Friday, March 11, 2016

Bright Red Object That Can't Be Important

Blood on the sand.

Let us pause for a moment and think whose we want it to be.

Okay?

Now let's get on with the story......

Victor looks at the blood which is sticky.

He then glances around.

A paddling dad is nearby, in the water.

Victor gets out his notebook to record an interview.

But wait. He ought first to take off his shoes.

He puts down the notebook.

This thorough policing takes ages........

Where are Vello and Terence meanwhile?

Vello, feeling in need of a coffee, has entered the Rockpool Café, with Terence.

Sweezus and Arthur are inside.

Sweezus is sitting in a chair with both feet up on a table. Lisa is dabbing his cuts.

Arthur is fiddling with knives.

Sweezus, Arthur! says Vello. You're alive!

Yeah, says Sweezus. Lucky for some.

We thought you got EATEN, says Terence.

We nearly got eaten, says Sweezus. But it was some other dude that got eaten.

Yes, says Lisa. Poor old Dazza. Shark got him. He died.

I died, says Terence. I got run over.

Come off it, says Sweezus.

How'd that happen? asks Arthur.

I was teaching Saint Joseph to fly. He kept stopping. All his legs came off.

So he's wingless and legless, says Arthur.

Geez! says Sweezus. He must look like a tube!

He does rather, says Vello.

No he doesn't, says Terence. He's got horns.

Horns are good, says Sweezus. And you didn't die, obviously.

And that goes for you too, says Vello. Now tell me. Have you learned all your lines?

Pr.....etty much, says Sweezus, unconvincingly.

Because we've got two sellout shows this weekend, says Vello. We must return to Adelaide first thing tomorrow morning.

Can I be in it? asks Terence.

Not this year, says Vello. But you can be a stand-in.

It's not fair! says Terence. Can I at least be the Bright Red Object?

I don't remember a Bright Red Object, says Vello.

It's a sheep, says Arthur, who does vaguely remember. It's swimming.

Well, well, says Vello. It can't be very important if I've forgotten it.

Terence glowers.

He stomps out of the Rockpool Café.

He heads down to the beach to join Victor, who has finally got his shoes off and is interviewing the paddler.

About Dazza's blood on the sand.


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