The Bus Stop Scene 4
The Bus Stop
Scene 1
A women is standing at a bus stop waiting for the bus. She looks kind of worried and looks down the street to see if the bus is coming every few minutes. She is a young woman. In her early 20's. It is the end of the fall so she has a long jacket, gloves, and a scarf. After a few moments a man, also in early 20's, enters on stage and stands next to her waits for the bus.
Jack: Hi.
Brylee: Hello.
Jack: Bus running late?
Brylee: I suppose so.
Jack: Well it was supposed to come at 11:25 and it is now 11:30.
Brylee: Then I guess you're right, unless we missed it already. Then it came on time.
Jack: How long have you been waiting for?
Brylee: Oh I don't know, 15-20 minutes.
Jack: Then we couldn't have missed it. It must be running late.
Brylee: I suppose you're right again.
Jack: I guess so. (A Beat) My name’s Jack by the way.
Brylee: What?
Jack: My name. It's Jack. I realized that I didn't introduce myself before.
Brylee: Oh.
Jack: It's just, I felt rude for not telling you before conversing with you.
Brylee: It's not rude when it is meant to be small talk to make the time pass by.
Jack: I didn't want you to think I was strange.
Brylee: You are a stranger.
Jack: I was a stranger. I'm not anymore.
Brylee: How so?
Jack: You know my name.
Brylee: Yes, but you do not know mine. So you are still the stranger.
Jack: Well you and I both know my name but we both don't know your name so you are the stranger here.
Brylee: You seem to never be wrong.
Jack: It's a gift.
Brylee: Or a curse.
Jack: It depends on how you look at it really. (A beat.) The bus seems to be really late today.
Brylee: Seems so.
Jack: Are you going to stay as a stranger?
Brylee: Why shouldn't I? In a few moments the bus will come, we will get on and depart on our separate ways possibly never seeing each other again, becoming strangers once more.
Jack: Possibly, meaning a chance of seeing each other again.
Brylee: No likely.
Jack: But possible.
Brylee: The chances of that happening are slim to none.
Jack: Just like the chances of us meeting here yet here we are.
Brylee: But it happening again…
Jack: Is possible. Everything is possible.
Brylee: Why is this so important?
Jack: Well, I would like to refer to you with your name instead of “that girl” when I tell my buddies about the wonderful conversation I had at the bus stop.
Brylee: What's so wonderful about it? I am completely dismissing what you are saying. What is there to brag about in that?
Jack: The fact that you are still talking to me. If you were completely dismissing what I was saying you would have left a while ago.
Brylee: I have to take the bus.
Jack: Then you would have ignored me or hinted to me that you did not want to continue to talk to me; which you haven't done, unless I am blind.
Brylee: You are not blind. You are correct.
Jack: Three for three.
Brylee: But the conversation we are having is nothing to brag about. I am still just a stranger.
Jack: How many strangers have you had these types of conversations with?
Brylee: None. You seem to be a different type.
Jack: No. I am Jack. You didn't forget, did you?
Brylee: No, I didn't.
Jack: Good. And I wouldn't forget yours if I had a name for you.
Brylee: I’m sure you wouldn’t.
Jack: Then why be strangers? If we are going to remember each other’s names, there is no way that we can be strangers.
Brylee: If I don’t give you my name then we can.
Jack: So I guess it is up to you if we stay as strangers or not.
Brylee: Looks like it.
Jack: Which will it be?
Brylee: Don’t you know? You’ve know everything so far.
Jack: I’m afraid I don’t know the answer to this question. I think I know but I could be wrong.
Brylee: Then I guess you will have to just wait and find out.
Jack: I hope that I am right.
Brylee: You haven’t been wrong yet.
Jack: I know.
Brylee: What do you think the answer is?
Jack: You will have to wait and find out too.
Brylee: I see.
The sound of a bus stopping.
Jack: It seems we have run out of time. That’s my bus. Are you taking this one?
Brylee: No. Mine is the number 4.
Jack: Well, it was a pleasure talking to you. Even if I have to refer to you as “that girl”. Maybe I will see you again. It’s a possibility. Goodbye.
