You Should Have Sold The Car!

List of characters:

Annie-Friend of Lucy and Tim, wants to sell the car. Knows Tim because of his frequent visits to her bookstore. She is a worker in a not so well known bookshop, which Tim likes to visit.

Bill-Car salesman not willing to sell the car. Has a thick Boston accent. Is afraid that his business will fall, and they’re for wants to close it down due to the lack of clientele there.

Tim-A teen, wants to go to Vegas with Lucy so they can get married, and get away from their parents.

Bill’s mother/father-Do not get along with the parents of Lucy, don’t get along with Lucy either. Don’t approve of the relationship between Lucy and Tim, and don’t approve of the intended marriage.

Lucy- Eighteen years old, vivacious teen, girlfriend to Tim, wants to run away from her parents, and get to Vegas with Tim, and marry him.

Lucy’s mother/father-Don’t like Tim or his parents. Don’t approve of the intended marriage of Lucy and Tim. Don’t even approve of the relationship.

Killer-An escaped convict, looking to kill anyone who stands in his way. Extremely dangerous. Is desperate to get away from the authorities at any cost. Needs to keep switching cars so he is not marked.

Description: A car salesman gets a persistent customer who is desperate to sell her car. She gives him a diary of two teens trying to make the decision weather to run away from home, to get married or not. Maybe Annie, the customer who was looking to sell her car, should have done it sooner! Now it could be too late. Join us as we pull you through this thrilling action/romance/tragedy narrative. Enjoy!

Act I,

Scene 1:

(A car sales man’s office, customers are waiting in line. A very angry woman is furiously waving her arms about as she argues with the professionally dressed gentleman at the desk of the old, shabby, office. The desk he is sitting at is chipped and old. Family photos adorn the dirty white walls. There is paperwork piled neatly on the surface of he desk.)

WOMAN

I want my money back!

(Pounds the desk with her fist)

BILL Listen, I can’t help you…

WOMAN

(Cutting him off)

I want it back! I paid you twenty bux to fix my brakes, and you charge me two hundred bucks with all this extra junk! I told you I just wanted the brakes!

BILL

I… really…

ANNIE

(Customer behind woman, cutting him off.)

Hi Bill!

BILL

(Ignoring her)

I can’t help you.

WOMAN

I just wanted the brakes!

BILL

Did you not hear me?

WOMAN

Why did you give me all of this extra junk?

BILL

Because your car needed it.

WOMAN

No it didn’t! I’m not that stupid! I know what my own car needs!

BILL

I’m the sales man here. Yes it did…

WOMAN

I’m not paying all this money for trash!

ANNIE

Fine, Just ignore me!

BILL

Your car needed all of those extra accessories.

WOMAN

I’m telling you, it didn’t!

ANNIE

I’ll just walk out now!

BILL

You! Just wait there!

(Awkward pause…)

I really can’t help you. I’m sorry!

WOMAN

Exactly, which is why I want my damn money back!

BILL

Not a chance!

WOMAN

Now! Or I’ll sue!

BILL

I told you! I can’t! Besides, you won’t gain anything. I’m extremely close to bankruptcy.

WOMAN

I don’t care. I’ll sue anyway. I’ve got a great lawyer you know…

BILL

Looks like I don’t have a choice.

(Small pause.)

Take it!

WOMAN

Thank You!

(Bill takes a thick envelope from one of the drawers of his desk, and thrusts it in to the woman’s outstretched hand. She grabs it roughly, and stuffs it in to her purse.)

BILL

Are you satisfied now mam?

WOMAN

Yes.

(Under her breath.)

I wouldn’t work for you for a million bucks!

BILL

Okay! Good!

(Pause, Bill, with a furious indication to the door.)

Now! Get out of my office building!

(Woman starts towards the door.)

Get Out! Now!

WOMAN

(Holding the exit door open.)

I’m getting out of your office sir! You can trust that I won’t be coming back ever again! Your services are the worst I’ve ever encountered! It doesn’t look like you have much of a business going here anyway!

