DAFFODILS

AS THE AUDIENCE ENTERS THE AUDITORIUM, THE SOUNDS OF PASSENGER PLANES LANDING CAN BE HEARD. WHEN THE CROWD ARE SEATED, A TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT IS MADE.

 

TANNOY         KLM apologises for the delay to flight 786 from Amsterdam. The estimated arrival time is now 2240.

 

THE LIGHTS GO UP.

 

CENTRE STAGE IS A TABLE. ON THE TABLE THERE IS A TIN OF PASTEL CRAYONS, AND A PIECE OF PAPER. UPSTAGE LEFT IS A LARGE RUBBISH BIN NEXT TO A SIGN POINTING TO ARRIVALS GATE.  UPSTAGE RIGHT IS A LINE OF EMPTY AIRPORT SEATING. TRACTOR, A 26 YEAR OLD IRISH MAN, IS SAT AT THE TABLE. HE IS WEARING A HOODIE, JEANS, TRAINERS AND A HAT HELD ON WITH HUGE HEADPHONES. AT HIS FEET IS A BATTERED HOLDALL. HIS HEAD IS BOBBING TO A TUNE ONLY HE CAN HEAR. TRACTOR IS DRAWING, WITH THE PASTEL CRAYONS, ONTO THE PAPER. TRACTOR LOOKS UP FROM HIS COLOURING, LOOKS DOWN, LOOKS UP AGAIN, REALISES HE HAS SEEN SOMEONE. HE QUICKLY STARTS PUTTING ALL THE CRAYONS BACK IN THE TIN. HE THEN PUTS THE TIN IN HIS BAG. HE THEN HIDES HIS COLOURING UNDER THE TABLE, ON HIS KNEE.

 

SMALLTIME BADBOY MOXY 24, SCOUSER DRESSED LIKE TRACTOR, ENTERS STAGE RIGHT. TRACTOR REMOVES HEADPHONES.

 

TRACTOR        Moxy, where the feck have you been? You should have been here over an hour ago.

MOXY             Pleased to see you too Tractor.

TRACTOR        Feck off.

MOXY SITS DOWN OPPOSITE TRACTOR. TRACTOR LOOKS AT HIS WATCH.

TRACTOR        Higgy said you’d be here before nine. It’s nearly ten.

MOXY             That’s public transport for you, mate.

TRACTOR        You not driving that old banger, anymore?

MOXY             Fuck you. That’s a classic car, not a banger.

TRACTOR LAUGHS

MOXY             Okay, so it’s done a few miles, but it’s still in good nick.

TRACTOR        Good nick! It doesn’t have matching doors.

MOXY             Well I’m getting some next week, (PAUSE) hopefully.

 

MOXY TRIES TO LOOK UNDER THE TABLE TO SEE WHAT TRACTOR WAS DOING. TRACTOR LEANS OVER TO HIDE THE DRAWING.

 

MOXY             What you been up to?

TRACTOR        Nothing.

MOXY             You sure? You look nervous.

TRACTOR        Never mind me, what took you so long?

MOXY             I was doing a bit of business.

TRACTOR        Business? That’s a laugh. Still selling Smarties at the youth club?

MOXY             Get stuffed. I was doing some business in China town.

 

TRACTOR LAUGHS

 

MOXY             Supply and demand.

TRACTOR        I heard you were delivering for the Golden Dragon again.

MOXY             Look, it helps me get round to people, meet new clients.

TRACTOR        Delivering fecking take aways is not doing business.

MOXY             The Dragon does other business besides take aways, you know.

TRACTOR        Tell me you are joking.

MOXY             I get ten percent, and I also get rid of some stuff myself.

TRACTOR        You’re insane? If Higgy finds out you’re dead.

MOXY             He won’t. Any road, I’m not dropping everything, just because Higgy says so.

TRACTOR        Really?

MOXY             Yeah, really. He don’t scare me.

TRACTOR        You’re either brave or stupid, and I’m pretty sure you’re not brave.

MOXY             Fuck Off. Who stepped in when the Flynn’s decided to kick off the other week?

TRACTOR        The Flynns!!!! I’ve got a seven year old niece who can sort the Flynn’s out. Jesus Moxy.