Brylee: Wait
Jack: Yes?
Brylee: My name’s Brylee.
Jack: Then I will see you around Brylee.
Brylee: Ok.
Jack: Four for four.
Jack exits and leaves Brylee smiling
End Scene
Scene 2
Brylee is waiting once again at the bus stop. It is a week later, the same day. She is also once again looking around, kind of worried about something but we still don’t know what. Jack enters and goes to the bus stop also. He looks around and then realizes that it is her. She doesn’t see him yet and he walks up behind her unnoticed.
Jack- Hello.
Brylee- Look, I told you I don’t hav- Turns around. Oh, it’s you. Hello. Sorry.
Jack- It’s alright. I see this is going to be a weekly thing.
Brylee- What is?
Jack- Us meeting. This is two weeks in a row, on the same day that we have bumped into each other.
Brylee- Oh, I guess so.
Jack- So what was the slim to none thing you were talking about before? Something about it not being possible?
Bryless- Well, you should have known that this would have happened.
Jack- How so?
Brylee- You said that we would meet again and the chances of you being wrong are a lot more smaller.
Jack- That it is. Are you going to be here every Thursday?
Brylee- Yes, I am.
Jack- Wow, me too. We should make it a weekly event.
Brylee- And what is this weekly event?
Jack- Us meeting here. I mean, we are more than just strangers now we’re-
Brylee- Associates.
Jack- Okay, and people who are associates meet together. A lot.
Brylee- Not a lot.
Jack- Okay, but weekly anyways.
Brylee- Even so, it looks like we will anyways. Not like we have a choice.
Jack- That’s right. So looks like you’re stuck with me every week. Lucky you.
Brylee- Maybe.
Jack- We’ll see.
Brylee- Yup.
Jack- Besides, I think after our session today we will be more then just associates.
Brylee- Now what makes you think that?
Jack- Well I got you to give me your name last time.
Brylee- Like you’d remember.
Jack- Now Brylee, give me more credit than that. Why would I forget such a wonderful name?
Brylee- Still we won’t be anything more than associates. We won’t be anything that you are thinking of.
Jack- And what am I thinking of?
Brylee- You know, more than just associates. You want what every guy out there wants to be with a girl. They want a girl and be…Be…
Jack- Friends? Then I guess you are right. Wow, look who has all the answers now.
Brylee- That’s all? You mean to tell me you been doing your smart charming remarks just to be friends?
Jack- You think I’m charming?
Brylee- I, no. I meant the way you. That’s not what I meant. A beat. You had no interest beyond friends?
Jack- No. Not yet anyways. Now that you think I am charming, maybe I should try to win you over to something more.
Brylee- I don’t think you’re charming.
Jack- Oh really?
Brylee- Yes. Matter of fact, I think you are the opposite of charming.
Jack- And what would that be?
Brylee- It’s, it’s.
Jack- Wonderful? Amazing? Thrilling?
Brylee- Arrogant.
Bus pulls up.
Jack- Really?
Brylee- Yes.
Jack- Well, do you know what I think?
Brylee- What?
Jack- I think that you think I’m charming.
He gets on the bus and it pulls away leaving her there speechless.
End Scene
Scene 3
Brylee is at the bus stop waiting for a bus, alone again. Her cell phone rings and she answers it.
Brylee: Hello? Oh, hello. It’s in? And? Do I match? That’s great. How is she? Ok. Well at least it’s not worst. Yes, got to always look on the brighter side of things. Uh huh. Ok. Well, when will we do this? Anytime is good with me. My schedule is free and if it is not I can make it free. Monday is fine. It’s prefect. Alright so when do we start to prepare? Today is great. I can make it there in 40 minutes or more. I just got to wait for the number 4 bus. It’s always late when I am trying to get there to visit her. Oh, you know what I will just grab a taxi so I will be there in 15 minutes. Alright. I will see you then. Thank you so much. Of course I want to do this. She is my other half. Nothing would ever stop me from doing this. Ok, goodbye. (She hangs up and waves for a taxi. She gets in it/walks offstage and someone else walks on and waits for the bus. A few moments past and Jack walks onstage with a flower in one hand. He walks up to the person thinking that they are Brylee)
Jack: Ready for out appointment? (Walks in front of them holding the flower up) Oh, I’m sorry I thought you were my, huh, my associate. I am meeting with her. Here. Today.
