John is sitting on the couch, talking to Adjin on the phone.
A salty-fresh, sea breeze blows through the Irish lace curtains-blushed pink
with the sunset.
John
‘You want me to go to a tapas bar?’
Just then Aunt Margaret stops, and looks shocked at what she’s
heard. She goes into the kitchen to call Officer Mike.
John
‘So they’re hot little dishes…’
Officer Mike
‘Hi hon.’
Aunt Margaret
‘Can you do me a favor? Sooner than later….could you talk to
John?’
Officer Mike
‘Why? Is he in trouble?’
Aunt Margaret
‘He and some friend are going to a topless bar.’
Officer Mike laughs
‘That’s kinda normal. But I don’t like the idea of him
drinking and driving. And some of the people who go to those places are
rough. I’ll talk to him.’
Aunt Margaret
‘….and the topless women…you left that out.’
Aunt Margaret pokes her head into the Living Room where John
is seated.
John
‘…sounds spicey. I like that…’
Aunt Margaret
‘Thanks. Stay safe.’
Officer Mike
“I will. I might pop over now. I’m on patrol anyway.’
Aunt Margaret
‘Thanks’
Aunt Margaret calls Father Thomas
‘Father are you busy? This is Margaret.’
Father Thomas
‘Yes. What’s on your mind?’
Aunt Margaret
‘Well it’s John. He and some
friends are going to a Topless Bar. I don’t want him falling in with the wrong
kind of people.’
Father Thomas
‘I’ll talk to him. Just because
we can look at certain things, doesn’t mean we should. I’ll come over for a
minutes. We have a good friendship…he’ll listen to me.’
Aunt Margaret
‘Thank you Father. He gets a
little depressed around Father’s Day. But he has to learn not to listen to
certain men and what they want to do.’
John on phone with Adjin
‘I’m just chillin…nothing going
on. Oh wait. Officer Mike just pulled up in the cop car…no lights flashing.
Bummer.
Officer Mike comes in front door.
Smiles and sits across from John
John on phone.
‘Hold on.’
To Officer Mike
‘She’s in the kitchen.’
John turns his head… yells Cops
theme song over couch towards kitchen and Aunt Margaret.
‘Bad, girl, bad girl…whatcha
gonna do when he comes for you.’
Officer Mike
‘Actually, I’m here for you.’
John
‘Awkward.’
Officer Mike
‘You know when you first get out in the world. You want to
see everything. The world. New York. Umm, naked women…’
John
‘But then as you get old… you don’t want to see naked women?
When does that happen?’
Officer Mike
‘My point is…it’s ok to want to see naked women….’
Father Thomas enters the room just then.
Father Thomas
‘It’s not o.k to want to see naked women. Until you marry
one. That’s what makes it special.’
John
‘Hi Father. My Aunt is in the kitchen. You raising money for
something?’
Father Thomas
‘No. I’m here for you.’
John
‘k’
Officer Mike
‘But some places that have naked women. Well the people who
hang out there aren’t that nice. And some of those dancing women on the poles…they
don’t even like men. Lesbians. ‘
John to Adjin on the phone
‘Officer Mike is talking about naked Lesbian dancers on
poles…no…it’s a bad thing…hold on. My Priest is here too. Naked women are for
married guys. Really, Muslim guys hear that too? Hmm.’
John to Officer Mike
‘I have Lesbain friends in New York…they’re actually very
warm to me…kinda homebodies.’
Officer Mike
‘Well, they are cold in the Topless Bars….they’ll just take
your money or worst..’
Aunt Margaret enters the room.
‘That serial killer in Florida…they made the movie Monster
about her…she killed men.’
John to Adjin on the phone.
‘We’ve got hot and cold running Lesbians here.’
‘Ok.’
John to Aunt Margaret
‘Adjin is coming over.’
Officer Mike
‘So if you go to a Topless Bar…’
John
“I’m not going to a….Aunt Margaret. Adjin wants to go to a Tapas Bar in Toms
River. It’s little dishes of Spanish food.’
Father Thomas laughs
‘So…well Johnny, at least you know there’s lot’s of guys who
care about you. Plus you always have a Heavenly Father. We know how you get
around Father’s Day.’
Officer Mike
‘I have to get back to patrol.’
John to Officer Mike as he leaves
‘Hey… the Jersey Shore is filming…just do a Snookie stake-out.
Your are bound to prevent a crime.’
Father Thomas turns to leave.
Adjin enters the room. Looks around.
‘Where’s the Lesbians?’
The Irish lace curtains blow back and forth in the breeze.
Father Thomas looks at Adjin and John. Instead of leaving,
he sits across from John.
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