3532422 The Doorman

Kill me, Doorman! By Curtis Medina

Curtis Medina 209-681-5019 [email protected]

Cast of Characters 1.:

Henry... the Doorman

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Bonnie... the Loon

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Mohammed... the Cabbie

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Jimmy... the Hotel Manager

WRITERS::

DIRECTORS:

Curtis:

Traci... "Kill me, Doorman"

Robert:

Romeo... "Self Loathing"

Kacie:

Shane... "Lisa Fowler"

Jeff:

Kris... "?"

Romeo:

Curtis... "Beef or Fish"

Stephen:

Robert... "Let the Nini be With You"

ACT I Playwrite’s Notes:

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The themes of this work is of modern topics, though many of the characters are written in a classic sixties suspense/drama type. The balance is very important to the believability and the novelty of the piece. Like many movies set in the 1960’s "reality" is relative to what the plot needs. Direction of the audience’s eye is important to the balance of comedy and drama. Indeed, it is intended to be both simultaneously, not at the expense of either. Lighting should be somewhat warm tones, lavish props (of the things that are shown), with bright saturated primary colors in costumes or prop pieces where applicable. Currently, upon its fourth rewrite, the main themes of the piece is the following: *The Obsolete Notion of Pride in one’s job. *The struggle and impossibility of simplicity (and being isolated). Henry’s wish to be left alone. *Being able to recognize opportunity. *The Fickleness of people (notice how their opinion of Henry changes instantly) and everyone’s love of spectacle and sensation (except Henry). *A criticism of rich isolationism. And the comparison between Bonnie and Henry’s relationship. *My favorite subject matter: one event shouldn’t be the whole judgment of a person, but often is. I recommend letting the important dramatic points ring true first and then adding a layer of comedy on top of it. If at all possible do not lose the serious moments to the comedy, as so often happens in college productions. However, don’t either take it too seriously and not ever put in comedic touches. For influences check out films like: The Thin Man, the many Charlie Chan films, the movie Clue, possibly a bit of Abbott & Costello... comedy meets serious... its a real challenge... but often worth it. Henry is painfully dry, his humor is in his disinterested, but not bored, reactions. He is only interested in his own life. He is proper, dignified, not snooty. Think Roddy Mcdowell meets Michael Caine. Bonnie does have "the Paris Hilton" conflict going on, but somehow it doesn’t go further than skin deep. One should (CONTINUED)

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suspect that at the very center she is a shy, wishful person who has had too many advantages and never had to fight for anything. Her self loathing should be played seriously, but at times to a ridiculous point so that its comedically pathetic. Walk a fine line here. Moe is the audiences reaction to Henry. He is the most realistic. He is not cliche Muslim, he is Americanized and quite modern. He is also quick to criticize when things aren’t as they seem. He is somewhat biased and thinks that all things are bound to be bad, but wants to believe the opposite. Jimmy is a good boss, the best. He is serious, not written funny. However, there is some room to play around with this character. He could be somewhat nervous at times, the modern stressed out business person fearful of being fired. He is efficient and should be the opposite of Walt. Passerby should be a proper looking person. Scene 1

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Henry Bouvier stands in front of building opening doors for every person who wishes to enter. He is dressed in a long red coat that double buttons up the front. A young middle eastern cab driver leans against a wall and talks to him. On the opposite side of the stage a sign stands that reads: "Valet parking". Next to the sign a man waits patiently for cars. Engine grumbling can be heard zooming by and horns honking is a regularity. HENRY Nobody opens a door for ya anymore... except a doorman. And so it goes to say that a doorman must not expect anybody to ever open a door for him. If a person wishes to enter my establishment they encounter a rather irritating problem, therein their path lies a closed door. Luckily for them this particular four star establishment has thought ahead and employed a rather handsome and attractive man to open that door for them, and what’s more to do it with a smile. See these teeth? These are the whitest teeth you will ever see in your life. There is no whiter hue in the entire world. I guarantee it. However, if you think that opening doors is the extent of a doorman’s duties then you are grossly mistaken sir! It is my chief duty to use my unmatched smile to bring delight into the lives of any person who crosses the path of the Grand Hotel. It does not matter if they are guests or passers-by or a bum in the gutter, all receive, for no extra cost to them, a genuine New York smile. How’s that for the greatest city on Earth? (CONTINUED)

