BLUE BONE IN OCTOBER by DOMINIC F RAWLING

Blue Bone In October:

A Play In One Act by Dominic F Rawling


The Characters:

Murray Heap. 36 years old.

Vernon Theory. 25 years old.

Trudy Fahrenheit. 17 years old. (Long, blonde hair tied in a pony-tail. A tattoo reading 'Lord Of The Flies' on her left forearm. Chrome-coloured latex leggings and white knee-high stiletto boots. Belted ‘Choose Life’ tee shirt. Chain-smoking from a 20 pack of Gauloises Blondes).

The Scene:

A small bedroom: a single bed, an arm chair, a wardrobe with one door open.

The open door faces front, concealing what’s inside.

A life-size poster of Cliff Barnes (Ken Kercheval) from Dallas is on the wall next to the door.

Murray Heap sits on the bed.

Vernon Theory sits on the chair, smoking an American Bucks cigarette.

Both face the wardrobe.



Murray : How’s Algie?

Vernon : Algie?

Murray : Algie. How is he? Algie?

Vernon : Do I know him?

Murray : Sure. Algie. The one that was Transit Surfing in Colorado. Or somewhere.

Vernon : Oh. I thought you meant another Algie. The one who ate that jar of

mosquitoes.

Murray : Pineapples.

Vernon : What?

Murray : Pineapples. Well, pineapple chunks. It was a giant jar of pineapple

chunks. He ate the whole lot in, like, fifty-two seconds.

Vernon : I thought...well, I thought it was mosquitoes. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t

pineapple chunks.

Murray : No.

Vernon : Well (Pause). Well, well. A man could grow old totally ignorant, you know?

How about that.

Murray : Anyway. That was Derek. Derek did all that.

Vernon : So how is he?

Murray : Derek?

Vernon : Yes, Derek. How is he?

Murray : I Don’t know. Not yet. ( Long Pause)

Vernon : How do you mean..."not yet"?

Murray : Nothing. Nothing, really. I just meant that maybe someday I will know.

Vernon : Know what?

Murray : How Derek is.

Vernon : Well, what was it that Algie ate?

Murray : How do you mean?

Vernon : Well. Algie. If he didn’t eat the pineapples. And he didn’t eat the

mosquitoes. What was it that he ate?

Murray : Do you know, I’m not sure.

Vernon : About what?

Murray : About Algie. I’m not sure who he is. Or what it was that he ate.

Vernon : But you asked about him.

Murray : No. No I didn’t.

Vernon : Yes. Yes, you asked about Algie. I was here when you asked me.

Murray : Absolutely not. (Pause) No. (Pause) No, I asked you about the other Algie.

Vernon : What? (Long Pause) What other Algie?

Murray : The one that was in Colorado. The one that was Transit Surfing.

Vernon : Of course. (Long Pause) What are these? (Points to

something out of sight behind the bed).

Murray : What? ( Making no effort to lean forward to look) I can’t see.

Vernon : I can’t seem to pick them up. (Bending down). They’re attached to the floor.

Or maybe they’re very heavy.

Murray : Oh. Those are my Wolf Slippers.

Vernon : Ah, really. (Pause). So why are they attached to the floor? Is there some

strange reason for that? Did you nail them there? Or did they come attached?

Murray : It’s just that I rarely leave the room when I’m wearing them.

Vernon : Ah.

(After a long pause, Vernon, who has been staring intently into the wardrobe,

points).

Vernon : Who is that?

Murray : Trudy. That’s Trudy.

(Pause).

Vernon : Hello, Trudy.

Murray : Trudy, this is Vern. Well, Vernon.

Trudy (from inside wardrobe): Hi. Hi, Vernon.

Vernon : A pleasure. Really. A real pleasure. Honestly. (Pause) Well, I should be going,

anyway. Really, I should. (He puts his hands on his knees, but does not get up).

Murray : I thought you might stay a while. And talk. We could talk some more.

Vernon : Really, I ought to be away. I have an appointment. At the Diagrams Bureau.

You know.

Murray : (Quickly) We could talk about my calcium problems.

(Long pause. Vernon looks around the room, then back to the wardrobe).

Vernon : Hey. What’s that? (Points to something hidden from view behind the

Wardrobe).

Murray : What, that?

Vernon : Yes.

Murray : That’s my Blue Bone.

Vernon : Your what?

Murray : My Blue Bone.

Vernon : Oh. Your Blue Bone. I thought it was some kind of Bandage Display Case that

you might have found in your attic.

Murray : No. (Pause) I found that stone thing in the attic (points to something out of

view).

Vernon : What, that?

Murray : Yes. I think it may be some sort of Mysterious Toothbrush.

Vernon : Oh. (Pause) Where did you find it?

Murray : In the attic. I told you.

Vernon : No. No, the Blue Bone.

Murray : Oh, the Blue Bone.

Vernon : Yes.

Murray : I found that in October.

(Pause)

Vernon : Do you still have your Grood?

Murray : My Grood?

Vernon : Yes, your Grood. Do you still have it?

Murray : No.


Curtain.



Dominic F Rawling lives in North Devon with his wife & five cats. He has completed a novel Valium Avenue which is as yet unpublished. He is preparing to web-publish his eight-day diary from the Madrid Peace Talks in 1991, entitled Shit Imminent and is currently working on his second novel Bronze Planet and a novella called The Fiction Man.

He collects and deals in science fiction and pulp paperbacks and is one of the few people on the planet to own the entire series of Doc Savage novels.