2022-10-08
Land of the Neverman
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Jindrich, Vlasta, Siskewicz


		ACT 1
	"Steal this script"

* A bus heading to Pilsen. Jindrich and Vlasta occupy 
seats by the exit. The bus is otherwise relatively empty.
Siskewicz sits behind the driver.

	Jindrich: "And that's it!"

	Vlasta: "That's a terrible story. Did she
		make it?"

	Jindrich: "What? Who? Oh... No, she died in
		the fire like the rest of them."

	Vlasta: "I don't know, man, that sounds like
		a terrible fate for all involved."

	Jindrich: "Yeah, sure, I know what you mean,
		but the point of the whole story is
		that the murderer was the main character.
		It's so well written that nobody ever
		expects it."

	Vlasta: "But she did die in the fire and the
		author, whatever his name was -"

	Jindrich: "[REDACTED]."

	Vlasta: "Right, the guy who wrote it didn't 
		bother to give her a proper send-off."

	Jindrich: "What do you mean? The story was not
		about her. She was just another victim."

	Vlasta: "Come on, she was the sole survivor. 
		The reader expects some sort of retribution;
		here it just ends in a fiery building with
		no resolution!"

	Jindrich: "I don't know what you mean. The killer
		died in the flames and so did the last 
		survivor. It's pretty unusual to write
		an ending like that, you're fishing for
		an estabilished ending which just isn't
		here. This is revolutionary."

	Vlasta: "I can see why this 'amazing' author of 
		yours never published anything in print."

	Jindrich: "You're kidding right? [REDACTED] was a 
		hardcore digitalist. Not only was he 
		a vegan, he swore to never soil a single
		leaf of paper with printer ink. He did
		just that. He was well known in the
		hacker circles for his technical guides,
		but his fiction found little appreciation."
		
	Vlasta: "That sounds like... what's the word..."

	Jindrich: "No! No, no, no. I know what you're
		going for-"

	Vlasta: "Cope."

	Jindrich: "Look... Listen - You asked what was 
		the last thing I read, I told you. Then
		you we're all like 'oooh sounds interesting,
		what's it about?' So I give you the gist.
		THEN you're so enthralled that you want me
		to give you the whole story, and when I'm 
		done, you decide to take a major dump on
		all of it."

	Vlasta: "Just because I wanted to hear what it was
		about doesn't make it a not-a-shitty-story."

	Jindrich: "Nobody really thinks the way you do."

	Vlasta: "Excuse me?"

	Jindrich: "Conversations rarely follow a script 
		like this one. There's sighs, empty echoes,
		awkward si-"

	Vlasta: "Now you're voluntarily spilling your scripting
		career into this?!"

	Jindrich: "What, 'echoes?'"

	Vlasta: "printf me impressed, you are an idiot!"

	Jindrich: "You're this close from ruining this whole
		ordeal."

	Vlasta: "Oooh, look at me, I'm a unix surrealist.
		Please."

	Jindrich: "People don't talk like this!"

	Vlasta: "I was there when your mother got a month
		long paid leave to learn basic."

	Jindrich: "What..."

* Siskewicz stands up, gathers his bag from above his seat and
walks towards the exit, as the bus begins to pull over.

	Vlasta: "You just can't comprehend how people communicate.
		You've always been stuck in your personal cyber
		space."

	Jindrich: "Geez, sorry I brought you along."

	Vlasta: "No harm done."

	Siskewicz: "rm rf, am I right?"

* Vlasta and Jindrich look at Siskewicz in disapproval.