Women: You bring all your associates flowers?
Jack: Oh, ah, yes.
Women: What a gentlemen you are.
Jack: Yes, well, I try. Uh, I am just going sit down, here, and wait. Sorry. (He sits and she turns and “gets on a bus”. He sits in silence for a few moments and the lights fade down on him setting the flower down on the bench next to him.)
End Scene
Scene Four
It is now spring and Brylee is sitting waiting for the bus. She is wearing a black rain jacket with the hood over half her face and her arms crossed and her body almost curled up into a ball, hiding from the world. Jack enters and after a few moments begins to slowly examine the person sitting on the bench. He sits down next to her.
Jack: Brylee? Is that you?
Brylee: (Doesn’t look up) Whoever you are, just leave me alone.
Jack: Are you ok? I haven’t seen you in months. You know, you’ve missed all our appointments.
Brylee: Oh, Jack, it’s you.
Jack: Here, this is for you. (He hands her the flower.)
Brylee: (looking up for the first time.) What is this?
Jack: Most people call it a flower.
Brylee: Yes, I know that, but what for?
Jack: One for every weekly meeting. Although, you’ve missed out on all the other flowers these past few months. A woman named Sue has been taking them. I think she is ready for me to move her up from the associate’s level, which I am no way ready to make.
(Brylee Smirks)
Jack: Oh is that a smile?
Brylee: Hardly.
Jack: It was close.
Brylee: Please, Jack, not today or any day.
Jack: Why not? We have a lot to catch up on.
Brylee: There is nothing to catch up on. We are merely two people who have crossed paths at a bus stop.
Jack: For a reason.
Brylee: That is unimportant.
Jack: Or very. Depending on who is looking I guess.
Brylee: Shouldn’t you know? Mr. Right…
Jack: For something unimportant, you sure remember a lot about it.
Brylee: A curse, just like you being right.
Jack: Or a gift. See, we’re doing it again. Just like the good old times.
Brylee: We are doing nothing but waiting for a bus.
The sound of a bus pulls up.
Jack: Oh, we’re out of time, there’s the number 4 bus and you are leaving.
Brylee: I’m not take the number 4 anymore… I stopped a week ago.
Jack: Oh, which one are you taking today?
Brylee: Today, I’ll be taking 7E.
Jack: Oh, you know that’s my bus? You sure you’re not trying to catch up on things and progress our relationship?
Brylee: No. Just taking the bus.
Jack: Where to?
Brylee: Nowhere.
Jack: Everyone take a bus somewhere.
Brylee: Jesus Jack, don’t you know when to just stop? When someone gives you a hint to just shut up? I’m taking it to the Jackson stop to go to the Morrins Funeral Home to pick out a coffin for my partner who just passed away a week ago. That’s why I don’t take 4 anymore and that’s why I am taking 7E.
The sound of a bus pulling up. Brylee hands the flower back.
Jack: Brylee, I’m sorry. I didn’t. I was just trying to be-
Brylee: Charming? See, we are strangers because if not, then you would have known this about me but you don’t. You’re just some guy waiting for a bus.
Jack: I want to know about you though and I-
Brylee: Well, you won’t so save it for the next stranger that waits at a bus stop or talk to Sue who is going for what you want.
Jack: I’m sorry, I was wrong.
Brylee: Wow, Mr. Right is Mr. Wrong?
Jack: We should get on the bus. It’s about to leave.
Brylee: Yes, we should. (She starts to leave)
Jack: Brylee, wait. Next week, or the next or after; I’ll be here if you want to talk. Just me the stranger, waiting for a bus to take me home.
Brylee doesn’t say anything. She only turns and exits. Jack leaves the flower on the bench and slowly exits too.
