Chapter ten
by weirdDAR
(Trinity steps into the row boat, and Monk stands at the dock, in silence.)
Trinity:
What is it?
Monk:
Is it safe?
Trinity:
Of course it's safe.
Monk:
Does it have a label anywhere that explains the maximum capacity?
Trinity: (Without looking.)
No.
Monk:
But you didn't even look.
Trinity:
I don't need to. Row boats don't have labels.
Monk:
Well, let's suppose they do... how many people should be in one, do you think?
Trinity: (Sighs)
Two?
(Monk groans.)
Trinity:
What?
Monk:
There's two of us. That's just enough. What if they were off by a few?
Trinity: (angry)
Fine! Three at one time!
Monk:
I don't know about this--
(Trinity pulls Monk into the boat, and starts rowing to the other side. Monk freaks out.)
Monk: (Screaming)
NO! NO! Please! Take me back!
Trinity: (Sarcastically)
If you can find a reverse button, then we'll go back.
(Monk looks around, and then notices that was a joke.)
Monk:
That isn't funny.
(Trinity laughs and continues to row. Monk calms down, slightly. He begins getting sea sick.)
Monk:
Can we pull over for a minute?
Trinity:
Pull over? What do you think this is?
Monk:
I think it's a row boat, why?
(Silence)
Trinity:
What's wrong?
Monk:
I think I'm going to throw up.
(Trinity rushes to stop.)
Trinity:
Go over the side.
(Monk slowly puts his head over the side of the boat, with his eyes closed, and slightly pukes.)
Trinity:
That's it?
Monk: (Without lifting his head back into the boat)
I haven't eatten much lately.
Trinity: (Freaking out)
Monk! Look out!
Monk: (Without opening his eyes.)
I rather not.
Trinity: (Still freaking out.)
Monk! Where's your gun?
Monk: (Eyes still closed.)
You must still have it.
Trinity: (Pulls out the gun.)
Move away Monk.
(Monk backs into the boat, and opens his eyes. A skeleton hand is reaching out of the water. Along with three others. Monk looks the other way, which has more.)
Monk: (Whispering, although panicking.)
Row the boat, Trinity.
(Now yelling.)
For God's sake ROW THE BOAT.
(Trinity rows as fast as she can, and the hands make an effort to grab them, but they all miss. Finnaly, they reach shore, Monk literally jumps out, onto the dock.)
Monk:
If you EVER make me get into a boat again...
(Trinity laughs)
Trinity:
You're funny.
Monk:
How am I funny?
(Trinity doesn't answer, instead she is staring at an object. Monk turns around and notices it. The Lakeside hotel.)
Trinity:
We're here.
To be continued...
by weirdDAR
(Trinity steps into the row boat, and Monk stands at the dock, in silence.)
Trinity:
What is it?
Monk:
Is it safe?
Trinity:
Of course it's safe.
Monk:
Does it have a label anywhere that explains the maximum capacity?
Trinity: (Without looking.)
No.
Monk:
But you didn't even look.
Trinity:
I don't need to. Row boats don't have labels.
Monk:
Well, let's suppose they do... how many people should be in one, do you think?
Trinity: (Sighs)
Two?
(Monk groans.)
Trinity:
What?
Monk:
There's two of us. That's just enough. What if they were off by a few?
Trinity: (angry)
Fine! Three at one time!
Monk:
I don't know about this--
(Trinity pulls Monk into the boat, and starts rowing to the other side. Monk freaks out.)
Monk: (Screaming)
NO! NO! Please! Take me back!
Trinity: (Sarcastically)
If you can find a reverse button, then we'll go back.
(Monk looks around, and then notices that was a joke.)
Monk:
That isn't funny.
(Trinity laughs and continues to row. Monk calms down, slightly. He begins getting sea sick.)
Monk:
Can we pull over for a minute?
Trinity:
Pull over? What do you think this is?
Monk:
I think it's a row boat, why?
(Silence)
Trinity:
What's wrong?
Monk:
I think I'm going to throw up.
(Trinity rushes to stop.)
Trinity:
Go over the side.
(Monk slowly puts his head over the side of the boat, with his eyes closed, and slightly pukes.)
Trinity:
That's it?
Monk: (Without lifting his head back into the boat)
I haven't eatten much lately.
Trinity: (Freaking out)
Monk! Look out!
Monk: (Without opening his eyes.)
I rather not.
Trinity: (Still freaking out.)
Monk! Where's your gun?
Monk: (Eyes still closed.)
You must still have it.
Trinity: (Pulls out the gun.)
Move away Monk.
(Monk backs into the boat, and opens his eyes. A skeleton hand is reaching out of the water. Along with three others. Monk looks the other way, which has more.)
Monk: (Whispering, although panicking.)
Row the boat, Trinity.
(Now yelling.)
For God's sake ROW THE BOAT.
(Trinity rows as fast as she can, and the hands make an effort to grab them, but they all miss. Finnaly, they reach shore, Monk literally jumps out, onto the dock.)
Monk:
If you EVER make me get into a boat again...
(Trinity laughs)
Trinity:
You're funny.
Monk:
How am I funny?
(Trinity doesn't answer, instead she is staring at an object. Monk turns around and notices it. The Lakeside hotel.)
Trinity:
We're here.
To be continued...