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The cabbies name tag reads MOE. MOE Sounds like you go home with a throbbing jaw. I’m sure glad I ain’t no doorman. I couldn’t take it. HENRY It is a rough job, but very rewarding. You have the constant worry that one moment you’ll slip up when somebody important is looking and perhaps... heaven forbid... forget to smile. And then that’s it, your job is gone. An au-to-mat-ic door is put in and within days people forget you were ever there. See that hotel ’cross the street MOE? MOE Yeah I see it. HENRY Well, that hotel up to about seven years ago employed a doorman just like me. Then one day, while the man was on a coffee break, the Queen of England came to stay unexpectedly. Story goes, she stood at the door waiting for nearly thirty seconds before it was opened for her. Who opened it, you ask? It wasn’t the doorman. He was taking a leak inside. The one who opened the door for the Queen of England was a dirty... wretched... bum-that had seen her arrive from his view in the gutter. Can you believe that? A paparazzi snapped a picture and... well that was the last time the Queen of England ever stayed at an American Hotel. MOE What happened to the doorman? Was he fired? HENRY You don’t see him now do you? Just goes to show that happiness is fleeting. Yesterdays feast is tomorrows landfill. We can just hang on as long as we can... but then... we must adapt to the change. I resist change... I refuse it. I do not want to end up like that poor soul and let one mistake dictate my life. So I’ve resolved to forever be perfect. MOE That’s not realistic. Eventually something bad will happen even if you are perfect. HENRY I fear that day more than anything. I really do. No room for error in this unforgiving world. None at all. To err is human, to forgive... then again, who ever forgives anyway? (CONTINUED)

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(Catches a passerby’s attention.) Morning ma’am. Nice day, huh? MOE That lady didn’t smile back at you. HENRY Must be from Jersey. A valet, a twenty year old man, joins the conversation. MOE Whose bags are those by you, Henry? HENRY Oh, well they’re my bags now... I suppose. They’re BWT’s. MOE What are BWT’s? HENRY Bags Without Tags. Unidentifiable, un-returnable, lost luggage. You wouldn’t believe the number of people who just forget to take their luggage with them. MOE And they never ask for it back? HENRY They have six months to inquire about it and if nobody claims it its off to the dump. Of course, since I am such a model employee and have been for the past six and a half years they let me take it for them. MOE Intersting! Hey, theres not any liquor, is there buddy? HENRY No, just a few shirts and a few books. You must have had quite the night last night, MOE. You look wasted this morning! Not your usual bright self. MOE I have a headache you wouldn’t believe. My head’s spinning. HENRY Serves you right for having too much fun on a work night.

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MOE Not everybody loves their job as much as you, Henry. HENRY Why are you working to sustain a life your not happy with? MOE I don’t know. I really don’t. (Looks inside bag.) Hey, Henry ever find anything crazy in these? HENRY Occasionally. People forget watches and snazzy new pants and business shirts. Sometimes I think the people mean to leave their bags. MOE Why’s that? HENRY Well, I found a dead dog inside one a long time ago. The woman had a big business date to keep and couldn’t be weighed down with the newly deceased corpse of her pet so she just left it. Good way of getting rid of something, in a hotel. Too many people around to know for sure who had what and when and where... its very anonymous. Sure, we employees notice inconsistencies all the time. But we’re paid not to say anything. What does it matter that Mr. Smith came in with a woman who wasn’t his wife? Mrs. Smith was here the night before and it wasn’t with Mr. Smith. But enough chit-chatting... I have to get back to work. Nice talking to you Moe. MOE You too, man. You know, I’ve been here three months now and you’re the only descent person I’ve met in this city. You think people are good and then they show their true colors. Like the Mr. Smith. HENRY Well thank you. There are many more like me. MOE No, there’s nobody like you anymore Henry. You are the perfect employee. You’re that foreign exchange student who used to throw off the grading curve for me. Most people grow out of that sense of duty. Not you! But you’re a good guy. We’re friends. So, think you might want to buy your friend a little drink after work?