Scene 1
A women is standing at a bus stop waiting for the bus. She looks kind of worried and looks down the street to see if the bus is coming every few minutes. She is a young woman. In her early 20's. It is the end of the fall so she has a long jacket, gloves, and a scarf. After a few moments a man, also in early 20's, enters on stage and stands next to her waits for the bus.
Jack: Hi.
Brylee: Hello.
Jack: Bus running late?
Brylee: I suppose so.
Jack: Well it was supposed to come at 11:25 and it is now 11:30.
Brylee: Then I guess you're right, unless we missed it already. Then it came on time.
Jack: How long have you been waiting for?
Brylee: Oh I don't know, 15-20 minutes.
Jack: Then we couldn't have missed it. It must be running late.
Brylee: I suppose you're right again.
Jack: I guess so. (A Beat) My name’s Jack by the way.
Brylee: What?
Jack: My name. It's Jack. I realized that I didn't introduce myself before.
Brylee: Oh.
Jack: It's just, I felt rude for not telling you before conversing with you.
Brylee: It's not rude when it is meant to be small talk to make the time pass by.
Jack: I didn't want you to think I was strange.
Brylee: You are a stranger.
Jack: I was a stranger. I'm not anymore.
Brylee: How so?
Jack: You know my name.
Brylee: Yes, but you do not know mine. So you are still the stranger.
Jack: Well you and I both know my name but we both don't know your name so you are the stranger here.
Brylee: You seem to never be wrong.
Jack: It's a gift.
Brylee: Or a curse.
Jack: It depends on how you look at it really. (A beat.) The bus seems to be really late today.
Brylee: Seems so.
Jack: Are you going to stay as a stranger?
Brylee: Why shouldn't I? In a few moments the bus will come, we will get on and depart on our separate ways possibly never seeing each other again, becoming strangers once more.
Jack: Possibly, meaning a chance of seeing each other again.
Brylee: No likely.
Jack: But possible.
Brylee: The chances of that happening are slim to none.
Jack: Just like the chances of us meeting here yet here we are.
Brylee: But it happening again…
Jack: Is possible. Everything is possible.
Brylee: Why is this so important?
Jack: Well, I would like to refer to you with your name instead of “that girl” when I tell my buddies about the wonderful conversation I had at the bus stop.
Brylee: What's so wonderful about it? I am completely dismissing what you are saying. What is there to brag about in that?
Jack: The fact that you are still talking to me. If you were completely dismissing what I was saying you would have left a while ago.
Brylee: I have to take the bus.
Jack: Then you would have ignored me or hinted to me that you did not want to continue to talk to me; which you haven't done, unless I am blind.
Brylee: You are not blind. You are correct.
Jack: Three for three.
Brylee: But the conversation we are having is nothing to brag about. I am still just a stranger.
Jack: How many strangers have you had these types of conversations with?
Brylee: None. You seem to be a different type.
Jack: No. I am Jack. You didn't forget, did you?
Brylee: No, I didn't.
Jack: Good. And I wouldn't forget yours if I had a name for you.
Brylee: I’m sure you wouldn’t.
Jack: Then why be strangers? If we are going to remember each other’s names, there is no way that we can be strangers.
Brylee: If I don’t give you my name then we can.
Jack: So I guess it is up to you if we stay as strangers or not.
Brylee: Looks like it.
Jack: Which will it be?
Brylee: Don’t you know? You’ve know everything so far.
Jack: I’m afraid I don’t know the answer to this question. I think I know but I could be wrong.
Brylee: Then I guess you will have to just wait and find out.
Jack: I hope that I am right.
Brylee: You haven’t been wrong yet.
Jack: I know.
Brylee: What do you think the answer is?
Jack: You will have to wait and find out too.
Brylee: I see.
The sound of a bus stopping.
Jack: It seems we have run out of time. That’s my bus. Are you taking this one?
Brylee: No. Mine is the number 4.
Jack: Well, it was a pleasure talking to you. Even if I have to refer to you as “that girl”. Maybe I will see you again. It’s a possibility. Goodbye.