BILL

Good! I already know that. I don’t need a customer pointing it out.

(Softly to himself.)

Shit! How am I going to pay the bank next week?

WOMAN

I’m never ever coming back here!

BILL

I’m delighted!

WOMAN

I’ll tell all my friends not to come back either! And I have a lot of them!

BILL

Okay! Fine!

(Small pause.)

I’ll just close down the shop then.

WOMAN

Good for you! Bye!

(Heads out the door, marches like a soldier. Annie casts her a look.)

BILL

Next customer!

(Blackout)

Scene 2:

(All of the customers are gone. Annie and Bill are alone in Bill’s small, cluttered office. She is dressed in a light blue long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and dress boots. Annie is of average height with straight light hair. Bill is still in his formal suit and tie, shifting some of the papers on his desk.)

ANNIE

Hi, Bill. I take it you’re in a bad mood.

BILL

You’re right. It’s just one of those days I’d rather do without.

(His face brakes out in a friendly smile.)

How are you, and what can I do for you this morning?

ANNIE

As good as I can be, besides the fact that I’m really shaky. I’d really appreciate it if you could sell my car?

BILL

As you’ve probably noticed, Business is horrible right now. I was thinking about closing the shop down.

(Flinches as a spider lands on his cheek. It had come from one of the corners, near the ceiling.)

Spider! But, why do you want to sell your car?

ANNIE

Oh, it’s just,

(Sets her purse on the scuffed surface of the desk. She rummages franticly through it, and pulls out a cloth bound book. The book is black with intricate golden designs on the cover, and “My memories,” written across the top, with fancy calligraphy style writing. She pushes it towards Bill, who examines it.)

I found this book in the old shed by the train trestle when I parked my car out there. I figured on that side, it would be much easier to drive over here. Only f few blocks from here.

BILL

Yeah, it is, but there’s nothing unusual about a book.

ANNIE

But I am the reason my two best friends died... in the book…

(Looks sadly at the book. Uncomfortable silence.)

BILL

Are you? It’s probably some nut that’s forgetting where he put his ghost story this year, from five years ago.

ANNIE

But it’s true!

(Bill looks extremely doubtful.)

It is! I swear it is!

BILL

All right.

(Awkward silence.)

Lets have a look then.

(Blackout)

Scene 3:

(Inside a small bedroom. A lamp is the only illumination. A young teenager, with good looks sits at a desk, writing in the same black bound diary we saw with Annie in Bill’s shop.)

TIM

(Stops writing, and reads allowed from the book.)

We had just graduated from high school. Things weren’t going well. I wanted to marry Lucy, and she wanted to marry me. We had taken a liking to each other since grade school, but our parents would not agree.

(Sound, Tim’s door opening Enter Tim’s mother. She sits on Tim’s bed. Tim shuts the book, placing it on his desk.)

TIM

Hi Mom. Can you knock next time?

MOTHER

Doing something you’re not supposed to again?

TIM

I’m writing. Why must everything I do be wrong in your eyes?

MOTHER

I want to talk to you about that girl.

TIM

You know her name. Why don’t you just say Lucy?

MOTHER

You’re not marrying her. I don’t care how much you claim to love her. Both of you are too young. Besides, how you gonna support her?

TIM

I have the scholarships and we can get financial aid in college. Besides, I have a job.

MOTHER

Nope. It’s not enough to keep both of you going. Where you plan to live? In some shack in town? I won’t have you in my home. Do you hear. Not under this roof. The minute you marry her, you’re out of my life.

TIM

Mom, I don’t see why you have such a problem…

MOTHER

Well, it’s not so much Lucy hunny, it’s… It’s her mother. She Likes to lecture me, and plus she gives me jellow.

TIM

Well, most people do those things. It… Hang on, you’re still angry about the jellow?

MOTHER

Yes I’m still angry about the jellow. It was too soft.

TIM

Well, She was trying to pay you back, because you wrecked her roof with the block party.

