Gorilla Blanket, Act II

Luke: Its better than Men In Black anyway.

Jet: There is no comparison, like shit and trifle and Hollywood is up to its greedy neck in shit at the moment.

Louie: I enjoyed Schindler's List and Silence Of The Lambs.

Jet: Yeah but a few mouthfuls of trifle doesn't compensate for a main course of shit.

Tempathy groans

Tempathy: Oh please.

Ben: So no clubs or cinema?

Jacob: Lets just stay here then.

Tempathy yawns

Tempathy: Boring.

Jacob: This isn't Las Vegas, what do you want? Fireworks?

Tempathy: Yep, shooting from the hair of a golden God, drunk on gin and happy as a camel!

Luke: Camels aren't happy, thats pigs,

Tempathy: I like camels.

Ben sighs

Ben: We should do something different tonight. Heaven or hell, a riot in the attic or debauchery in the gutter. This will be our last chance to enjoy each others company for some time.

Jacob gets up to make his way to the bar

Jacob: Well i'm up for the debauchery bit.

Goes to bar

Louie: If it were up to him he'd have us all go back to his place for an orgy and S&M sessions.

Ben: Thats not such a bad idea. A scene from Caligula!

Tempathy: My whip's in the wash.

Luke: And soon I will too pissed to even raise a smile let alone major body parts.

Ben: Killjoys!

Jacob returns

Jacob: Hey i've got it. Why don't we go for a quiet meal someplace?

All look to each other

Ben: Its not exactly fireworks is it?

Jacob: Get real Ben! Look at the time, its too late to start organising the bloody blitz!

Louie: But we've only just eaten you greedy swine. God's own cod and chips remember?

Jacob waves it aside

Jacob: You'll be hungry again in a couple of hours after the sesh I guarantee it. Booze is like that.

He turns to Ben

Jacob: And you feel okay now don't you? No iffy guts?

Ben lifts a fist and shakes it

Tempathy: Actually it does sound rather cosy and Li and I didn't have cod and chips did we dear?

LisaL No.

Lisa stands up

Lisa: I'm going to the bar.

Lisa slips through the bar crowd and exits

Luke: She's gone quiet all of a sudden.

Jet watches Lisa exit

Jet: She's also gone outside.

Ben: I'll go see whats up.

As he makes to get up Tempathy grabs his arm

Tempathy: No don't mate.

Ben sits

Tempathy: Look at the time, its getting on for eight. She's probably pissed off at that moron guy of hers.

Luke: All the more reason someone should go see how she is.

Tempathy: If she's not back in five i'll go or Lou.

Jacob: No boys allowed eh?

Tempathy: Precisely, its a man she's cheesed off with. If one of you guys go you'll say men things, when all she really wants is another woman to tell her that men suck.

Jacob holds his head

Jacob (slowly): I...will....never...understand....women.

Louie: We understand you blokes though, most of the time anyhow. And there lies your weakness.

Lisa enters nd goes to the bar
Ben spots her

Ben: Good she's back. Looks like you won't need your Superwoman cape afterall.

They watch Lisa sink a drink and order another

Jet: We shall need a stretcher if she carries on like that. I like her style though.

Lisa returns to the table

Lisa: Before you ask, i'm fine. I went outside so that I could phone Thomas on my mobile. Can't hear myself think in here.

Luke: So what's the score?

Lisa: I spoke to his brother, he told me he'd left the house an hour ago.

Pauses

Lisa; With a load of mates.

Ben: So he'd rather go out on the..

Tempathy snaps at him

Tempathy: Shut up!

Ben: Sorry.

He mimes the action of pulling a zip over his mouth

Lisa: Oh well, its his loss.

She starts to tease

Lisa: If he'd prefer play with boys rather than these

She squeezes her breasts

Lisa: well what can I say? Little boys have little dicks!

Tempathy: Bravo!

Jacob: Yeah don't worry Li, this Thomas geezer wasn't exactly catch of the day was he?

Lisa: How would you know? You haven't met him.

Jacob: No but Tempathy

Lisa turns to Tempathy

Tempathy: Now don't get caught up in your knickers. I was simply voicing my opinion.

Lisa: And what a voice it is. Still it doesn't matter now.

Ben: What? You're dumping him?

Lisa: We weren't really courting. If we'd have gotten together this evening we would have been but screw him. If he can't even be bothered to turn up on a first date, I don't need a fortune teller to imagine how it would be in six months time. He's good looking and all that but i'm not stupid enough to be blinded by blue eyes and a taut butt.

Jet: More power to you!

Tempathy: Yes never trust a man with dirty fingernails.

Lisa: You noticed them too?

Tempathy: I did.

Louie: You would notice a yawn in a black hole.

Tempathy: Hey can I help it if i'm quicker than a pinball and cuter than popporn?

Luke: Anyone got a pin to deflate her swollen head?

Jet: A pitchfork more like!

Tempathy nudges him

Tempathy: Hey just for that you can get me a drink!

Jet: Anything if it'll get you back to earth.

Jet goes to the bar

Tempathy: He is simply butter in my hands!

She winks at Lisa

Jacob: Speaking of butter, now that we've squashed your errant lover that never was like a slug

Ben: I'll say! I feel like i've been dumped too!

Laughs

Jacob: Quite. Anyway have we decided yes or no to a meal?

Luke: I reckon its too late, we'll never get in anywhere. Don't you have to reserve a place in advance?

Jacob: With all due respect Luke dear boy, I don't mean dinner at the fucking Ritz. One of the local places will do. As long as they have seven chairs, wine, a wide variety of nosh and allow one to smoke in peace we're in.

Jet returns to the table with two double gins

Tempathy: Ah here it is, first aid! Cheers love!

Jet: What's occuring?

Luke: Nothing at the moment, sod bloody all! Unless you fancy going for a meal.

Jacob: Look we might as well, there's fuck all else doing. What do you think Jet?

Jet: How about we get a take away and go back to my gaff?

Ben: Hey i'm up for that! Have you got booze there?

Jet: I'm amazed you can ask that with a straight face.

Jacob: Okay, you're place it is then.

Jet: Settled.

Tempathy looks around, frowning at a typical weekend scene

Tempathy: Sooner the better I say. Look at this place. Another wild weekend has rallied its sorry troops again, and every one of them has itchy thongs or a miserable tale to tell.

Ben: Like us.

Tempathy: Don't lump me with this lot! I want more out of life than a weekend or two.

Jacob claps

Jacob: Definately!

Luke gets up

Luke: I'm going to grab some bottles to take back to Jets.

Louie finishes her drink and gets up

Louie: Good idea, we can't expect our macabre host to shout us all from his personal bar.

They both go to bar

Tempathy: So Jet sweetheart, what entertainments await our pleasure?

Jet: Oh there's all manner of sultry and exotic things. There's the wicked and the sweet. Crumbs on the floor and heather in the air!

Ben: Any new films?