is so cool! If I ever have kids I’m going to do the same thing. But hey, I’ll need a car, Gary. I didn’t have one out west.
Mark:
You should stop by his dealership tomorrow morning, Tony. He’s always ready to make deals toward the end of the month.
Tony:
Hey, I always try to support the ‘brotherhood”, you know what I’m saying? You have to support those who support you.
Mark:
I know what you mean. Gary here has a little discount he can swing since you’re “in the know”.
Gary:
Well it’s not all that great. Sometimes the principal owner forgets I’m even a partner.
Tony:
Anything would be great, Gary. Man, was I lucky I ran into you guys. We should go out sometime. Have a drink.
Mark:
Well, we’d like that but Gary has a little substance abuse problem.
Gary:
Oh, come on!
Mark:
No, no, don’t try to hide it. You know how you get when you drink. Remember all the little lies? The emergency room visits?
Gary:
Oh, I think an emergency room visit is going to be in order.
Tony:
Well, I’ll see you guys later. Gary, I’ll be in early tomorrow about getting a car. I’m glad to do my part to get those sales up.
Gary:
Great. I’ll see you then.
(Tony walks away.)
Mark:
You were right. That was fun.
Gary:
You’re an asshole.
Mark:
What are you talking about?
(The machine comes to a stop.)
Hey, look at that! Six hundred and twenty-seven bucks! Who would have thought you could save up that much spare change in a year.
Gary:
He’s going to be at my dealership tomorrow morning. What the hell am I going to do, give him a ride in my tow truck?
Mark:
I’m sure you’ll come up with something. You have a very good imagination.
The End
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