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Chapter 24

 

THE NEW SWINGTON ESTATE

1100HRS

 

 

[Night passes and morning arrives. Despite the earlier incident, most

Swingtonites are awake]

 

MARION HORACE

[shakes her sleeping husband awake]

Guess what?

 

JAMES HORACE

What? Another kerfuffle?

 

MARION HORACE

Silly. No. It is sunny today. Rise and shine.

 

JAMES HORACE

Fantastic. I am feeling better already.

 

* * *

 

SIMON SENECA

[snoring]

 

* * *

 

JOHN KNOWS

It is good to have the sun shine in these dark days. The little wins. I need

to find out from Strauss what that was all about.

 

* * *

 

HARRY AND JOSEPHINE MOTLEY

[jogging, they pass by Dak Rundy’s lawn. Dak Rundy is seated on his

porch]

[in unison]

Morning Dak.

 

DAK RUNDY

Morning Harry, Morning Josephine

[mutters as they pass by]

Wankers.

 

* * *

[Noise erupts from the living room. The TV is on. A sports broadcast

comes on. Sally and David are still in bed]

 

SALLY MABRAT

 

HOOPTE GOBBLEDYGOOK

I guess he arrived at Damascus.

 

DAVID PABRAT

I will set him straight. In time.

 

* * *

 

JOJI KOJIMA

[wakes up with a start, grabs the alarm clock]

Oh shit!

 

* * *

 

SARAH DJIMON

[on her way to the estate caretaker’s office she glimpse at the gate and

sees multiple police vehicles parked on the settlement side]

God, I hope they are arresting the whole lot of them.

 

* * *

 

LEAH KAPALDI

[speaking from the kitchen]

Your breakfast will grow cold babe.

 

ERIC KAPALDI

[speaking from the bedroom]

You know I had this funny dream. I dreamt that the settlement was up

in smoke and that there were firetrucks all over the place.

 

LEAH KAPALDI

I didn’t dream anything.

 

ERIC KAPALDI

I guess it was my way of imagining someone angry enough to have

torched the place up after what happened.

 

LEAH KAPALDI

And who would be crazy enough to do such a thing?

 

* * *

 

JOE SMOCKER

What is the opposite of good morning Lenny?

 

LENNY SMOCKER

Bad morning, I guess?

 

JOE SMOCKER

Sounds too easy. You mean you didn’t find a better answer in your

Thesaurus, Lenny?

 

LENNY SMOCKER

Will you let me be? I am stymied.

 

JOE SMOCKER

Bad morning, Lenny.

 

LENNY SMOCKER

 

HOOPTE GOBBLEDYGOOK

Well thanks brother.

 

JOE SMOCKER

You have a burning problem, you know that.

 

LENNY SMOCKER

I don’t have a burning problem, I just like burning. No problem.

 

JOE SMOCKER

You are crazy. No more crazy ideas.

 

LENNY SMOCKER

[Ruffles his hair, breaks into a smile]

Well, it is still a good idea. Will keep it for future use. It is a matter of

honour. We cannot let a good idea go to waste.

 

JOE SMOCKER

Is there something I should know about you, Lenny?

 

LENNY SMOCKER

[throws a wide grin]

I love the smell of gasoline in the morning…

 

* * *

 

CAIN MISON

Hey Mars. How is it going?

 

MARS ANON

Same old. Same old.

You look like shit, what happened to you bruh?

 

CAIN MISON

I haven’t slept for a while now. It didn’t help that those goddam

immigrants kept me awake the whole night with their goddam

excruciating noises.

 

MARS ANON

What excruciating noises?

* * *

~FIN~