Scene 7: The Break
(Lights up out back. Trey write in his journal.)
TREY: I'm gonna sprinkle rat poison on their pretzels and tell them It's powdered sugar. I can't wait to move away and level this stupid town.
(Brendan appears. He's been listening.)
TREY: What are you looking at?
BRENDAN: You're very angry.
TREY: Mind your own bussiness, weirdo. Why aren't you making snow angels somewhere?
BRENDAN: I'm finished with that.
TREY: Where'd you come from anyway?
BRENDAN: I don't know. You shouldn't let those kids make you mad. they just think they're being funny.
TREY: Well they're not.
BRENDAN: So tell them they hurt your feelings and maybe they'll quit.
TREY: They didn't hurt my feelings.
BRENDAN: Alright.
TREY: And they wouldn't quit anyway. You don't even know them. Go away.
BRENDAN: I like your name.
TREY: What?
BRENDAN: Trey. It's a nice name.
TREY: You're nuts.
(Pause)
I was name after Trey Gunn. You know him?
BRENDAN: No.
TREY: No one does. he's a known violinist, famous for playing classical music. Which makes no sense since I don't have a musical bone in my body.
BRENDAN: Have you seen whitestone?
TREY: Quit asking me that.
BRENDAN: Sorry.
TREY: You're so annoying. What is it, a gas station or something?
BRENDAN: No.
TREY: Maybe you're confusing it with the white castle the burger place?
BRRENDAN: It's a farm.
TREY: A farm?
BRENDAN: The whitestone farm. It's where I live.
TREY: Oh. Not a lot of farms around here, wait you forgot where you live?
BRENDAN: No. I was looking for my little brother in the woods, but I couldn't find him, so I decided to go back home because he maybe there, but now I don't know where it is. My home, I mean.
TREY: Do you have amnesia?
BRENDAN: I don't know.
TREY: It happened during the blizzard?
BRENDAN: The snow was up to my waist, but I saw something gray in the woods. I thought it was my brother's clothes, maybe it was just a rabbit. And I ran towards it, and the snow was getting deeper, but I kept runnung, and then a hole opened up under me. And there was snow all around me, and I was falling, but I was sleeping at the same time. And when I woke up, I made a snow angel, and then I saw you.
TREY: That's screwy. Are you on any kind of medication?
BRENDAN: So you don't have any friends?
TREY: What?
BRENDAN: There's nothing wrong with that, I didn't really have any either. I was at the farm all the time, so it was just me working in the field with my Dad.
TREY: Whatever.
BRENDAN: I'll be your friend if you help me find whitestone.
TREY: I don't even know what you're talking about.
BRENDAN: I need to go.
TREY: Hold on. I'm gonna call the police for you.
BRENDAN: No, I have to go.
(Brendan exits. Trey looks after him, perplexed. he writes some more in his journal as the lights cross-fad back to the Pretzel Knot.)