MOTHER

It was not my fault. The Santa decoration fell out of the sky! I don’t even know how it got up in the sky in the first place! Then, she starts insulting me. She starts bringing back the high school days. Remember when she started yelling at me about bullying her around in school and steeling all her boyfriends? I mean, I thought we had gotten over all of that. I guess some people never get over crap like that.

TIM

You told Kevin to put the decoration on the roof, with the ladder. It slipped, and you know the rest. Besides, you brought up the time she humiliated you in English class. Then, you got into a pointless argument, which lasted forever. Why can’t you just get along?

MOTHER

Yes… But… But still… It wasn’t my fault she got offended so easily.

TIM

I don’t see why you have such a problem, but I think…

MOTHER

They’re both weirdoes!

TIM

This is childish behavior.

MOTHER

There weirdoes, and I won’t allow it!

(Guiltily fiddling with her necklace.)

And, Why… Why is your hair so spiked?

TIM

Come to think of it, Marry did it in my sleep, I woke up, and my younger sister gave me this ridiculous hairdo. You know how Marry is, She was standing over me.

(Makes his voice high pitched, and girlish.)

Leme spike your hair!

(Goes back to his normal speaking voice.)

And she spiked it, and now it’s horrible. It definitely doesn’t suit me! So…

MOTHER

(Talks over him.)

Go take a shower!

TIM

I’m not…

MOTHER

Move it!

TIM

I don’t feel like it.

MOTHER

You’ll be up here for the rest of your life.

TIM

I don’t care! I told you! I’m not moving!

(Exit Mother. Sound, Tim’s door slamming shut. Blackout.)

Scene 4:

(Brightly lit kitchen. A round wooden table dominated the room while a small fridge and stove are pushed to one side of the room, and a large blue water cooler is near the closed door. There are cabinets above the stove, and to its right are a dishwasher and sink. Near the water cooler is a phone hooked onto the wall. Lucy and her mother are sitting across from each other, at opposite sides of the bare table.)

LUCY

Mom! I don’t see what the problem is against Tim…

MOTHER

They think I’m weird! The parents, don’t like me! Nora especially. She was the bully in school anyways. I always hated her. Making fun of me all the time like that. I’m glad I got it all out in that argument we had.

LUCY

What does that matter! Comon mom, what does that…

MOTHER

They think I’m weird just because I save electricity! She thinks I’m weird just because I had books as friends in school. And what boyfriends I managed to have, she stole!

LUCY

Well… You know … that is a little bit weird.

MOTHER

And she’s still angry about the jellow. It’s not my fault it came out too soft. I’ve tried to be friends with her again, but it’s not the same. We just hate each other. That’s all.

LUCY

Whatever.

MOTHER

And…

LUCY

But I still don’t see why…

MOTHER

And they wrecked our roof!

LUCY

They didn’t do it unperpose!

MOTHER

Oh yes… I forgot… Little Mr. Perfect Tim and his little perfect life! And you, his perfect girlfriend! You’re not getting married! Now you’d better go…

LUCY

(Rising to her feet, and pounding her fist on the table for emphasis.)

Yes I am getting married!

MOTHER

(Also rising to her feet, and bearing her teeth, advancing on her daughter. They have furious eye contact.)

You’d better go before we do something we’ll regret later!

LUCY

Yes I am getting married mom! You can think what ever you want! For eighteen God dammed years you’ve been controlling my life, but not any more! I don’t care! You’re not gonna stop Tim or me! I am not…

MOTHER

Go, to, bed, now!

LUCY

I’m not going to bed! I’m not leaving this spot until you agree to let us marry!

MOTHER

You’ll be standing there for a long time!

LUCY

Good! I’ll stand here forever!

(Sound Phone Rings shrilly-cutting Lucy off. The mother stomps over to it, and picks it up.)

MOTHER

Hello!

PHONE VOICE

(A male voice with a strong British accent.)

Yeah, Hello, This is the king of England. And Ahhhhh…

(Sound Dial tone He’s abruptly cut off as the mother hits the disconnect button, and slams the phone in to it’s cradle. Sound Phone Rings, the mother calmly picks it up.)