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HENRY After work, my friend, we shall. MOE Stand up guy, you are. I’ve always liked you. (pause.) Thank god its a slow day. HENRY Days like today test to see how strong we men in our professions really are. MOE I think I’m gonna vomit. Henry looks inward and sees a man about to open the door for himself, he opens the door quickly. Out comes a man in a hotel uniform, early thirties, with a name tag Jimmy. JIMMY Almost got you today. HENRY Won’t happen again, sir. JIMMY You know I’m kidding, Henry. How is everything today? MOE Slow. Painfully slow. JIMMY Well not for long. We have a special guest arriving this afternoon Henry. Remember Bonnie? HENRY Yes, sir. MOE Not her again! I think I had her in my cab last time. Blond, busting, beautiful... and the most important alliterations... a blasted bitch. She thinks she can walk all over us working class just because she’s the owner’s daughter. JIMMY And wouldn’t you act the same if you were her? MOE Well yeah... but that’s totally not the same thing. She’s never happy. That is... unless her little lover boy Henry does it. He can’t go wrong in her eyes.

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HENRY I just try to be of service. MOE I just wonder what kind of "services" you offer her. HENRY Not that kind, you sick twisted f...riend of mine. But everything else you can think of. JIMMY Henry, she has given us a list of things to get for her. I’ve already sent the entire staff scouring around the city to pick up her essentials. When they get back she wants you, personally to bring them up to her. As usual you’re job as doorman is secondary to her needs-- whatever they may be. MOE Yes, whatever, sick twisted things they may be. JIMMY Within reason. HENRY Well yes of course. JIMMY Moe, I need to go and pick up her perfume right away. Can you give me a lift? MOE I’ll pick it up for ya. What do you need? JIMMY She want’s something with honey scent, its all she wears. MOE Honey scent. I’ll have to do some searching. Oh, and look here comes the queen bee now! JIMMY Oh, god! Walt, go see to her luggage. Oh lord! It’s going to be a triple Valium day! Jimmy runs after her offstage and lugs her luggage back on, just behind the beautiful Bonnie. JIMMY Ms. Stevenson, welcome back. How’s your father?

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BONNIE Rich, thanks for asking. (Stops at Henry.) Hello, doorman. HENRY Ms. Stevenson. Nice to see you again. BONNIE You as well. I trust you’ll be sent up to my room presently. I have a rather large request of you. MOE (Aside.) I knew it! HENRY Well, yes-JIMMY He will be up in a few moments when your things arrive. BONNIE Lovely. Henry opens the door for her and she enters, Jimmy lugs the bags behind her as Moe makes kissing noises at Henry. MOE You understand your job doesn’t require all services-HENRY I’ve never done anything against my will. MOE Alright. I’ll be back with the perfume so you can go to work. They part ways and lights fade to black.

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ACT II Scene 1

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Lights fade up on the interior of a lush penthouse suite and a window that we see at the middle of up-stage. The owner’s daughter applies lipstick and stands up on the ledge of the window. She drops her lipstick from the window and watches it fall down. She smiles and then prepares to leap. Doorman enters with a package. He begins to clean up a table holding a half eaten steak breakfast and juice, with a knife and utensils sitting nearby. He passes the window only glancing at her. BONNIE Well? I suppose your thinking about stopping me, doorman? HENRY Did you want me to see this or should I have knocked? BONNIE No I’m not going to jump. Though I want to. HENRY Thank heavens. BONNIE Are you not going to at least ask me why I was about to jump out this window? HENRY Well, I don’t think its money problems. BONNIE That’s true. HENRY Then I don’t know. It could be anything. BONNIE I’m depressed. HENRY Depressed? I see. BONNIE Don’t you want to know why I’m depressed? HENRY I make it an effort not to intrude.

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BONNIE And yet you forget to knock when you enter a ladies room. HENRY You’re not just any lady. BONNIE I know you don’t love me. HENRY I know I don’t either. That’s why I’ve never-BONNIE That’s why I’ve never forced you. Truth is nobody loves me. I am alone. That’s why I’m depressed. HENRY Well, frankly dear you’re too controlling. Nobody likes that. BONNIE I can’t help it. People need to be controlled. Or else they’re libel to make stupid mistakes. My father taught me that. Damn him. He made me into a bitch and that’s why I don’t have one good friend in the world, except you Henry. HENRY Well I don’t think jumping will solve your problem. BONNIE And how do you know that? HENRY Well there isn’t much time for making friends when your falling 79 stories. BONNIE You’re right. It’s a bad idea. Just like all my ideas. What’s that in your hand? HENRY An item you asked for? BONNIE Perfume? For me? What a surprise! HENRY Sure it is. I was told you liked honey scent.

