It takes, Part One Volume 12

It takes, Part One Volume 12

The old man and the lady are sitting in the front cab of a truck. The overhead light is on and they are searching the front of the cab for something. The front part of the cab is littered with dirty cups and wrappers. The CB crackles. They are shuffling through the debris when they both stop abruptly.

Franni: Did you hear that?
(They both stop and listen to the darkness. There is another thump)
Franni: Now don’t tell me that you didn’t hear that
Old Man: Oh I heard it quite clear my dear
(They both sit in stunned silence. The thumping comes again, this time is more thumping before)
Franni: Jesus Christ Tedd you are a god damn good for nothing son of a bitch, you know that? (She swings her arm at him, he ducks and misses it. She is still pissed) Well, for fuck sake, (she sits forward again) I should have known, god damnit, I should have known that you are a good for nothing son of a bitch with nothing to offer. (The thump again) GOOD GOD OF JESUS TEDD
Old Man: (Sits sideways) Now Franni, that ain’t fair! I gone done the best I could with the situation
Franni: You ain’t done no shit with no situation is what you done Teddy boy. (She starts to look through things again. Tedd sits straight and breaths) Well, christ, you moron help me, god damnit, I’m not doin’ your dirty work for you.
Old Man: (He starts to dig through the debris again) Oh, that Cheeto bag!
Franni: (Fuming) Oh that Cheeto- God bless ya Tedd, you help me find this- or so help me I will snap your little neck in half. (Keeps digging) it’s in here, right? (Tedd doesn’t answer) I’m talking to you moron
Old Man: HUH?
Franni: Don’t you dare Huh me sonny. I’ll wipe that shit grin off your face so fast you wont be able to breathe for a year. Now christ help me with this. It’s in here right? You put it in here
Old Man: I think I did
Franni: oh great, you think you put the rifle in the car but your not sure, which is fine because there is just wolves out in the woods tonight and we happen to have a half dead man in the god damn cabin of this hitch and you don’t know if you brought the damn rifle? Are you a god damn moron, is that what you are?
(The old man is silent, he stops digging)
so you are a blessed moron…I thought so. (The thumping starts again. She begins to dig through her purse) I have it in here somewhere (she pulls out a hand gun) my lovely. (Turns to Tedd) Kill him for real now, none of this half killing him and then leaving him in the woods to run home and identify our asses.
Old Man (He turns to her) I’m- (He hesitates) I really think- (He looks down)
Franni: I don’t give a shit about what you think, do it (handing him the gun)
Old Man: Fran, come on…isn’t it over yet? (Silence) I- (Looks at Fran) That’s my son
BEAT
BEAT
(Fran points the gun at his face, the Old Man turns to look out the window. She shoots him point blank in the cab of the truck. There is no emotion on her face. She sits straight after. The thumping begins again)