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KAREN: Please Carlin, we will tell you everything in the car.
CARLIN: [crossing his arms] Now.
J.R.: We either get on with it and explain in the van or you never see Karen or I again.
CARLIN: Fuckin’ melodrama, Jesus! Fine. Whatever. Go.
J.R.: Park by the dumpsters with the back doors unlocked. Call me instantly if the area looks busy or you see anyone. You shouldn’t. Nobody goes there at this time from this building. Rarely anyway. If you see someone, call.
Carlin’s breathing deepens.
J.R.: Please, go now. I’ll explain in order.
Clearly angered and confused Carlin leaves.
J.R. heads to the closet.
David, nervous and distressed locks his crying eyes on J.R.
J.R. removes the gag.
J.R.: Hungry now?
DAVID: Yes, please, anything.
J.R.: Karen, bring the shake.
Karen emerges with the protein shake.
David tries to articulate a “Thank you.”
J.R.: Silence. Drink this.
He feeds David the protein shake. Once finished J.R. tries to put the gag back in but not before David manages to speak.
DAVID: (falling apart) Please, don’t gag me. I can’t take it and I keep passing in and out… And I won’t yell, and I won’t say a thing…. I just want to go home. And I won’t tell anyone about this, or you, or anything… I won’t contact Sam. Nothing. And I’ll leave, I’ll be gone. Nobody will know. And I won’t. I won’t do anything. Please, please. No more darkness. No more gagging. Please!
J.R.: I’ll let you sit here with the door ajar. [beat] Condition number one is I’m tying your legs so you can’t run off. Condition number two, the gag can stay out so you can breathe. [beat] If you try to leave, or yell both will go back and I won’t be able to trust you, so I might not be able to…
[stops verbalizing his thoughts] Are we clear?
Karen looks at J.R., unable to determine whether she’s turned on by his authoritative demeanour or disgusted.
DAVID: I promise.