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BONNIE You were told right. Give it to me. I want to smell it one last time. HENRY You’ll have to come down and get it. BONNIE You do care, thank you for buying me this! HENRY Why do you play these games? BONNIE I don’t know but don’t tell me to stop playing them. Bonnie climbs down and snatches the perfume bottle from him, spraying herself with it. BONNIE You’re not like the others. Why don’t you suck up to me just because I’m the owners daughter? HENRY I thought I was. I guess I’m a simple man. I feel my job as the door man is good enough. Assisting you simply means that I can continue to work doing what I love. BONNIE Confident too. I like you doorman. Your obsolete, totally replaceable, but not without your charm. Your like a wall clock... who needs you... but what would a plain wall do without you? HENRY Thank you. BONNIE Would you let me jump if you I asked you to? HENRY I didn’t believe you would jump even if you asked me to let you. BONNIE And why not? HENRY You’re not a very good actor.

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BONNIE Neither are you. HENRY I’m not acting. I saw you on a ledge and I summed up that if she hadn’t jumped yet she wouldn’t. BONNIE Nothing ever seems to work out for me. I’m too proud of a woman to kill myself. Which brings me doorman to my important request. I wonder, doorman, if you’d intervene in my fate, for a service of mercy. HENRY I don’t think so, Ms. Stevenson. G’night. BONNIE Call me Bonnie. You know my name. HENRY Good night, Bonnie, then. BONNIE I was named after the song. You know... my bonnie lies over the ocean. HENRY I’m familiar. You sing it to me every time we meet. Just after you’ve asked me to spend the night and I refuse. BONNIE What if you had no job? Would you refuse me then? HENRY I would have no reason to speak to you at all then. BONNIE You are so callous. Is your mind that self-sustaining? HENRY I am not complicated enough to be callous. I just don’t care. If your not a door, then you’re not my concern. There are people elsewhere with big titles and bigger salaries who are paid to care and to help... therapists for one. Giggalos for another. I’m neither. I am useless and therefore I can do no harm and I need not worry. BONNIE I want to die, doorman. I no longer wish to live. I am bored to tears with this life and I wish to begin the next one. Do you understand what I’m saying?

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HENRY You want to die-- then please excuse my interruption as I exit. BONNIE You don’t understand! I can’t simply leap out a window. They’d expect that! Those know it alls would look up from their cabs to see my falling body and you know what they’d probably say "There goes that airhead Bonnie again... jumping to conclusions." A suicide wouldn’t be appreciated. Everyone knows I’m a bitch. Nobody would care if I offed myself. They’d cheer! HENRY They might. BONNIE I insist that my death must be handled with the utmost care. That’s what has been lacking... the spectacle. Everybody always says you need a reason to live, well I need a reason to die. And that’s it... I want to be infamous in the way a murder can only make someone. My murder, by you. I want to be dead, here, in this room, by your soft hands. Listen, in that safe there’s half a million dollars. It’s yours... I’ll give it to you. If you do this one thing. Kill me. Try to cover the crime. Tell you what you should do... hide me under the bed. Tell them I left unexpectedly, take the money and get away from here as fast as you can... before they have a chance to check the room. Then when they find me... oh the shock! HENRY You’re insane! BONNIE Yes! I am! But you don’t understand! I’ve been driven to insanity! You don’t know how it feels to grow up on the 79th floor, looking down on people. Everybody normal thinking your a twit. Everybody rich thinking your one of them. It was awful for me because I had no perspective. Not like you. Not like simple old predictable you. A doorman, who would ever suspect? HENRY I’m not a bad person. BONNIE I’m asking you to kill me. You’d be a inhuman monster not to do it. And think about what you could do with that money. You could buy a hotel of your own. Somewhere far away. Stop being simple, think bigger!