MOTHER Hello?

PHONE VOICE

(A male voice, with a thick southern accent.)

Hello! I’m here to tell you bout the batch o corn bread I just cooked up, and Lord in heaven, is it a good batch! An I mean…

MOTHER

Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!

(Jams the disconnect button. She slams the phone down in its cradle. Sound Phone rings. She picks it up, and slams it to her ere.)

MOTHER

What now! What do you want? I’m not buying anything! Do you here me? I’m not interested! Take me off your fucking call list! Do you hear me?

PHONE VOICE

(Laughing hysterically.)

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Hehehehehehehehe! I am coming to get you!
MOTHER

I demand to know who you are!

PHONE VOICE

You vill die yeah! Hi, I’d… like to order pizza, Sausage, no mushrooms, and…

MOTHER

(Yelling in the phone.)

I, AM, NOT, A, GOD, DAM, PIZZERIA!

(Sound dial tone She throws the phone back in to the cradle. Stalking to the table, she sits. It is silent for a few seconds. Exit Lucy. Mother sits still. Enter Lucy into the kitchen, running. Lucy has a cordless phone in one hand. Sound Phone rings. Lucy clicks it on.)

LUCY

Hello?

PHONE VOICE

(Tim’s voice.)

Hey.

MOTHER

(Yelling in to the other phone.)

Put the phone down!

LUCY

Not going to!

TIM

Hello!

MOTHER

Hello?

TIM

Miss. Walker?

MOTHER

Yes!

TIM

This is Tim,

LUCY

Yeah, This is…

(mother disconnects the phone. Sound dial tone. Blackout)

Scene 5:

(Tim’s bedroom. His book lies open on the desk before him, a cordless is clutched in one hand. He is wearing jeans and a sweater. He sits in a computer chair. Sound, dial tone. He shuts the phone off.)

TIM

I can’t believe she hung up on me!

(Enter Tim’s Mother)

MOTHER

Huah! You moved from that spot! You picked up the phone.

TIM

I never…

MOTHER

(Cuts him

off with a laugh.)

TIM

I never picked up the phone! Someone was calling me!

MOTHER

Here what I have to say Tim. You’re going to forget her. You’ll find someone better. Get into an IB League college, and do well for yourself. Forget this foolish notion of marriage. You’re too young. Come down stairs. Dinner’s almost ready.

(Exit Mother. Tim is left alone. He goes back to writing Blackout)

Act II,

Scene 1:

(A busy street, Annie stands on a sidewalk white as a sheet. Tim is dressed casually. He approaches her. There are the sounds of cars passing in the distance. The street is empty. Apartment buildings stand side by side on the opposite side of the street.)

TIM

Hi Annie!

ANNIE

(She tosses the newspaper aside. Tim comes closer.)

TIM

What’s the matter?

ANNIE

Nothing. Nothing…

TIM

You don’t like the newspaper?

ANNIE

It’s, Nasty…

TIM

I’d like to see it…

ANNIE

Escaped, prisoner, two times over…

TIM

Let me see it.

ANNIE

Murder.

TIM

Come on.

(Annie tosses the paper at Tim aggressively.)

TIM

Oh… This is bad.

ANNIE

So what did you want?

TIM

I wanted to borrow your car. I’ve got to get to Vegas.

ANNIE

(Rummages in her pocket till she pulls out a set of car keys. She quickly hands them to him, with a plastic smile on her face. Tim takes them.)

Oh, Sure! Here are the keys! It’s parked right across the Train Trestle Bridge, near the shack! My sister needed it the other day to drive her husband somewhere, and didn’t return it to my house. Besides, It’s not a good idea for me to have it right now anyway. I can’t really pay the insurance.

(To herself.)

I should get rid of it.

TIM

Thank You!

(Small pause.)

Because you’re in such a bad mood and everything, I figured you weren’t gonna let me have it.

