Original Stuff: Out There
Author: Stephanie
Genre: Monologue
Title: Out There
Word Count: 679
Rating/Warning: PG-13
Summary: A scene I wrote for my playwright class. It's sort of old, but I've been having the urge to add more original stuff up here.
Out There
[BILL, 43, stands at the front of the stage, looking mildly annoyed. He is slightly over weight and balding, wearing somewhat nice clothes that his mother picked out for him.]
BILL
So, get this… The guy next to me - this stupid asshole who just got out of college and thinks he’s so great - well, he’s chatting it up with this new girl. Kate SomethingorOther, right? And he just keeps talking, and I’m sitting there TRYING to work but he just won’t shut up, right? Just on and on about total shit and this girl, she keeps giggling. She’s hot, right, but she’s got this… this voice that could kill a dog. Yeah, that kinda voice. And between her giggling and his talking, well… - BAM! [Bill punches his own hand] I just sort of snapped.
They were pissed as hell. Said I needed therapy or some shit. I tell you… I wish I’d broken his nose at least. Not even a scratch on him and they send me here. To some fucking Dr. Dobbs… She isn’t even hot, right? Just some bitch who thinks she knows everything about me cause I hit one guy. She said, “William.” I fucking hate it when people call me that. She said, “William, I want you to think back to your childhood.” And I knew I was in trouble when she said that. They only ever ask the ones they think are crazy to do that sort of shit.
She wanted a defining moment. And, well, I tried to tell her about the time I saw Def Leopard in concert but no. She kept saying, “Something that you remember from your childhood.” Kinda slow and soft, like I’m a fucking retard or something. Well, she kept pushing and, I mean, I really just wanted her off my back, and she thought I was crazy anyway, so I thought what could it hurt to tell her.
There was this time in, like, first grade, when I stole Jimmy’s big wheel, right? Well, it wasn’t really stealing. He was this asshole a grade above me, and he didn’t deserve the bike. So I snatched it right away from him and took off as fast as I could. Ran through his and my yard, right down the block, to where my dad and his friends were sitting around drinking, and the second my dad sees me he gets mad as hell. He hates when I see him drinking, cause mom always yelled at him for it. So he’s up, and I’m trying to get away and before I can make it he kicked the bike into the street and - BAM - There’s this bright, bright light. I mean, white as hell and all around me and then these voices…
Time sort of jumped after that, sort of switched around and all, and so I don’t really remember much right after I saw them. UFOs can do that, you know, they have the technology and stuff so that they can go all crazy with time. One minute dad was kicking me and the bike to the street and the next second - bright lights and time warps, and then I wake up in the fucking hospital, right? Guess humans just aren’t made for the bending of space and time.
This doctor, she just nodded and started asking questions about my dad. Told me to come again, that I should set up an appointment. See, people never believe you when you’re trying to tell you the truth. They always have to look for the obvious answer. The one that doesn’t require them to think outside the box. I tell her the truth and she thinks I’m crazy, which is what she wanted anyway. People only hear what they want, right?
Anyway, I should get home. Mom’s gonna be pissed as hell when she finds out I spent all day with a girl, and Dr. Dobbs, she probably needs to call her friends and tell them about the crazy kid and the UFO, right?
Genre: Monologue
Title: Out There
Word Count: 679
Rating/Warning: PG-13
Summary: A scene I wrote for my playwright class. It's sort of old, but I've been having the urge to add more original stuff up here.
Out There
[BILL, 43, stands at the front of the stage, looking mildly annoyed. He is slightly over weight and balding, wearing somewhat nice clothes that his mother picked out for him.]
BILL
So, get this… The guy next to me - this stupid asshole who just got out of college and thinks he’s so great - well, he’s chatting it up with this new girl. Kate SomethingorOther, right? And he just keeps talking, and I’m sitting there TRYING to work but he just won’t shut up, right? Just on and on about total shit and this girl, she keeps giggling. She’s hot, right, but she’s got this… this voice that could kill a dog. Yeah, that kinda voice. And between her giggling and his talking, well… - BAM! [Bill punches his own hand] I just sort of snapped.
They were pissed as hell. Said I needed therapy or some shit. I tell you… I wish I’d broken his nose at least. Not even a scratch on him and they send me here. To some fucking Dr. Dobbs… She isn’t even hot, right? Just some bitch who thinks she knows everything about me cause I hit one guy. She said, “William.” I fucking hate it when people call me that. She said, “William, I want you to think back to your childhood.” And I knew I was in trouble when she said that. They only ever ask the ones they think are crazy to do that sort of shit.
She wanted a defining moment. And, well, I tried to tell her about the time I saw Def Leopard in concert but no. She kept saying, “Something that you remember from your childhood.” Kinda slow and soft, like I’m a fucking retard or something. Well, she kept pushing and, I mean, I really just wanted her off my back, and she thought I was crazy anyway, so I thought what could it hurt to tell her.
There was this time in, like, first grade, when I stole Jimmy’s big wheel, right? Well, it wasn’t really stealing. He was this asshole a grade above me, and he didn’t deserve the bike. So I snatched it right away from him and took off as fast as I could. Ran through his and my yard, right down the block, to where my dad and his friends were sitting around drinking, and the second my dad sees me he gets mad as hell. He hates when I see him drinking, cause mom always yelled at him for it. So he’s up, and I’m trying to get away and before I can make it he kicked the bike into the street and - BAM - There’s this bright, bright light. I mean, white as hell and all around me and then these voices…
Time sort of jumped after that, sort of switched around and all, and so I don’t really remember much right after I saw them. UFOs can do that, you know, they have the technology and stuff so that they can go all crazy with time. One minute dad was kicking me and the bike to the street and the next second - bright lights and time warps, and then I wake up in the fucking hospital, right? Guess humans just aren’t made for the bending of space and time.
This doctor, she just nodded and started asking questions about my dad. Told me to come again, that I should set up an appointment. See, people never believe you when you’re trying to tell you the truth. They always have to look for the obvious answer. The one that doesn’t require them to think outside the box. I tell her the truth and she thinks I’m crazy, which is what she wanted anyway. People only hear what they want, right?
Anyway, I should get home. Mom’s gonna be pissed as hell when she finds out I spent all day with a girl, and Dr. Dobbs, she probably needs to call her friends and tell them about the crazy kid and the UFO, right?