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HENRY My very own hotel? BONNIE Whatever you wanted. Think of the doors it would open! HENRY Nobody ever opens a door for me. BONNIE Not until just now. Bonnie mimes opening a door and steps through. BONNIE This is the door of opportunity, doorman. Step through. I’m opening it for you. Just you! Come on. Pick up this knife, dance with me. Bonnie hands Henry a steak knife and turns the music up on the radio. They dance with the knife being held between them. HENRY It doesn’t have to be me. You are in New York. I’m sure that somebody can find their way to kill you for next to nothing. Bonnie, desperate, begins to flirt with him. She rubs up against him. BONNIE Money is of no consideration. I want you to do it for the same reason I order filet minion instead of a hot dog: piece of mind. You’re pure, delicious. Understand? Long awkward pause. HENRY You’re saying I’m a piece of meat. BONNIE The best piece. Do it. For me. For yourself. Do it. Kill me, doorman. They sway, to music, and dance. He picks up the knife into the air and holds it there in front of her frozen. He slowly puts it down and gives it back to her. HENRY You don’t know how tempted I am. Really. But all these high ideals, they’re valueless to me. Maybe if you’d (MORE) (CONTINUED)

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HENRY (cont’d) asked me a few years ago, but, now I’m afraid I must decline. I’m sorry. If you want to die you’ll either have to kill yourself or wait like the rest of us. BONNIE I’m not used to being refused, especially by my staff. HENRY You may fire me if you wish, but you’ll be losing one of New York’s best. BONNIE Yes, I believe I would be. HENRY I know you’re a rich woman, Ms. Stevenson but maybe you’ll take my two cents. My opinion I mean. BONNIE I’m listening. HENRY Something, perhaps, that only the working class understands, is a certain pride in one’s work. It doesn’t really matter if you own your own hotel or clean its restrooms, or paint its walls, or opens its doors; sometimes its good to just be a small part of something. And I like to think that the smallest cog is better off for its size because it has to work so much harder to turn that wheel. It strives. Maybe that’s what’s wrong with your life, Ms. Stevenson. Maybe you’ve nothing to strive for. Anyway, that’s what I think. If you still like to get yourself killed, I will call you a cab to the worst neighborhoods in town. I guarantee you won’t be disappointed. I wish you luck. BONNIE I suppose you know what your talking about... being so irreplaceable and all. HENRY My personality is my job security. BONNIE Yes, I see. And what a fine personality it is! HENRY Thank you. BONNIE Oh, doorman? One more thing. They’re installing an automatic door next month. (CONTINUED)

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Bonnie runs into Henry’s arms and stabs her self in the stomach getting blood all over Henry and taking his hand to the knife. BONNIE Guess simplicity isn’t in your cards, is it? My blood is all over you. Let me live, and I’ll tell ’em you attacked me. Your life will be ruined. HENRY No I won’t have any part of this. BONNIE Alright, then take the knife from my dangerous hands. He takes the stub end and she thrusts herself on it again. BONNIE Oops. I slipped. HENRY Oh god! Bonnie turns around, with the knife in his hand and and slips backwards onto it again. BONNIE Oh poor rich girl. She’s just so clumsy! HENRY Stop that! BONNIE Oh, Henry! Save me from myself! Bonnie runs into his arms as if she will hug him but stabs herself one final time. BONNIE You’ve done this before? Haven’t you? Bonnie falls to the ground. Coughing and gagging. BONNIE 28, 45, 19... the combination to my safe. Take it, doorman. Get away. Make some use of that horrible money, stop being simple for once in your life. The sweet life... its addicting! HENRY I’ll tell them you stabbed yourself.

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BONNIE Ah, the simple truth, but nobody will believe it. People want the spectacle. Do as you wish, but sooner or later Henry, life will make you choose the rockier road. God I could go for some rocky road ice cream right now. Good bye Henry. Everything is getting dark. I’m fading away! Good night, sweet doorman. Et tu? Et tu? Oh god, how I hate Shakespeare. What would I rather go out on? Oh yes. The song. My song: My Bonnie lies over the ocean. My Bonnie lies over the sea. My BODY lies over the ocean. So bring back my body to me... to me... bring back my Bonnie to me. Dies. Lights go black.

