FIFTEEN
(BRIAN is dressing in all black in his apartment.
TODD watches)
TODD
Brian. Brian. Brian. Brian. Brian. Can you hear
me? Brian. Brian. Brian. Brian.
BRIAN
Todd.
TODD
Oh, good.
BRIAN
What do you want?
TODD
Nothing. (Pause) Brian? Brian. Brian. Brian.
Brian.
BRIAN
What?
TODD
You told her about me didn't you?
BRIAN
Umm…
TODD
Didn't you?
BRIAN
Yes.
TODD
Well, did it get you laid?
BRIAN
No, Todd it's not like that.
TODD
What a waste.
BRIAN
I guess so. I didn't really think about it. She's
been having a lot of inappropriate sex. I don't want
to contribute to that or anything.
TODD
Oh. OK. Is sex with you automatically inappropriate
or do you do something particularly inappropriate like
during it.
BRIAN
Umm . . . neither . . . I just . . . what do you want?
TODD
Where are you going?
BRIAN
I have to go to work.
TODD
It's nighttime.
BRIAN
I need to help Miranda stop capitalism.
(He puts a ski mask on and then lifts it back up so
his face can be seen.)
TODD
Oh. Oh, well then. That explains it I guess. Oh,
OK. Well, good luck with that. I'll stay here if
that's OK.
BRIAN
That's fine.
TODD
Good.
(TODD stares at BRIAN.)
BRIAN
What?
TODD
She made you crazy.
BRIAN
No, she didn't.
TODD
That's what women do.
BRIAN
That's just not true.
TODD
Just tell me this. Should I be worried?
BRIAN
Should you be—
TODD
Should I be worried?
BRIAN
Look at me. You need to let me go.
TODD
What?
BRIAN
Release me. Release me.
(They stare at each other. BRIAN pulls down the
facemask and exits.)
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