gatsby, say nick
what- gatsby
-i love you
-thanks, old sport
- y ou know how you feel about daisy
his eyes narrow
don't you fucking bring her into this
nick sighs
thats how i feel for you
WHERES THE FUCKING GREEN LIGHT NICK
gatsby screams WHERE IS YOUR LIGHT NOW
you don't have a light says nick
YOU HAVE YOUR HOUSE LIT UP LIKE ITS A FUCKING FIRE
oh
says gatsby
why thank you
you think daisy notices it from her dock?
yeah…. nick agrees. she has a dildo
OH MY GOD says gatsby
THATS HOT
fuck yeah says nick
but y'know what
what says gatsby
its not as hot as you says nick
gatsby nods
i know
nick looks off into the distance you know what i want
me says gatsby
well yeah that'd be nice… but, you know what, and he turns and whispers, old sport, would be really nice?
what? asks gatsby
suddenly tom bursts in with apples. everyone screams.
tom says nick. what the fuck?
i'm sorry. he says. he takes a bites of the apples. i was so hungry for something
apples? says gatsby. he shakes his head.
no… oranges. but we ate them all. he sighs unhappily and continues to eat his apples. gatsby shakes his head.
well, i'm sorry about the oranges.
if daisy bitched about the oranges, you'd get more. tom says angrily, biting into a third apple. he kept taking a bite of each apple and then tossing it aside. so far, two apples, each with a bite taken out of them, sat at his feet. he dropped the third and reached for the fourth.
you like her, gatsby says tom.
you'd get her oranges says tom. tom spits.
YOU WOULD EAT HER ORANGES.
oh no. stop that. says nick. thats gross. she's my cousin.
gatsby glares at tom. i could buy her a fucking orange forest. i could supply her with many oranges.
but he shakes his head. alas. she has a man with apples
she actually like strawberries says nick. idk what you all are talking about with these apples and oranges.
then he turns to gatsby
GATSBY
WHAT says gatsby.
SUCK ME OFF.
gatsby looks between the two of them
nick says gatsby
what
they're onto you
who? says nick
the apples. they're everywhere. and then he shakes his head. dammit, no, that's not what i meant. like, my people.
people?
yes, people says gatsby.
you're already cheating on me?
yeah, i'm sorry. he looks to tom. c'mere you dickwad
tom drops the apples and sails into gatsby's arms. twenty apples sat at his feet.
gatsby? says tom, looking him in the eye, happier than ever.
yes? says gatsby.
tom leans forward, lowering his voice for gatsby's ears only.
suck me off.
gatsby wipes a tear from his eye and nods. okay.
they leave nick with twenty apples. each with one bite taken out of them.
nick kicks one angrily
dammit
i should've brought oranges
gatsby looks over his shoulder as he and tom sail into the sky, and solemnly nods.