ANNIE

Oh, No! You can have it. As I said, I can’t pay the insurance. I’ll sell it as soon as you’re done with it.

TIM

I…

ANNIE

(Starts walking in the opposite direction, turning her back to Tim.)

Well, see you around Tim.

TIM

Oh wait!

(She stops, and turns to him.)

What’s that bundle of papers under your arm? Decided to get a lease…

ANNIE

Oh… It, It’s nothing, It’s just the lease for the

house.

TIM

You’re selling your house too?

ANNIE

No No No, It’s the, rent for the apartment that I’m living in.

TIM

Last time I knew…

ANNIE

I moved out of my parent’s house a couple of days ago.

TIM

Oh! Okay?

ANNIE

I, Well, I’ll see you around Tim, I’ve got to finish unpacking my junk and stuff.

(She starts away.)

See ya!

TIM

Bye. Strange person, Why are we…

ANNIE

Hey, I heard that!

TIM

I didn’t say anything.

(Exit Annie. Tim is left, staring at the car keys and newspaper in his hands. Blackout)

Scene 2:

(A quiet street. Faint sounds of cars passing. It is late afternoon. Apartment buildings loom in the background. Lucy is walking down the cobbled street. She is dressed casually.)

(Sound Lucy’s Cell Phone Rings. She roots around in her purse for it. She pauses in her fast paced walk.)

LUCY

Thank god it’s a Saturday. Free minutes. Where’s my phone? Crap!

(Finally finding it.)

Hello!

(No answer.)

Hello?

PHONE VOICE

(Male voice, deep, and unrecognizable.)

Hello.

LUCY

Yeah, Hi, who is this?

PHONE VOICE

You don’t need to know that.

(Pause.)

Here’s the important bit. Check underneath your window, you’ll find a note. Read it!

LUCY

Okay?

PHONE VOICE

Read it out loud.

LUCY

Okay? Who is this?

PHONE VOICE

Like I said, that isn’t important.

(Sound, Click)

LUCY

Hello?

(silence)

Aaaaarrrrrggggg!

(Blackout.)

Scene 3:

(Lucy’s bedroom. It is a small room, a red queen sized bed dominates the room. There is a desk, chair, and television to one side, and a closet on the other. A nightstand stands to the immediate left of the bed, and a dresser stands opposite complete with a small mirror. Enter Lucy. She moves to the window, and finds the note. She holds it up to the light.)

LUCY

If you, who ever you are, is listening to me right now, I’m reading your note out loud. “Meet me at the barn, at midnight. T H.” That’s Tim!

(Tares the paper, and crumples it. She tosses it in a trashcan underneath the desk. Blackout)

Scene 4:

(It is dark. The moon casts long shadows everywhere. A large barn stands in the background. All is still. There is soft grass in back of the barn, which faces us. The backdoor is slightly ajar. Tim stands next to the door, dressed in a jacket, boots and jeans. A large black traveling backpack is slung on his back. Enter Lucy. She moves from shadow to shadow. She is carrying a traveling bag, and is similarly dressed in boots, jeans, and a jacket.)

TIM

(In a whisper.)

Lucy!

LUCY

(turns around.)

who’s that!

TIM

It’s me.

LUCY

(Walking towards him.)

Oh Tim!

TIM

Did you get my phone call?

LUCY

Yeah, Was it you?

TIM

Yes.

LUCY

I guessed it might be you.

TIM

I had to be brief in case the phone was somehow being tapped. I couldn’t give my name away or anything.

LUCY

Oh… Okay…

TIM

Did you bring food and clothing?

LUCY

Yeah they’re in here.

(indicates her bag.)

TIM

Very smart girl! We’re going to Vegas.

LUCY

We’re going where?

TIM

Vegas.

LUCY

Vegas?

TIM

Las Vegas yes.

LUCY

How in the hell are we gonna get there?

TIM

Let me tell you how. Neither of our parents will allow us to marry. So, Annie’s given us her car.

LUCY

My god! Next time I see her, I’ll give her a great big hug, and thank her like there’s no tomorrow.

