WPAUL

Sunday, April 14, 2013

New act One

New opening scene:

act 1
scene 1

chaos, the stage goes dark and suddenly sirens and loud noises can be heard.
two men enter, Marq and Tommy, Marq is carrying Tommy

Marq takes an epi-pen out of his bag and gives it to Tommy who can't breathe, tommy is unconscious tommy awakens quickly

Tommy: Where are we? What's happening
Marq: just stay calm, I just gave you an Epi-pen!
Tommy: why?
Marq: you couldn't breathe, do you have allergies to food?
Tommy: shellfish but nothing out of the ordinary
Marq: you don't know what just happened?:
Tommy: No, where are we, who are you?
Marq: I am Marq with a q
Tommy: I'm tommy, what happened?

Marq: You don't know?
Tommy: No last I knew I was at work, where are we?
Marq; Columbia Presperterian Hospital, but not in a hospital room I think...

Tommy: what happened?
Marq: You don't know?

T: No
M: Some planes hit the World Trade Center
T: WHAT?
end of scene one

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Scene 2

Scene 2

(Blinding light fades)
(One hour or so later)

(Both men lay in their makeshift cots, quietly)

M: You ok?

T: Who did this? Is there more? Wish we had a radio, the wifi on m phone isn't working.

M: Don't know. This is unreal.

T: Is this an attack?

M: I guess so.

T: Why?

M: Dunno

T: You're shaking. I got some pot. May relax us, they seem to have forgotten us here. Let's try to relax. What do you do? I'm a backup singer for Madonna and Duran Duran.

M: Just a banker, well IT guy at a bank.

T: What can we do to get our mind off this?

M: Why don't you show me some singing?

T: I could use my iPhone for that but is have to sing over it.

M: As if I'd mind.

T: Any requests?

M: You choose.

T: Hmmm. Ok. I'll surprise you.

(T gets his iPhone ready, starts playing LA ISLA BONITA, involves M as much as he can).

M: Wow, you're good!

T: Ahh, come on...really?

M: Really

T: Thanks...

(Interrupted by sirens, outside screaming, etc.)

T and M: Oh my god! They're falling! What the fuck is this?

(Whiteout)

(Both return to their cots, stunned)

DON'T FEAR THE REFLEX

DON'T FEAR THE REFLEX!

Act 1

Stage goes blinding white.

Suddenly a very loud plane goes over the audiences head followed by a very loud collision crash.

2 men enter, Marq and Tommy. Marq is carrying Tommy who is struggling to breathe.

Marq takes off his nap sack and takes out an Epi-Pen and opens it and slams it into Tommy's leg and Tommy quickly jumps up to the window.

Tommy: What the fuck?

Marq: You were having an allergic reaction. My nephew has them so I Carry an Epi-Pen with me.

Tommy: But I didn't consume anything I'm allergic to?

Marq: Probably in the dust.

Tommy: Well thanks. Where are we? What happened. Looks like World War III out there!

Marq: You don't know?

T: No what?

M: A plane hit the World Trade Center.

T. Impossible, I was just there. Where am I?

M: They put us in this room at Columbia Prespertyrian Hospital. It's an office.

T: What?

M:Ran out of hospital beds I heard. You ok?

T: Little worse for wear but ok I guess. I'm Tommy, thanks for saving my life. How did you know?

M: I'm Marq. Not hard when you've seen it.

T: Well thanks.

M: You're welcome.

(Second plane loud overhead. Another crash)

T and M: What the hell was that?

(They both go to the window and freeze. The whiteout blinds)

(End of Scene 1)

Thursday, March 7, 2013

My play has a title!

Finally, after my dear departed friend Marc's last request, I'm writing a play.

Finally found a title.

Drum roll please...

DON'T FEAR THE REFLEX!
Whatcha think???