Coaltown rehearsal script for Outlaws 2/18

Three figures sit on a low wall. A courtyard stretches off behind them. A sidewalk is at their feet. Two pass a brown paper bag between themselves as they watch the world go by. The third sits, staring blankly into space at the far left edge of the wall.  Raise spot on 3.  He stands and moves slowly over to C. and looks into the audience, slightly timid.

1: Wasiss stuff weez been drinkin'?
2: Dunno, I can't taste it anymore.  Here's to welfare. (2 takes a long drink, then passes it to 1)
1: I'll drink to that one (1 takes a long drink) and here's to the court house wall (another long drink after which 1 passes the bag to 2, who tips the bottle back but finds it to be empty)
2: Ay, you retard, you went an' drank the whole thing. I ought to break the bottle over your stupid head. (2 brings the bottle back as though ready to swing)
1: Hold your pants up, we'll just walk down to the State store and grab us another one. It's the first Friday of the month, so I's still gots some a my welfare check left.
2: Your kids is blessed to have such a generous father. (the two stagger off stage L. laughing. 2 stuffs the empty bottle into 3's hands with the words "There you go, dummy". 3 holds the bottle, but makes no other movement. After a small wait, a group of teens enters from R.)
Saul: (wailing on air guitar and screaming as much as singing) "Hey-hey mama, say the way you move, gonna make you shake, gonna make you grove." Damnit, Q., you ripped the house apart.
Jane: (superiorly)Saul, don't you ever come down off your stupidity trip?
Saul: (mocking)"Huh-huh, like, um, uh, what?"
Jane: Oh, very cute Saul, very cute. Makes me wanna rip my clothes off and do you right here.
Saul: (mock seriousness, raising one eyebrow) Really?
Jane: Uhgh!(She pushes him backwards, the wall knocks him off of his feet into a sitting position right next to 3.)
Saul: Hey mister, couldya spare us a dime?
How 'bout a drink? (Saul takes the bottle from 3, wipes the mouth of it with his shirtsleeve and tips it back to drink while holding the bottle away from his mouth. When nothing comes out, Saul brings the bottle down and looks inside.) Aw, man it's empty.
Sara: Give that...poor man his... bottle back.
Saul: (places the bottle in 3' s hands. 3 accepts the bottle again, but seems otherwise oblivious) There ya go, buddy. Really Q., you ripped the house apart. (Saul remains seated next to 3.)
Q.: The whole band was on tonight. "Long, Girl" would have sucked with out the bass pumpin'.
Ryan: You know it.  These fingers make magic.
Jane: (smacks Q. in the back of the head.) AH-Hemm!
Q: Oh yeah, the drums were tight tonight too.
Jane: (nasal and mocking)"Oh yeah, the drums were tight tonight too." You're lucky to have such talent in your little loser band. Realize the power, little man.  (Saul jumps up and down along the wall yelling "Girl Power" in an English accent, trips at right and falls back onto the courtyard. The teens laugh at Saul)
Sara: I swear Saul, you're such a retar...(turning to 3) oh, I'm sorry, I mean…that is... (Saul can be heard to be faintly giggling, Gina goes over to Q and latches onto his arm)
Gina: Beautiful set tonight, sweetheart. (She kisses him on the cheek)
Q: Is that all the better I did?
Gina: How's this? (The two start kissing and fall back onto the courthouse yard. The rest of the group reforms their semicircle, blocking the two from the audience. Saul is still lying on his back in the courthouse yard, seeming to be breathing heavily.)
Ryan: Anyway...
Jane: Yeah, anyway, what are we gonna do now?
Sara: We could go back to the coffeehouse
Jane: Yeah! And listen to some more wussy folk music. All, right!
Sara: What's so bad about folk music?
Ryan:  Besides the fact that it puts me to sleep and makes me want to puke at the same time?
Sara:  It's pretty
Ryan: So's my-<Jane's punch>-Ow
Jane:  Don't flatter yourself.  Look, Sara, can we just not go back?  The place makes me feel like a butt in a donut shop ash-tray. The night air is much better. (Saul jumps up, then walks over to the group, standing outside of the semi-cirlce to the right. He shudders and twitches his head to the side, then stands quietly)
Sara: The night air is also cold. I need to go inside.
(Saul twitches again)
Ryan: Aw, poor baby (Jane drills him in the shoulder, Saul twitches again) Ahh! Damn, girl.
(Saul twitches again)
Jane: Wuss… Cold or not, this spot is a little boring. Where are we headed now?
(Saul twitches again. Jane gives Saul a death stare.)
Saul: What?
Jane: You know what.
(Saul twitches again. Just as she is about to go over and smack Saul, three college students, two white, one black, enter L. and walk across stage, front of the teens. Jane stops to check out the guy. Just after they pass the teens, Saul yells)
Saul: Yo homey was up? (the college group ignores Saul) Yo homey! West si-eedah! (As Saul turns back to the teens, he mumbles "nigger", the black student turns around slowly)
Student 1: Excuse me? (Saul doesn't turn around)
Students 2&3: Settle down, Tony.