Brylee: Wait
Jack: Yes?
Brylee: My name’s Brylee.
Jack: Then I will see you around Brylee.
Brylee: Ok.
Jack: Four for four.
Jack exits and leaves Brylee smiling
End Scene
Scene 2
Brylee is waiting once again at the bus stop. It is a week later, the same day. She is also once again looking around, kind of worried about something but we still don’t know what. Jack enters and goes to the bus stop also. He looks around and then realizes that it is her. She doesn’t see him yet and he walks up behind her unnoticed.
Jack- Hello.
Brylee- Look, I told you I don’t hav- Turns around. Oh, it’s you. Hello. Sorry.
Jack- It’s alright. I see this is going to be a weekly thing.
Brylee- What is?
Jack- Us meeting. This is two weeks in a row, on the same day that we have bumped into each other.
Brylee- Oh, I guess so.
Jack- So what was the slim to none thing you were talking about before? Something about it not being possible?
Bryless- Well, you should have known that this would have happened.
Jack- How so?
Brylee- You said that we would meet again and the chances of you being wrong are a lot more smaller.
Jack- That it is. Are you going to be here every Thursday?
Brylee- Yes, I am.
Jack- Wow, me too. We should make it a weekly event.
Brylee- And what is this weekly event?
Jack- Us meeting here. I mean, we are more than just strangers now we’re-
Brylee- Associates.
Jack- Okay, and people who are associates meet together. A lot.
Brylee- Not a lot.
Jack- Okay, but weekly anyways.
Brylee- Even so, it looks like we will anyways. Not like we have a choice.
Jack- That’s right. So looks like you’re stuck with me every week. Lucky you.
Brylee- Maybe.
Jack- We’ll see.
Brylee- Yup.
Jack- Besides, I think after our session today we will be more then just associates.
Brylee- Now what makes you think that?
Jack- Well I got you to give me your name last time.
Brylee- Like you’d remember.
Jack- Now Brylee, give me more credit than that. Why would I forget such a wonderful name?
Brylee- Still we won’t be anything more than associates. We won’t be anything that you are thinking of.
Jack- And what am I thinking of?
Brylee- You know, more than just associates. You want what every guy out there wants to be with a girl. They want a girl and be…Be…
Jack- Friends? Then I guess you are right. Wow, look who has all the answers now.
Brylee- That’s all? You mean to tell me you been doing your smart charming remarks just to be friends?
Jack- You think I’m charming?
Brylee- I, no. I meant the way you. That’s not what I meant. A beat. You had no interest beyond friends?
Jack- No. Not yet anyways. Now that you think I am charming, maybe I should try to win you over to something more.
Brylee- I don’t think you’re charming.
Jack- Oh really?
Brylee- Yes. Matter of fact, I think you are the opposite of charming.
Jack- And what would that be?
Brylee- It’s, it’s.
Jack- Wonderful? Amazing? Thrilling?
Brylee- Arrogant.
Bus pulls up.
Jack- Really?
Brylee- Yes.
Jack- Well, do you know what I think?
Brylee- What?
Jack- I think that you think I’m charming.
He gets on the bus and it pulls away leaving her there speechless.
End Scene
Scene 3
Brylee is at the bus stop waiting for a bus, alone again. Her cell phone rings and she answers it.
Brylee: Hello? Oh, hello. It’s in? And? Do I match? That’s great. How is she? Ok. Well at least it’s not worst. Yes, got to always look on the brighter side of things. Uh huh. Ok. Well, when will we do this? Anytime is good with me. My schedule is free and if it is not I can make it free. Monday is fine. It’s prefect. Alright so when do we start to prepare? Today is great. I can make it there in 40 minutes or more. I just got to wait for the number 4 bus. It’s always late when I am trying to get there to visit her. Oh, you know what I will just grab a taxi so I will be there in 15 minutes. Alright. I will see you then. Thank you so much. Of course I want to do this. She is my other half. Nothing would ever stop me from doing this. Ok, goodbye. (She hangs up and waves for a taxi. She gets in it/walks offstage and someone else walks on and waits for the bus. A few moments past and Jack walks onstage with a flower in one hand. He walks up to the person thinking that they are Brylee)
Jack: Ready for out appointment? (Walks in front of them holding the flower up) Oh, I’m sorry I thought you were my, huh, my associate. I am meeting with her. Here. Today.
