SCENE VI 2:00 Color
pulling into the driveway, Alan slams driver’s door. Beth leaves, says goodbye,
they embrace. She then leaves. Alan then opens the backseat door and grabs Michael
by the shoulders. He will drag Michael to the front door, open it, and drag
Michael upstairs. He will then haul Michael onto the bed, flipping the light
off. Alan will then retreat downstairs, muttering “waste of my damn time.” He
will relax on the couch, reading a newspaper, possibly putting on his reading
glasses. The phone will then ring. Alan will pick it up. Remember, it will be at
night, after the bar scene.)
this Mister Wilkes?
would just like to say I am postponing the detonation until Friday at noon,
Chicago time, of course. (Alan glances at his calendar, which notes the day
is Monday) Tell Mister Wilkes this is a generous gift, as it
will give him more time—
hell is this? What do you want?
I’m sorry sir, this is a telephone conversation?
alarmed) Is this a joke?
I mean, yes, ha ha, I fooled you.
up) (Alan looks down at the Caller I.D., which reads “Unknown Caller.” He stares
into space, feeling afraid.)
is seen walking down the street, into a local deli. The scene is “fast forwarded”
and Michael comes out with a turkey sub, which he eats. A gunshot is heard. No
person is around, and Michael quickly runs. A man, aka me, will shoot again, and
realize he is out of ammo.)
rings, Alan answers, for it is at his apartment)
what’s bothering you?
I am still angry about that very embarrassing occurrence yesterday evening. My
girlfriend is mad at me, really, it is not the right time to call.
come on, Alan, I wasn’t that—
you were, you were as drunk as I’ve ever seen you! You drag me into that bar,
then get yourself drunk while I’m sitting there, trying to have a conversation
just relax, I was simply indulging myself excessively with alcohol.
shut up! You think I care about your—
right, Alan, I’m sorry. Is there anything else you wanted to tell me?
I got a
phone call yesterday evening. While you were out cold.
it sounded like a prank call, but I’m not so—
it. Whatever it was, prank calls only try to get your attention. Probably some
kid fooling around—
no kid, Michael.
who the hell was this person?
no idea! It sounded like a grown man.
you should ignore it. If anything the caller wants to get you afraid, freak you
right, I’ll take your word for it.
the house of Lucas Moreno)
Get down here right now, young man.
switches to a small closet, where Sydney is hurrily preparing for an obviously
busy day. It almost immediately switches back)
dear, if you want Marcus to listen, why don’t you go up the stairs and then admonish
I’d—(stumbling for words) I
thought you left!
Lucas, I have been inside this household for the morning. Besides, why would I
leave my husband and son?
As I have
suggested, Lucas, why don’t you go upstairs and try to coax Marcus?
right. (offstage) Marcus!
hurries to a different closet which contains Lucas’ coat, where she opens the
pocket, dropping a pen inside. Lucas walks downstairs)
over to her) What are you doing with my coat, Sydney?
nothing! I was rearranging the coats to make them look nicer.
Well, then, better be off to work.
to put your coat on.
the coat out as he puts his arms into it)
you back here around six.
they do not kiss)
after door shuts, Sydney flips out her cell phone and dials a number)
Come on, come on, dammit! Oh, yes, hello. Why aren’t we ready yet? What is
obstructing us from getting this thing ready? When will we have it done by? (pause)
Friday?! You mean it simply can’t be done earlier? The
only reason I have not divorced my husband is this. If you need just a minute
more than this, I—I will not be happy. (hangs up, looking distraught) (Marcus
enters) What do you want?
you drive me to school today?
honey, just walk.
can’t you see I am busy?
SCENE IX Color
again, a dark room, a single flame can be seen with a wood reflection. No faces
can be seen, voices are hushed)
it to me!
You’ve completed it?
Wilkes, you are impressing me, now we only have to wait three more days. Shall
I grant you a reward this time? Let’s see…several thousand dollars generally does
sir, our currency will be useless once the public has gone mad!
Mr. Wilkes, you are quite wrong. They will, in fact, become more greedy, and therefore
kill for money. However, you must realize that they have no idea we will ultimately
control most of their actions.
This plan is flawless.
utterly brilliant, sir.
We shall ultimately dominate the globe. We shall select only the elite to toil
for us as slave labor. The others we will kill. Kill, I say! You were correct
in saying that this project is flawless, Mr. Wilkes. This world is rampant with
overpopulation. This project will alter just that. This project has been my dream
since I was a little boy. This, Mr. Wilkes, is Project Kokoro.
house of Alan and Michael.
will shuffle through the daily mail and find a mysterious letter, which reads,
“Mr. Aaron Wilkes” There is no postal address, no street or city addresses or
ZIP code, nothing, except this name. Alan will be very ambivalent at this moment—he
will not be sure whether to throw the letter in the fire or keep it for later reference.
Alan eventually strolls over to the blazing fire and tosses it in. This will be
a difficult scene to direct.