 -Yeah, he's just a kid. Not worth fighting.
Student 1: I'm settled. I'd just like to have a word with my little friend here. (Student one walks over to Saul and taps him on the shoulder.) Excuse me, "homey", but is there a problem between us? (Saul doesn't turn around; Student 1 raises his voice a little) I said, "is there a problem?" (Student 1 turns Saul around by his shoulders, Saul flips out when the student grabs him, he starts into what is apparently a seizure, The students call to leave and student 1 exits quickly R. while Sara and Ryan rush to Saul's side.  Once the students are gone, Saul starts laughing., Jane kicks Saul in the side and Saul stops laughing)
Sara: (to Saul as she helps him up) You…dillweed (to which the group starts laughing)
Jane: How do you live while being as stupid as you are?
Saul: I must get by on my devastatingly gorgeous good looks.
Jane: Whatever.
Saul: Hey, they're your good looks too, we've both got my daddy's eyes.
Jane: You little mother fucker…(she stops yelling as she charges him, Saul was expecting this and runs off to the right and into the courtyard, Jane close on his heels. Ryan and Sara cheer them on and drift to the right exposing the couple on the green.  Jane tackles Saul at c. and the two wrestle to L. until they bump into Q and Gina, who were still at it until the collision.  Gina, who was on top, is knocked to the L. just short of hitting 3.)
Q: What's the deal? (Jane and Saul ignore Q's comment, Jane pins Saul down. Jane is very serious, Saul is laughing.)
Jane: Take it back.
Saul: Take what back?
Jane: What you said about your daddy, freak, or you won't have any kids of your own?
Saul: I don't know wha- (Jane picks up his shoulders and slams them back down on the ground) Alright, alright... My daddy never stuck his "hoo-hoo-dilly" in your mama's "cha-cha". (Gina and Q sit up. Q,, Matt and Ryan start laughing as Jane gets up. Gina zips up her windbreaker, Sara just smiles. Jane jumps down from the wall and brushes herself off. Saul gets up slowly)
Saul: I think I broke a nail.
Ryan: You little pussy.
Q: Speaking of which...(Gina smacks him) Hey, can't blame a guy for trying.
Gina: There's plenty else I can blame you for.
Q: Oh baby, whas that?
Gina: I'll tell you when you grow up.
Q: (as he gets up) K, then. I'll have to work on that one.
Gina: Just get back to me when you know how to treat a woman.
Jane: C'mon, lets head over to my house. We'll get warm and Gina and Q. can find a private room and "work things out". (the group starts to exit R. Saul jumps up. Ryan stops and looks at his watch.)
Saul: Hey guys, wait up. (Saul runs to catch up, then stops at the edge of the stage and looks back at Ryan.) You comin'?
Ryan: I'll met you guys at Jane's.  I think I left my wallet at the coffeehouse.
Saul: Right, then, see ya later.
Ryan: See ya.  (Ryan stands around, slightly uneasy, checking his watch frequently. A dark figure wearing a large coat enters L. and approaches Ryan, ignoring 3 on his way past.)
Dark: You got the cash, kid?
Ryan: Only if you've got my stuff, man.
Dark: This stuff? (Dark produces a zip lock sandwich bag, half-full of a white powder from under his coat)
Ryan: Aw, dude. Sweet. (Ryan lays a paper bag on the wall and steps away. Dark picks up the bag, looks inside, and then drops the bag on the street behind him as he turns and exits L., stuffing a bill into 3's cup as he passes him. Matt collects his purchase and deposits it in the pocket of his jacket)
Ryan: Pleasure doing business with you! ( Matt turns and runs off R.)
 (After a short time the two drunks reenter from L. 2 walks in first. 1 follows, drinking from a new bottle in a brown paper bag. They take up the same seats as before.)
1: That sure was somethin the way you handled the jerk at the state store.
2: Yep, i jes tell him "Listen, I'm 21 and I got the money, so you sell me this here bottle of some-such, or I'll go home to YOUR house and beat YOUR kids."
1: Sure shut him up good.(1 takes another drink of the bottle)
2: Hey pass it here, pass it over. Thas my bottle, I stole it.
1: Keep your horse on, I'm almost done (tips the bottle all the way back)There you go.(hands the bottle over)
2: Thank you, sir. (tilts the bottle all the way back, but nothing comes out of the bottle) Hey you done finished my bottle again.
1: Hee-hee, guess I did, guess I did.
2: You! (2 smashes the empty bottle over 1's head. 1 falls over onto 3, who shows no sign of noticing. 2 grabs 1 and throws him into the street. 2 stands, breathing heavily with his hands on his knees. 1 lies motionless on the ground. 2 stands suddenly, as though waking from a dream. He goes over to 1.)
2: Hey, buddy... buddy. Wake up buddy. Aw, sh..., wake up you stupid..., shit on me, shit on me, shi..., wake up, man. C'mon! (1 doesn't come to. 2 grabs him by the feet and drags him off R., swearing under his breath. The stage remains empty except for 3. After a horrible silence, …aw, shit, I don't know what happens next…)