My American IdiotA Screenplay by RoseAct one, Scene oneSONG OF THE CENTURY
ACT ONE, SCENE ONE (Curtains draw and lights rise to a dim glow revealing a city at sunset. 11 teenage girls (The Disciples of St.Jimmy) are scattered on the corner of Shame Street and East 12th Street. D1 looks around before calling out) D1: Sing us the song of the Century D2: Louder than bombs and eternity D3: Era of static and contraband D4: Leading into the Promised Land D5: Tell us a story that’s by candlelight D6: Waging a war and losing the fight D7: Sing us a song of the century D8: Panic and promise and prosperity D9: Tell us a story into that goodnight D10: Sing us a song for me (All girls look around before pulling up their hoods, covering their faces, becoming The D1-10) D11: Clear! (A girl in her early twenties enters walking from Stage Right. This is Whatsername.) W: All rise and be silent for St.Jimmy. (A character walks onstage from SR, dressed in a floor length black leather trench coat. They have a ski mask on and all you can see are their eyes and mouth. On top of their head is a crooked Pope’s hat in black and red. This is St.Jimmy. The disciples all bow then stand in a semi circle around St.Jimmy (Sj) and Whatsername (W). Christian (C) follows them onstage, but stands off to one side, away from the group.) *Exited improv chatter from the D’s* (Sj snaps and they all get silent.) W: Does anyone have any new news or plans for the utter destruction of The Facility? (D’s shake their heads then talk in pantomime to each other, Sj stays quiet, and if they need to speak they do so through W. Enter Cop 1 SL (stage left). He starts to walk downstage but notices the disciples and talks into his radio. Enter Cop 2 SR. C yells and D1-5 run away SL, knocking down Cop 1. D6-10 flee SR but Cop 2 gets out of the way. C and W start to pull Sj SL and D11 starts to follow, but is shot in the chest by Cop 2. Sj tries to help.) W: No we have to go, now! (Pulls Sj) W: C’mon! (Sj reaches out, W spins to face Sj) W: She’s Dead! There’s nothing you can do! (Defeated, Sj gets pulled offstage left.) Cop 1: (Sighs and pulls back D11’s hood) She looks like she’s only twelve. Cop 2: “St.Jimmy” is more of a beast than a Saint. Cop 1: He deserves to die. (Both Cops tend to D11 while curtains close and lights fade) © 2011 RoseAuthor's Note
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