Women: You bring all your associates flowers?
Jack: Oh, ah, yes.
Women: What a gentlemen you are.
Jack: Yes, well, I try. Uh, I am just going sit down, here, and wait. Sorry. (He sits and she turns and “gets on a bus”. He sits in silence for a few moments and the lights fade down on him setting the flower down on the bench next to him.)
End Scene
Scene Four
It is now spring and Brylee is sitting waiting for the bus. She is wearing a black rain jacket with the hood over half her face and her arms crossed and her body almost curled up into a ball, hiding from the world. Jack enters and after a few moments begins to slowly examine the person sitting on the bench. He sits down next to her.
Jack: Brylee? Is that you?
Brylee: (Doesn’t look up) Whoever you are, just leave me alone.
Jack: Are you ok? I haven’t seen you in months. You know, you’ve missed all our appointments.
Brylee: Oh, Jack, it’s you.
Jack: Here, this is for you. (He hands her the flower.)
Brylee: (looking up for the first time.) What is this?
Jack: Most people call it a flower.
Brylee: Yes, I know that, but what for?
Jack: One for every weekly meeting. Although, you’ve missed out on all the other flowers these past few months. A woman named Sue has been taking them. I think she is ready for me to move her up from the associate’s level, which I am no way ready to make.
(Brylee Smirks)
Jack: Oh is that a smile?
Brylee: Hardly.
Jack: It was close.
Brylee: Please, Jack, not today or any day.
Jack: Why not? We have a lot to catch up on.
Brylee: There is nothing to catch up on. We are merely two people who have crossed paths at a bus stop.
Jack: For a reason.
Brylee: That is unimportant.
Jack: Or very. Depending on who is looking I guess.
Brylee: Shouldn’t you know? Mr. Right…
Jack: For something unimportant, you sure remember a lot about it.
Brylee: A curse, just like you being right.
Jack: Or a gift. See, we’re doing it again. Just like the good old times.
Brylee: We are doing nothing but waiting for a bus.
The sound of a bus pulls up.
Jack: Oh, we’re out of time, there’s the number 4 bus and you are leaving.
Brylee: I’m not take the number 4 anymore… I stopped a week ago.
Jack: Oh, which one are you taking today?
Brylee: Today, I’ll be taking 7E.
Jack: Oh, you know that’s my bus? You sure you’re not trying to catch up on things and progress our relationship?
Brylee: No. Just taking the bus.
Jack: Where to?
Brylee: Nowhere.
Jack: Everyone take a bus somewhere.
Brylee: Jesus Jack, don’t you know when to just stop? When someone gives you a hint to just shut up? I’m taking it to the Jackson stop to go to the Morrins Funeral Home to pick out a coffin for my partner who just passed away a week ago. That’s why I don’t take 4 anymore and that’s why I am taking 7E.
The sound of a bus pulling up. Brylee hands the flower back.
Jack: Brylee, I’m sorry. I didn’t. I was just trying to be-
Brylee: Charming? See, we are strangers because if not, then you would have known this about me but you don’t. You’re just some guy waiting for a bus.
Jack: I want to know about you though and I-
Brylee: Well, you won’t so save it for the next stranger that waits at a bus stop or talk to Sue who is going for what you want.
Jack: I’m sorry, I was wrong.
Brylee: Wow, Mr. Right is Mr. Wrong?
Jack: We should get on the bus. It’s about to leave.
Brylee: Yes, we should. (She starts to leave)
Jack: Brylee, wait. Next week, or the next or after; I’ll be here if you want to talk. Just me the stranger, waiting for a bus to take me home.
Brylee doesn’t say anything. She only turns and exits. Jack leaves the flower on the bench and slowly exits too.