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ACT III Scene I

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We fade up on the inside of lobby leading outside to our first set. Henry enters. He holds a newspaper over his face, carries two B.W.T. in his hands trying to escape without being noticed. JIMMY The penthouse? That’s Ms. Stevenson. Thank you we’ll check it out. Jimmy walks further upstage, but continues to watch the action. JIMMY Hey, Henry. Henry stops in his tracks, having snuck around the side of them and had almost escaped. JIMMY You just saw Ms. Stevenson? Is she alright? Police just called-- said they got a call about a woman standing on a ledge looking as if she were going to jump. HENRY Oh, no she’s alright. When I went up there earlier she said she almost fell out of her window, but she’s fine. Said something about getting out of the city. She left a few minutes ago I think. JIMMY Oh, I didn’t see her. HENRY She was in a big hurry to get out of here. JIMMY Alright. Good to know. HENRY Well, I’m off for the day. Night Jim. Moe enters and sees his friend. MOE Henry! You taking off? HENRY Yes, goodnight.

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MOE BWT’s? HENRY What? Oh yes. Been here a long time. MOE Those look nice. What’s in them? HENRY I don’t know. Some clothes. Moe takes one from his hand and the weight pulls him down. MOE Clothes for who, a knight of the round table? That’s heavy! HENRY Oh, yes. Well, there are some dumb bells too. MOE Oh I see. Want some help out? HENRY That won’t be necessary. MOE Aw. Come on. What are friends for? HENRY I honestly don’t know. I can get the bags. Thank you anyway. MOE Alright, suit yourself. Henry drags himself to the door and then has a hard time opening it. Jimmy helps Henry. MOE Hey, your hands are full. Let me get the door for you. Jimmy opens the door for a nervous Henry. HENRY Hmmm... guess life isn’t so simple. I never would thought to have seen the day. Thank you, sir. MOE No problem.

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HENRY Thank you. Henry exits. JIMMY That was nice of you. I know he really appreciates kindness. Poor guy. Thinks he’s still a doorman. MOE You trying to say he’s not? JIMMY Not anymore. Used to work at that hotel across the street, got fired, big scandal or something. I just humor him and let him open a door for a few people here and there. I could never really hire him. His name’s on every blacklist in town! Plus he’s not quite right in the head, could never get over the shame of that. Could never move on. But Ms. Stevenson likes him. Although, I don’t think she’d vie so hard for his attentions if she knew who he really is. MOE Guess that life’s pretty sweet. Stand and smile at people, open a door for a living. Free bags that people leave. I mean those last bags-- I can only imagine what’s in those. JIMMY Those bags that Steven was taking outside? Those weren’t B.W.T. bags, those were Ms. Stevenson’s bags. I checked them in myself. I thought he was carrying it out for her. Jimmy looks out the window. JIMMY See that? He’s just loading into the back of your cab. Ms. Stevenson’s probably in there. Hope you ain’t expecting a tip. MOE Oh no, not in my cab. Not that Crazy Ass Bitch. Moe goes offstage. Jimmy turns away and a screeching car sound is heard. Moe runs in out of breath. MOE Oh my god! Henry just jacked my ride! Aw, man, I thought he was nice guy too! Well there goes the last of ’em! (CONTINUED)

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21. Phone rings and Jimmy answers.

JIMMY Hello? Would you repeat that? Oh my god. Hangs up. MOE What’s the problem man, he’s getting away. JIMMY (Aside.) He finally snapped. At least we know he’s human. (To MOE.) Ms. Stevenson’s been murdered. Maid just found her. MOE Henry’s a car-jacker and a killer? I knew he was trouble! I knew it from the second I saw him. Complicated master mind, probably planning all this time. JIMMY No, he wasn’t deceiving us. He just finally moved on is all. MOE So thats it? You’re not calling the police? JIMMY Of course I am. It’s my job as manager. But, I think I’ll hold off a few minutes. Check out the room myself. MOE Why are you being so nice to a crazy bum? JIMMY Let’s just say that Ms. Stevenson had all her bases covered. Jimmy pulls out two small duffel bags and places it on the table. JIMMY Mines to buy him time to get away. This one -- well I’m sure this will cover the cab fare. MOE Yeah. I guess it might. JIMMY Welcome to New York, my friend. Lights to black.