TIM

So, yes, we’re going to Vegas. Now! All we need to do, is get to the other side of Miller’s Train Trestle, and we’ll be free.

LUCY

Okay. We’ll do that. That’s where she parked it?

TIM

Yeah, Come on!

(Exit Tim and Lucy. Blackout.)

Scene 5:

(A wooded camping area. It is dark, and the trees are on all sides. A rugged country path runs through the trees, and a clearing looms in center stage. An old cabin dominates the back of the stage, the door hanging open crookedly. It is old and falling apart. A sign hangs from its door. “Enter at your own risk!” The sceen is bathed in a silvery sheet of light from the moon. Enter Tim and Lucy.)

SOUND MOTHER OF TIM

TIM!

SOUND MOTHER OF LUCY

LUCY! YOU IDIOT! GET BACK HERE!

TIM

I know this place… I use to camp here when I was younger. My father would take me all the time. They closed it down though. It was because… well, they didn’t feel it was safe. I see they left at least one cabin standing though. Wonder why. Hang on, Enter at your own risk…

LUCY

Under that, it says, Unsafe, danger…

TIM

Building’s going to collapse. Well, that’s nice.

(Tim and Lucy enter the cabin. Boards are rotten and squeak as they walk. Nails stick out at weird angles in some places.)

TIM

Whose bright idea was it to enter this place?

LUCY

Wasn’t it yours?

TIM

I don’t know.

(Tim takes out some food from Lucy’s bag. They sit on an old bench inside the cabin. They start eating. Lucy starts to cry, and Tim puts an arm around her.)

LUCY

What are we gonna do? I mean… We’re not even gonna be able to enter college with all of this. I mean… Our parents aren’t going to pay for it now that we’re going to Vegas!

(Tim wipes her tears away as he runs his fingers through her hair.)

TIM

I’ve managed to sell some things because I had a feeling that something like this might wind up happening. I’ve saved enough money to pay for, at least, both of us. I have a job.

LUCY

Oh, thank god, I have my scholarships anyway, so you won’t have to worry about that, and I guess we could apply for financial aid too. I could get a job too. But… I mean… What college are we going to go to? I have some money too, but what are we gonna do? The colleges are so expensive these days.

TIM

Lets just focus on this one path that’s ahead of us. Lets take things as they come at us, a step at a time. Once we get past the line we’re trying to cross, we’ll think about the future.

LUCY

Okay, that sounds like some kind of a plan.

TIM

Are you sure you wanna do this?

LUCY

Well, If I go back home, we’re never gonna be able to get married, not to mention being together. There won’t be any point in anything. You know? It’ll just be… Every day is the same, every day you get lectured. At least this way, there’s a little bit of a chance we might be free and happy. You know? We might be able to make a good life for ourselves, instead of one where we follow orders all the time… So, Yeah, I do wanna go through all of this. I’ll take the risk if you’re with me.

TIM

Yeah, Okay, I know. If you’re willing, I’m willing. I’ll always be with you no matter what the risk. Don’t worry, we’ll make it through this. You’ll see!

Lucy

Hopefully! I really hope nothing goes wrong.

TIM

Okay.

(They gather their things, and stand. Exit Tim and Lucy. Blackout)

Sceen 6:

(An old rotten bridge stands above the stage. It extends across the stage from left to right. There is an old shack to the right of the bridge, and it is elevated above the stage next to the bridge. Near the shack in the distance is a dark red Sudan. Enter Tim and Lucy, crossing the bridge slowly.)

TIM

Be careful. There are lots of rotten boards here.

LUCY

Yeah, I see that. There’s a bunch.

(Lucy’s foot plummets through a rotten board. It causes her to loose her balance. The rails on the bridge are missing.)

LUCY

Aaaahhhhh…

TIM

(grabbing Lucy’s arms.)

LUCY!

(The loose board bounces to the ravine below. Lucy’s foot is stuck.)

LUCY

OOOuUUUUUCH! My foot! The board! The board is gone! Oh my god!

