(All is quiet. Greg sits in his car, waiting in the dark.
His car is off, all but his music is cold, dark and silent.)
Greg: I can't believe I got roped into this (he mutters)
(the silence is interrupted, when the door flies open-
A dark hooded boy sits down.)
Greg: hey Stephen.
Stephen: don't.
Greg: don't have to ask me twice.
(Greg starts driving- they drive in silence for a while)
Stephen: how did mom know where to find me.
Greg: Mmmmmh well, hah...
Stephen: you didn't. You wouldn't!!
Greg: man I had to. I'm worried about ya.
Stephen: yeah whatever, ya nark!
Greg: I wouldn't have done it unless I was positive
Of what was going down, I mean just last week cops found
You in possession of-- (SMASH)
(the car windshield spiderwebs
All across their view)
Stephen: what the he---
Greg: (eery pause) run Stephen.
END
-Clem.
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