TANNOY         Would all passengers ensure they do not leave luggage unattended.

 

MOXY LOOKS AROUND

 

 

MOXY             Who’s she talking to? There’s nobody here.

TRACTOR        Anyway, has Higgy briefed you?

MOXY             He just said I’ve got to meet some mule flying in from Holland.

TRACTOR        Keep your voice down.

 

TRACTOR and MOXY, NOT VERY SUBTLY, LOOK AROUND.

 

TRACTOR        Did he say anything else?

MOXY             No, he just said you’d fill me in.

TRACTOR        Don’t fecking tempt me. Look, the woman was due nine hours ago from Amsterdam, but the flight was delayed.

MOXY             Looks like she’s stood you up mate.

TRACTOR        Always got something smart to say, haven’t you?

MOXY             Got an NVQ in it mate.

TRACTOR        Well she’s due in, in forty minutes.

MOXY             Result.

TRACTOR        All you do is stand at the barrier with your bunch of daffs. She’ll approach you. Then you take her to Higgy’s. He’ll be waiting.

MOXY             Bunch a daffs?

TRACTOR        Yeah. That’s the sign.

MOXY             What sign?

TRACTOR        That you’re her transport. For Christ’s sake Moxy, keep up.

MOXY             And where the fuck do I get a bunch of daffs from?

TRACTOR        Have you not brought any?

MOXY             Have I fuck. Nobody told me I needed any.

TRACTOR        You’re screwed then.

MOXY             What am I going to do?

TRACTOR        You’ll have to use your fecking NVQ.

MOXY             Fuck off.

 

 

TRACTOR STANDS AND BENDS DOWN TO PICK UP HIS BAG. MOXY GRABS FOR THE BAG. TRACTORS COLOURING FALLS ON THE FLOOR.

 

TRACTOR        Get off.

MOXY             You must have had a bunch. What did you do with em?

 

TRACTOR WRESTLES THE BAG OUT OF MOXY’S GRIP.

 

TRACTOR        They’re in the bin. They died hours ago.

MOXY             Where did you get them from?

TRACTOR        Florists just down there.

 

TRACTOR POINTS STAGE RIGHT

 

MOXY             Thank fuck for that.

 

MOXY JUMPS UP AND RUNS OFF. TRACTOR PICKS UP HIS COLOURING,  SCREWS IT UP, RUNS TO THE BIN AND THROWS IT IN. HE THEN RETURNS TO THE TABLE AND WAITS. MOXY RETURNS.

 

MOXY             It’s shut.

TRACTOR        I know.

MOXY             Why didn’t you tell me?

TRACTOR        You never asked.

MOXY             You Muppet. If you knew it was closing, why didn’t you buy some more?

TRACTOR        If you’d have been here on time, they would still have

been open.

 

TRACTOR LEANS IN CLOSE TO MOXY

 

TRACTOR        Then you could have bought your fecking own.

 

TRACTOR STARTS TO WALK AWAY.

 

TRACTOR        See you around Moxy.

 

 

MOXY WATCHES TRACTOR LEAVE. HE RUNS OVER TO THE RUBBISH BIN. HE STARTS ROOTING THROUGH IT. RUBBISH FALLS ON THE FLOOR. THE BIN HAS NO FLOWERS IN.

 

MOXY           You lying bastard. You didn’t put em in the bin.

 

MOXY NOTICES TRACTORS SCREWED UP COLOURING ON THE FLOOR. HE UNRAVELS IT. IT IS A PASTEL DRAWING OF A BUNCH OF DAFFODILLS. MOXY LOOKS UP TO SEE TRACTOR, AND SMILES.

 

MOXY             Cheers pal.

 

MOXY MOVES BACK TO THE TABLE TO STRAIGHTEN OUT THE DRAWING. HE HOLDS IT UP TO MAKE SURE THEIR PICTURE IS CLEAR.  MOXY TURNS AND LOOKS UPSTAGE LEFT. HE STARTS TO WALK TOWARDS ARRIVALS.

 

TANNOY         KLM apologises for the delay to flight 786 from Amsterdam. The estimated arrival time is now 2310.

 

 

BRIAN LEE

 

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