TIM

Hold on to me. I won’t let you fall. I’ve got you!

(She grabs the side of the bridge with one hand, and Tim grabs her other hand.)

TIM

Alright! I’m going to pull you up.

LUCY

Okay. Be careful though. This thing’s old. It’ll break easily.

TIM

NO! I’m not gonna let that happen!

(He gives a heave, and another board snaps, tumbling to the ravine blow. This time, it is closer to him. Lucy nearly slips through his fingers. The sweat on both their hands causes her to slowly start to slip.)

LUCY

This is… This is it!

TIM

You go, I go!

LUCY

I want you to move on.

(Sound, loud creek from the bridge. She slips even further through his fingers. He clutches her hands.)

Go to Vegas. Start all over again.

TIM

NO!

LUCY

Do it for me!

TIM

No one could ever replace you.

LUCY

You’ll find someone special.

(The bridge sways in a sudden gust of wind. Sound Wind, sound loud creek from bridge.)

TIM

I’m not letting you die!

(The board supporting Tim suddenly snaps, and Tim starts to fall. He lets go of Lucy’s hands, and jumps on to the side of the bridge.)

TIM

SHIT! NO!

(Sound, Lucy’s scream as she falls to the ravine below. Looks down and sees her in a still heap in the bottom of the ravine.)

Why! What have I done? Lucy! No!

(To him self)

I’m jumping. No point. She told me to go on, and I’m gonna try. I won’t go to Vegas, but somewhere far from here. I’ll live on some deserted island, where there’s no problems, and all I’ll have to worry about is tropical storms! It has to be the shed for now though.

(He crosses the rest of the bridge, reaching an old rundown shack, which he enters. Inside, he takes the pack off of his back and pulls out a blanket and pillow. He lies down, and covers him self with the blanket. Blackout)

Scene 7:

(AN old rundown shack. Tim lies sleeping, covered with an old blanket from his bag which lies next to him. It is dark. A small window pears in at him as he sleeps. The moon casts a silvery glow as its light enters the small window. Sound Door opening.)

TIM

It was a nightmare… Just that, a nightmare…

(Looks around.)

No! I’m still in the shed! Lucy we’ve made… NO! She’s…

(Enter Killer. He is a man with shaggy hair, and wild gray eyes. He brandishes a long silver hunting knife, at least a foot long, with a black polished handle. Tim jumps up, and fumbles with the latch on the small window. The killer remains silent, observing Tim.)

TIM

I want to know why you don’t speak! Are you a coward? Why don’t you speak! I’m not afraid of you! I’ll jump! If you move any closer… I’ll jump!

KILLER

(Low deep horse voice.)

Come boy! You cannot deny fait forever!

(Tim looks from the killer’s blade to the window. Enter shimmering angel of Lucy. She stands behind the killer beckoning to Tim.)

LUCY

Tim… Over here…

TIM

Lucy! Lucy! Yes! I’m coming!

(The killer advances on Tim.)

TIM

I’m coming!

(The killer swipes his knife towards Tim’s neck, and Tim falls in to blackness. The blade decapitates him. Blackout)

Act III,

Scene 1:

(Bill’s office. Annie’s face is weary, and the salesman looks amazed. Annie closes the diary, and puts it on Bill’s desk.)

BILL

Annie, That’s one hell of a story! And, You say you found this in a shed?

ANNIE

Yes. The same shed where Tim dies in the story.

(Small pause.)

I need you to sell my car. If you don’t sell it, then they’ll die. I know it.

BILL

Annie, We’ve been over this.

ANNIE

And it’ll be all my fault.

BILL

I would really like to help Tim and Lucy. I’d even give them a one-way trip to Vegas, but I don’t have that kind of money right now. We’re talking big bucks, and business is slow. I’m closing the shop any day now. I mean, you saw that woman today just as you walked in,

(Makes his voice higher, and gruffer in imitation of the woman.)

I want my money back! Bla bla bla bla!

(His voice returns to normal.)

