Thursday, April 30, 2009

Week 15, Day 102 - "Truckin'"

“Truckin’”
Written by Joe Janes
4/30/09
102 of 365

CAST
Debra, 40s
Sean, 40s

(Lights up on Sean and Debra riding in the cab of a semi-truck. Sean is driving.)

DEBRA
So, Sean…

SEAN
Yeah?

DEBRA
That little restaurant was nice.

SEAN
You mean that big restaurant was nice.

DEBRA
I did. I did. Who doesn’t enjoy an all-you-can-eat buffet?

SEAN
And did you?

DEBRA
Get all I can eat? Yep. I believe I did.

SEAN
Thanks for meeting me there. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to meet you at the airport. They’re a little weird about me pulling up to the pick-up area in this thing.

DEBRA
You’re truck is huge.

SEAN
Thank you.

DEBRA
You drive this thing everywhere?

SEAN
Everywhere except the airport. And anywhere there’s an overpass with less than fifteen feet clearance.

DEBRA
Even to work?

SEAN
Everywhere.

DEBRA
I never dated anyone who had a truck, before.

SEAN
Good. That means I’m unique. Why don’t you walk on over here and sit closer?

DEBRA
Sit closer where?

SEAN (reaches back and pulls out a milk crate and sets it next to him)
Here you go. Sit right here. (She does.) Better, isn’t it?

DEBRA
I don’t feel as safe.

SEAN
You’re plenty safe. This is a big ass truck. Nothing safer. Um, hold on to my seatbelt.

DEBRA (she does)
I think I’d feel-

SEAN
Here. Let me pull over. (He does. We hear air brakes and gears shifting and grinding as he comes to a stop.) That better?

DEBRA
Yeah. That’s better. Thanks.

SEAN
Pretty night. You get a good view up this high.

DEBRA
Uh-hunh. Sean. Can I say something?

SEAN
Sure, Debra.

DEBRA
It’s nice to meet you in person after weeks on-line.

SEAN
Ditto.

DEBRA
You’re not exactly what I expected.

SEAN
Really? You’re exactly what I thought you’d be. Maybe prettier, though. (He winks.)

DEBRA
I thought you worked in the import industry.

SEAN
Oh, I see. Yes, I did. But I don’t anymore. I went into business for myself.

DEBRA
Recently?

SEAN
Just last week.

DEBRA
I see.

SEAN
I transitioned from buying and selling to distribution.

DEBRA
This truck isn’t just for fun, then.

SEAN
Oh, it is. It’s a helluva lot of fun. But, yeah, it’s also where I work. I’ve always wanted to drive a truck, so, hey, I’m following my dream. Seize the day! That sort of thing.

DEBRA
Well, that’s a good thing, I guess.

SEAN
Getting laid off helped me make the decision.

DEBRA
Hmm.

SEAN
Best thing that ever happened to me. Really, really. Took all my credit cards and bought this sweet rig.

DEBRA
How about we get out of your workplace go back to your home? Give me a tour of your house. Relax with some wine.

SEAN
Okay. (He stands, takes her hand, and takes a step back from the chairs.) Welcome to my humble abode.

DEBRA
You live in a truck.

SEAN
Oh, it’s made for it. That shelf pulls down into a bed. And, if you still want some wine, there’s some Thunderbird and paper cups in that cubbyhole.

DEBRA
I thought you owned a townhouse.

SEAN
Owned is right. The bank owns it now. And good riddance. Nothing but a pain with all those bills and room.

DEBRA
Sean. I’m not sure about this. At all. I think you’re in a time of transition. You need to work things out.

SEAN
I see. You’ve already made a decision about me.

DEBRA
I’m here. I came all the way from Ohio to be with you for the whole weekend. We may as well make the best of it. (Picks up a coffee can.) Hey, I’ll make some coffee. Is there a foldout kitchen I’m not seeing?

SEAN
That’s where I poop.

DEBRA
Ew.

SEAN
Don’t open the lid.

(Blackout)

2 comments:

idjar said...

At least he had the good sense to use up his credit cards.

sergi said...

i wonder if he does his dishes underneath that lid.