27 days left So Im pretty superstitious when it comes to certain things. For instance when flying I always touch the plane before boarding with my right hand and say a little blessing. When Im offered a fortune cookie I have everyone else take theirs and I take the last one. Since yesterday we were given a donation which took us out of a fund raising slump and yesterday I posted some of the script, Im going to continue with my story telling. The scene Im posting takes place between George Brandinghouse (librarian and guy pal) and leading lady Virginia Hudson. Shes had a rough day and George tries his best to offer a little comfort. INT – GASLAMP APPRAISALS – NIGHT Virginia is sitting in the comfort of her downtown office. It’s a mixed-use building and she lives in the apartment upstairs. The office is a sort of organized chaos. It is dimly lit with many, many books on shelves and lots of “treasures” to decorate the room. It has a sort of shabby chic comfort to it. There’s an old comfortable couch with a throw over it to hide its age and two old leather arm- chairs sitting in the middle of the room on a rug. This area acts as her “consulting” room. She has her mail and other information piled on an old roll top desk that sits in the corner. When you first enter, a large oak desk greets you. Behind the desk is an antique dressmaker’s dummy that Virginia has dressed up as her “secretary”. Virginia is absorbed in thought at her roll top desk. There’s a buzz of the doorbell. She looks up to see George standing in the doorway and rises to let him in. Virginia opens the door with a smile. VIRGINIA Hey you. George walks in as if he always does. As he passes by her, it would be natural for him to kiss her, but he doesn’t. He sits in one of the arm-chairs as if it is his expected place. GEORGE Hey yourself. Virginia flings herself down on her couch. VIRGINIA I’m so glad I have company. I needed a break. GEORGE How was your day? VIRGINIA It sucked balls, how was yours? GEORGE (Laughing at Virginia’s vulgarity, it always delights him and ignoring her question) What happened? VIRGINIA (Looking away) I got in a huge fight with my dad. GEORGE About? VIRGINIA (Looking straight at him) They arrested Beverly. GEORGE (Assuming it’s for vagrancy, but with real empathy) Aw, Vee, I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry. I know how it tears you up. VIRGINIA (Knowing his mistake) They’re accusing her of murder George. Of MURDER! GEORGE (Incredulous) Who did she murder? VIRGINIA No one, but that hasn’t stopped my stupid father from putting her in handcuffs and throwing her in jail! GEORGE I’m sorry. Who are they accusing her of murdering? VIRGINIA The woman with the diamond necklace, Alice Crow. GEORGE Do they have any evidence against her? VIRGINIA (Annoyed at the evidence they have against her) I’m sorry George; the whole thing gives me a headache. Do we have to talk about it? GEORGE (Smiling and amused at Virginia’s ever changing moods) No of course not. How ‘bout we grab a bite to eat. VIRGINIA (Cheering) That sounds like an awesome idea. I’m starving! What do you want me to make you? GEORGE (Laughing) Silly girl, I was gonna take us out. VIRGINIA Oh no George! Com’on, I don’t want to see people. I’m a mess! I’ve been a mess all day. Besides, cooking something will take my mind off my work. I’m board with what I’m working on. GEORGE Well I think you look fine, but if you insist. VIRGINIA I do! I insist. I’ll make us beef stroganoff. We’ll just run up to the market and head over to your place after and I can whip it up fast. GEORGE Why do all that? Just give me a list, I’ll run out to the market and we’ll make it here. Virginia rises. VIRGINIA No, no. That won’t work. I hate cooking in my kitchen. Com’on, it’ll be better at your place. George rises. GEORGE (Shaking his head) Sometimes I think you’re hiding dead bodies in your apartment. I’ve never seen it you know. VIRGINIA Ha, Ha. You’re a funny guy, George, a funny guy. That’s funny. Dead bodies…. Virginia goes to her desk and places the diamond necklace back in its baggie and puts it safely in her pocket. She grabs her keys and locks the door as they exit. GO TEAM!!! Colleen Irene Boag Stephanie Amadeus Sharon J Geyer Rudy Quintanilla Emanuel F. Camacho Brian Ardolino Please stop by our campaign and consider making a donation- We really do need the support, or I wouldnt keep asking :D Also sharing the campaign and getting the word out is always appreciated! Blessings!!!
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 16:32:03 +0000
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