Where the Blood Mixes. Kevin Loring

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miserable, worse than usual, I can’t do nothing right.

      FLOYD

      You never could.

      MOOCH

      Anyways, I forgot to put the toilet seat down and … well … she went pee in the middle of the night …

      FLOYD

      So.

      MOOCH

      I guess she fell in.

      GEORGE

      What?

      MOOCH

      Yeah. She fell right in the bowl. Her cheeks touched water and everything.

      Anyways, she falls in the toilet and she just loses it.

      She’s screaming and hollering, kicking the walls.

      FLOYD

      No shit.

      MOOCH

      When I woke up she was right on top of me.

      Woke me up and lumped me out!

      Damn near knocked my tooth out too.

      GEORGE

      Holy shit, Mooch.

      FLOYD

      Did you hit her back?

      MOOCH

      I wouldn’t do that.

      GEORGE

      You couldn’t do that. June’s twice the man you are. You’re lucky to be alive.

      MOOCH

      Ahhhhh … she’s just a little crabby is all.

      FLOYD

      Seems like she’s always a little crabby these days.

      GEORGE

      Ever since she quit …

      MOOCH

      Naaaaw, that’s not it … It used to be you had to watch your ass when she got her moon time, eh, but once that was done, she’d be just like an angel.

      GEORGE

      (snickers) Angel of Death maybe …

      MOOCH

      For a couple of days, anyways … But now … now she’s got that … moon-a-pause.

      GEORGE

      Moon-a-pause?

      MOOCH

      There’s no telling what she’ll do.

      Get a jug.

      FLOYD

      You gonna chip in?

       MOOCH reaches into his pockets and pulls out a handful of change.

      FLOYD

      How much is that?

      MOOCH

      Twenty bucks, looks like.

      FLOYD

      How did you get that?

      GEORGE

      Raid June’s change jar again?

      MOOCH

      No!

      FLOYD

      The one she puts money in, instead of buying smokes.

      MOOCH

      She gave it to me.

      FLOYD

      You ripped her off!

      MOOCH

      No!

      GEORGE

      No wonder she’s so miserable all the time. She was trying to save up for something nice and you go and drink it away on her. One day you might find yourself out on your ass.

      MOOCH

      You gonna lecture me all goddamn night?

      FLOYD

      How much he got?

      GEORGE

      About ten bucks, looks like.

      MOOCH

      Told you. Now c’mon, let’s chip in and get a jug. We can get more that way.

      FLOYD

      I got a drink.

      MOOCH

      Oh …

       MOOCH watches for FLOYD to drink his beer.

      FLOYD

      You just gonna sit there and watch me?

      MOOCH

      I’m waiting for you. Hurry up, eh.

      FLOYD

      Get your own jug!

      MOOCH

      If we chip in, it’s better. C’mon!

       FLOYD tries to take a drink. MOOCH stares at him the whole time.

      FLOYD

      Oh, for Christ sakes!

      MOOCH

      George, get us a jug.

       MOOCH collects his change from the table.

      MOOCH

      I’ll keep this for the next one.

      FLOYD

      I thought you said you would pitch in.

      MOOCH

      I’ll pitch in for the next one. You get this one.

       FLOYD mutters to

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