The Ninth Step.pdf - Alex Broun

10ANDREW:CALLUM:Tell me.Iʼll fucking tell you.ANDREW: Say it !CALLUM:Iʼm not sorry. The fuckinʼ prick deserved it. I walked away. I let itgo. He followed me in to the car park. He wanted to carry it on.He opened his mouth - so I shut it – permanently - and Iʼm glad Idid.LONG PAUSE. THE TWO MEN SEPARATE, PUTTING SOMEDISTANCE BETWEEN EACH OTHER. EVENTUALLY:ANDREW:CALLUM:Are you …(EMOTIONAL NOW, THE ANGER TURNING) No. I didnʼt wanthim to die. He deserved to be hit, he was asking for it and Iʼmglad I hit him – but I didnʼt want him to die. (PAUSE) Now, youtell me – how do I write that to Mr and Mrs Regis ?ANDREW PLACES THE LAPTOP IN FRONT OF HIM.ANDREW:One word at a time.CALLUM LOOKS AT THE SCREEN. PAUSE. HE BEGINS TO TYPE.CALLUM:(AS HE TYPES) “Dear Mr and Mrs Regis …” Dear Mr and MrsRegis …SUDDENLY HE BELLOWS IN FRUSTRATION. HE STANDS ANDWALKS AWAY FROM THE LAPTOP.ANDREW WATCHES CALLUM. HE IS SILENT.PAUSE. CALLUM SITS AGAIN. HE STARES AT THE SCREEN.HE BEGINS TO TYPE.CALLUM:(AS HE TYPES) “Dear Mr and Mrs Regis, I didnʼt know your son…HE CONTINUES TO TYPE.ANDREW WATCHES CALLUM TYPING.THE LIGHTS FADE.