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“Inadvertently Bonding with a Carload of International Coworkers on a Friday Night in a Series of Unknown Location” : A play in five insubstantial acts
June 25, 2006
List of Characters
Hannah : the sensible Scottish* girl
Martin : the curious German* kid
Dom : the outgoing English* boy
Rachel : the apprehensive white girl
Meg : the dreadlock-haired Australian* hippie
Store owner
Cop
*Accents to be exaggerated accordingly.
Act I: 9:00pm, Chesapeake City
Meg: (driving car) “Dude, we need to find someplace to go.”
Hannah: (pointing) “Is that a random disco on the dock down there?”
Meg: “Word!”
Rachel: “They’re going to card us.”
Dom: “We’re international. We’ll get by. And you look 21.”
Act II: 10:15pm, Outdoor Nightclub
Rachel: (among a crowd of dancers) “Dom, will you please stop dancing like that?”
Dom: (shouting above music and dancing wildly) “I’m English! I’ll do what I want!”
Act III: 11:00pm, Boardwalk
Dom: “Four dollars for a beer?! I just bought three at the pub down the street for two!”
Store owner: “Four dollars, sir. We also make excellent custard. (Dom stares unbelievingly at club owner) You know, custard, it’s like ice cream but…”
Dom: “I know what custard is! I’m from England! Not Mars!”
Meg: “We need to bounce, yo, but I’m not going back to camp yet. Let’s go to Ocean City and crash on the beach. Rach, you want to drive my car?”
Rachel: “Yeah, but that’s, like, three hours from here.”
Meg: “Nuh uh, man! It’s, like, an hour. Tops.”
Act IV: Three hours later, Annapolis, Maryland
Rachel: “This is a pretty town.”
Meg: “We’ve been driving for three hours, man. We need to get directions. Rachel, flash the lights at that cop.”
Rachel: “I’m not going to flash that cop.”
(Dom snickers)
Meg: “Dude, flash the cop.”
Rachel: “You can’t just flash a cop!”
Meg: (screaming out of car window) “HEY! HEY COP! HOW DO YOU GET TO OCEAN CITY?!”
Cop: (pulling aside car) Ocean city? (scratches chin, pointing) You need to go about 110 miles that way.”
All: “‘…”
Act V: 3:30am, Random Highway
Martin: “Can we not just go to Philadelphia and walk around for, uh, hour?”
Hannah: “It’s almost four o’clock in the morning Martin. Would you enjoy getting mugged?”
Martin: “Cities are bad in this country during evening?”
Meg: “Who’s up for camp, man?”
Categories: Daily, Dialogue, Traveling
June 25th, 2006 at 9:40 am
Haha! Meg is so funny! Especially when she screamed at the cop. Hilarious. So did you guys go camping in the end?