Week 17, Day 113 - "Prom Night"

“Prom Night”
Written by Joe Janes
5/12/09
113 of 365

CAST:
Janet, 40s
Monty, 40s
Julie, 17
Dante, 17

(Lights up on Janet and Monty in the living room of their home. Monty is reading the newspaper. Janet is knitting. The doorbell rings.)

JANET (getting up)

I’ll bet that’s Dante. Julie, he’s here!

MONTY (getting up)

I’ll grab the door.

JULIE (off)

I’ll be down in a second, Mom.

MONTY (opening door)

Hey, there, Dante. Come on in.

(Dante enters wearing a tuxedo and carrying a corsage.)

DANTE

Thanks, Mr. Boone.

MONTY

Call me Monty.

DANTE

Okay.

JANET

Look at you. Such a handsome young man, Dante. Oh, I’ll go get the camera.

(She exits)

MONTY

Excited about tonight, Dante?

DANTE

Yes, Monty.

MONTY

I’ll bet you are. Listen, I want to make sure you treat my daughter-

DANTE

Oh, rest assured, Mister- Monty, I’ll be treating your daughter Julie like a perfect gentleman.

MONTY

Oh, I’m sure you will. You’re a good kid, Dante. Soon to be a man, right?

DANTE

Sure.

MONTY (takes out his wallet)

Listen, Dante, I want to make sure you treat my daughter to a nice hotel. You hear? A nice one. This should cover the cost of a nice room at the Marriott.

(He hands Dante a hundred dollar bill.)

DANTE

Um. Wow. We weren’t planning on getting a hotel room.

MONTY

I know, I know. Some after prom thing in the Fleming’s rec room basement. Dante, Julie is a special girl. She’s my princess. She doesn’t deserve to be finger banged in a beanbag chair under a black light and black velvet leopard poster. You’re going to nail her in a good and proper fashion. We clear?

JANET (entering)

Here’s the camera!

MONTY

We’re clear?

(Dante gulps and nods.)

DANTE

Yes, sir. I will do my best.

JANET

Oh, and here comes the prom queen.

(Julie enters in a tasteful prom dress.)

JULIE

I’m not the queen, Mom. Just a prom peasant, right now.

JANET

Well, you look like a queen to me.

MONTY

Me, too.

JULIE

Hi, Dante.

DANTE

Hi, Julie. You look beautiful.

JULIE

Thanks.

JANET

Oh, my God, I’m going to explode if I don’t take your picture. Get together, get together.

(They do and they pose for a picture.)

DANTE

We should probably get going.

JANET

Oh, wait. Just a moment. I have something for you Julie.

(She exits.)

MONTY

You kids have a great time. A great time. Dante, if I don’t see a smile on my daughter’s face for the next month, we’re going to have words.

(They all laugh.)

MONTY

I’m serious.

JANET (entering carrying a small tote bag)

Here, here. It’s a little “kit” I made for after the prom.

JULIE (looking in bag)

Wine, mom? You got us wine?

JANET

Shhhh, that’s just for the two of you.

JULIE

And condoms?

MONTY

That’s just for the two of you, too.

JANET

But there are extras if you need them.

MONTY

Ah, hell. The more the merrier, right?

JULIE

I feel so lucky to have parents like you.

DANTE

I feel lucky… too.

JANET

And take the camera. I want lots of pictures.

MONTY

Of everything. Everything. Bring back some action shots.

DANTE

Okay, well, I guess we should be going, now.

JULIE

Bye mom and dad. And thanks.

(They exit.)

MONTY (yelling out the door)

Remember Dante. Be a gentleman. Make sure the girl gets off first, then you. Follow that guideline and no woman will ever complain about how you are in the sack. Right, Mom?

JANET

It’s true! (Beat) They grow up so fast.

MONTY

Hey, looks like we have the house to ourselves.

JULIE

I’ll get the black light, you get the beanbag chair.

MONTY

Hot dog!

(Blackout)