Scene: Mona is at the bus stop waiting for a bus to go to the mall to meet her friends. The Chief comes and sits down at the bus stop tired and dozes off on the bench, slumping onto Mona’s shoulder.
*mona sitting at bus stop
*the chief walks over and sits next to her
Mona: Hi I’m Mona, what’s your name?
Chief: Chief, Chief Bromden
Mona: Are you a real chief of some sort of Indian tribe?
Chief: No. Well, my father was.
Mona: That’s so cool. I’m part of a long Chinese dynasty myself. *waits for Chief to respond
Chief: *no response, minds own business.
Mona: Yea, I know about a lot of things like karate, cultural cooking, and I can even speak Chinese. Ji-nu. Shee-veh. *she says, figuring this Native American man won’t know that she is really just saying soy sauce rice gruel.
Chief: *nods head uninterestedly
Mona: So, why are you here?
Chief: I don’t wanna talk about it right now, I’m tired
Mona: Ummm okay… *gives weird look
Chief: *starts falling asleep and leans over on her
Mona: *slides quickly to the other side of the bench
Chief: *jerks awake
Mona: You know you can’t do that here? In America?
Chief: Do what?
Mona: Fall asleep, like that. It’s weird.
Chief: Sorry, I apologize. I’m not quite caught up on proper etiquette yet
Mona: Umm why? Were you born yesterday or something? Because you don’t quite look like it?
Chief: I’ve been gone for awhile. I’m still trying to adjust. The combine has changed a lot since I’ve last seen the world.
Mona: Umm..ok. What does that even mean?
Chief: The combine, it's everywhere. It’s everything. It’s huge organization that aims to adjust the world to their liking, from the inside out. A factory of robots and nuts and bolts to make a product they think suitable to put out into society *Chief starts yelling and getting a little out of control
*Bus comes
Mona gets on the bus and as she is walking onto it she says “calm down you freak” and takes a seat by herself.
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