| Ronald: |
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Man, today is the day; came kind of quick, but to get
what I want, I gotta do it. I think Darell is on his
way. He better be careful around the sewers. He knows
Dogs and Racoons don’t get along since my cousin
was killed in a dog mauling a couple years ago.
(knock on door)
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| Ronald: |
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Who is it?
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| Darell: |
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It’s
me. Open da door. |
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| Ronald: |
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What’s
up? Did someone say something to you on your way in?
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| Darell: |
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Naw! Nobody
was outside yet.
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| Ronald: |
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Oh.
Want something to eat? |
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| Darell: |
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No,
I came to ask you about somethin. |
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| Ronald: |
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Ask me what?
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| Darell: |
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Well,
someone told me you had somethin goin on tonight.
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| Ronald: |
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Like
what? |
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| Darell: |
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I
heard you were going to the pink apartment to kill a dog
from the Dog Pound click. |
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| Ronald: |
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Oh,
who told you that? |
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| Darell: |
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A
reliable source. |
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| Ronald: |
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Well,
it might be true. |
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| Darell: |
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What
do you mean? Your supposed to be my friend but I don’t
condone you killing members of my click. |
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| Ronald: |
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Well,
you know I’ve been trying to run the Racoons for
a long time and the Raccon leader just died a few days
ago. This is my first and maybe only opportunity to become
leader and I gotta do it. I gotta kill a dog tonight. |
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| Darell: |
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Why
should I care about that? You don’t care if I go
to school or not, and you know I want to graduate. |
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| Ronald: |
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If
you wanted to graduate so bad, you would go to school.
I can’t make you cut school. You made that choice. |
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| Darell: |
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Whatever,
man. |
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| Ronald: |
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Yeah, whatever.
You’re supposed to be my best friend, but you have
another best friend, someone named Paul in your sorry
click.
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| Darell: |
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Man, I’m
tired of your mouth.
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| Ronald: |
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Then get
out!
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| Darell: |
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If
that’s how you feel then I’m out. But if you
do anything to any dog, you can be sure I’ll do somethin
about it.
(Darell leaves and Ronald slams the door behind Darell.
There is a split-stage simultaneous scene with Ronald
and Darell.) |
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| Ronald: |
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The
nerve of that dog, coming to my block and my sewer running
his mouth like he owns me. |
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| Darell: |
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Man,
forget him. He wants me to be his friend then he acts
like this. Maybe it’s a good thing he’s not
my best friend. |
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Scene
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Time: same day, 7pm
Place: at each character’s home, split-stage |
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| Ronald: |
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Time
to go in an hour. This is something I need to do and if
Darell doesn’t get why, then I guess he doesn’t
know me as well as I thought he did. But I do see how
he feels. |
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| Darell: |
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(at
pink apt in Foggydale)
My so-called friend is going to do something that would
hurt me. |
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Scene
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Time: an hour later
Place: same
(Ronald calls Darell on the phone) |
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| Darell: |
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Hello? |
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| Ronald: |
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Sup,
it’s Ronald. |
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| Darell: |
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Oh!
What do you want? Shouldn’t you be on your way over
here? |
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| Ronald: |
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Nah,
I ain’t goin’ no more. Ya happy? But be careful.
Someone else is going to kill a dog. |
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| Darell: |
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How
come you changed ya mind? |
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| Ronald: |
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I’ll
tell you that later, but I think we should talk in person. |
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| Darell: |
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Alright,
I’m on my way.
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| Ronald: |
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Nah,
let it wait till morning. The Racoons are out. |
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| Darell: |
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It’s
cool. I’ll take the back way. I’ll be there
in a second. |
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| Ronald: |
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Hey
Darell…I’m s----….
(Phone hangs up. Darell is on his way to Ronald’s
house. Darell takes the back way like he describes, but
as he comes around the back street a group of 20 Racoons
attack him. It seems like forever. In the end Darell is
dead.) |
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Scene
4
Time: even later that night
Place: Ronald’s sewer
(the Racoon click just made a phone call to Ronald.) |
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| Ronald: |
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They
just killed my best friend, man, before I got a chance
to tell him I was sorry. In the end, he was more important
than my greatest wish. I picked him over the thing I wanted
most in life, and I didn’t get a chance to tell him.
Maybe it’s my fault. I should have just told him
on the phone. Now I’ll never be able to tell him
how I really felt. |
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The
End. |