Like I said before, it’s some nut with too much time on his hands, who’s gone and written a story. Then, he lost it.

ANNIE

Okay… But…

BILL

It just happened to coincidentally use the names, and places. Maybe he’s from around here. I’ll bet Tim wrote that story him self. So, go get your self a cup of coffee. While you’re at it, read this newspaper here.

(He hands her that day’s newspaper, which had been lying on his desk. She takes it.)

And, Don’t look at that front headline,

ANNIE

Escaped prisoner? Two times over?

BILL

I told you not to look at it.

ANNIE

Then why’d you even bother giving me the paper?

BILL

Read the sports column, or the comic’s column. They might help you relax.

(Uncomfortable silence.)

ANNIE

Thanks anyway Bill.

BILL

Take it easy.

ANNIE

Please consider what I’ve said Bill, for God’s sake!

BILL

Bye Annie.

ANNIE

Bye.

(Exit Annie. Bill is left alone. He gos back to arranging his papers, pushing the book away from him. Blackout.)

Scene 2:

(A busy street, the sounds of cars passing fast. Not many people around. It is mid afternoon. Apartment buildings loom in the background. Annie stands on the sidewalk clutching the newspaper. Enter Tim. Tim approaches Annie.)

TIM

Hi Annie!

ANNIE

Oh, Hi!

(She tosses the paper away.)

TIM

Oh, What’s the matter? Don’t like the paper?

ANNIE

No, It’s nasty, I…

TIM

I’d like to see it.

ANNIE

Fine here!

(Tosses the paper to him aggressively.)

TIM

Shish! What did I do?

ANNIE

So, what did you want?

TIM

This is horrible!

ANNIE

What did you come up here for?

TIM

What’s that bundle of papers under your arm?

ANNIE

It’s rent for the apartment I bought.

TIM

Last time I knew…

ANNIE

I moved out a couple of days ago.

TIM

Really? Well, you could have told me about it.

ANNIE

Yeah… Sorry, things have been pretty hectic lately. I didn’t have my usual cup of coffee this morning, if I’m a little edgy. I was heading to the nearest coffee shop, if you wanna join me, you’re welcome to.

TIM

Really?

ANNIE

Yeah, Anything up? You seem a little,

TIM

Yeah, that cup of coffee might help me get all my thoughts in order.

ANNIE

Sure!

(They start walking away together.)

TIM

Look, I need to borrow your car.

ANNIE

You do?

TIM

Yup, I need to get to Vegas.

(Exit Tim and Annie. Blackout.)

Scene 3:

(Annie’s Kitchen, morning, It is a small kitchen, cluttered yet clean. Annie sits at her kitchen table, reading the paper allowed.)

ANNIE

Two deaths, Lucy Walker was found at the bottom of Miller’s Ravine, right under the Trestle bridge, dead. Police have identified the body splattered there, to be of young Lucy walker, eighteen. Apparently, she was trying to cross Trestle bridge, when something went wrong, the young teen lost her balance and fell. Police declare this area unsafe. Tim Helton eighteen, was found in the little shack near bye. He was identified to have been murdered by the escaped prisoner rumored to be on the loose. The serial killer has escaped once again, by the means of a car near the Trestle bridge. We believe that Tim was intending to use the car before he was killed. Our sources tell us that the two were trying to run away.

(The spotlights fade until the sceen resembles late evening. Annie is still sitting in the exact same spot, staring shocked at the newspaper. Enter Two shimmering figures. She looks up and sees the ghosts of Tim and Lucy right in front of her. They are wearing the same exact clothing they wore before they died. Blood is spattered on their faces, and dirt covers Lucy. Annie puts down her newspaper, and recognizes Tim and Lucy.)

LUCY

Annie!
TIM

Annie!

LUCY/TIM

(Unison,)

YOU SHOULD HAVE SOLD THE CAR!

ANNIE

I was expecting you!

(Her face shows no expression.)

Do what you will. It’s too late for me.

(Blackout. The curtain falls.)