15. The Third Degree

SCENE 1

SKYE has just parked a shiny ’57 Chevy across from the entrance of the GREATER MUNICIPAL INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, a few spaces down from RON’s worn pickup truck. RON is sitting on a bench alone outside the airport. Except for the two of them, the airport is empty. SKYE gets out of the car, walks up to RON, and sits down. RON nods.

A period of silence.

RON

Are you happy?

SKYE

I always envied ’57 Chevy owners. And now I am one.

RON

Where’d you get it?

SKYE

Classic Cars dot com.

RON

Must have cost a bundle.

SKYE

A bundle. Like a lot of things….

RON

What, for example?

SKYE

Like, I’m sorry, Ron.

RON

About what? About things you can’t buy?

SKYE

Like, I’m sorry.
For what I did.
Aside from this Chevy life doesn’t feel much like I’m in the driver’s seat right now.
Like it’s moving on without me, and doesn’t care.

RON

Like what happened to me after Paul.

SKYE

Paul?

RON

Paul, who you were screwing while you were my lover? Remember him?

SKYE

Oh.

RON

Seen him lately, Skye?

SKYE

No.

RON

I wouldn’t think so…. Know why?

SKYE

Why?

RON

I’ll tell you why.
I tracked him down. At a gym.
Showed him enough to get him interested.
To get him home with me.
Caught him off guard, and beat the living shit outta the drastic son-of-a-bitch.
Told him if he ever saw you again, he’d be dog food.

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