A prison. Present. There are two cages on stage, each containing a camp bed. There is a spotlight on each cell.DANISH is sat on his camp bed in one cell, the other is empty. WOLF enters escorted by the WARDER and is put in it. DANISH stands.
DANISH: Ah, my new neighbour! Hello Frank, how's the wife? Did she enjoy Mexico?
WARDER: Very well thanks, Mr Bacon. You bet! The wife loved Mexico! The hotel was cracking, all inclusive! Beers whenever you want 'em, even brought 'em to you on the beach! Cheers for the tip.
DANISH: (laughs) No problem!
WARDER leaves.
DANISH: So.
WOLF: So.
(pause)
DANISH sits on his camp bed.
DANISH: You killed my brother.
(Pause)
Unneccessary violence the report/
WOLF: Unneccessary violence!
DANISH: /said. But that's not what you're in for, is it? No. You killed your Superintendent didn't you?
(Pause)
Billy told me you'd lost it. He said that you'd gone too far. (laughing) Who would have guessed how far you would go?
(Pause)
We didn't intend to kill the last lad. I expected you to hold yourself responsible for that and leave well alone. But you surprised us all. Do you think I'm threatened by your presence here, Mr John Wolf? Do you think I can't dispatch of you? I could have you flushed down the prison toilets in little pieces. The screws wouldn't even notice you'd gone - especially seeing as I pay them more than their wage. (laughs) And you don't have anyone to come asking after you. No wife, I'm told. Left you, I'm told. I imagine that no one down the station would ever wish to see you again. Who does that leave? Hmm?
WOLF growls. He lies down on his bed and switches off his light. DANISH remains illuminated.
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