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Just Friends (sample) by Kathryn Blume created for the University of Vermont's freshman orientation on date rape
Darkness. A Voice. VOICE: This hearing of The University of Vermont's Judicial Advisory Board is called to investigate an alleged sexual assault involving UVM students. Your presence has been requested by either the accused assaulter or the alleged victim for you to report your observations leading up to or around the incident
(Emily and Cesca’s dorm room. Emily, sitting on her bed, reading a play, silently mouthing lines. Cesca enters with a big sports bag, wet hair, drinking Gatorade.) EMILY: Hey! CESCA: Hey. EMILY: Oooh. Bad game? CESCA: Hammered. EMILY: Again? CESCA: Shut up! We tried. They were freakin’ monsters! EMILY: That sucks. CESCA: Yeah, well, there are compensations. EMILY: Like what? CESCA: Babes out there. Nothing but babes. EMILY: Ahhhh. So…you been compensated yet? CESCA: Maybe. EMILY: Cesca! Who? CESCA: If I told ya’, I’d have to kill ya’. EMILY: Why? Is it the coach or something? CESCA: Oh god no. Jeeze! Actors! Mind in the gutter. EMILY: So? CESCA: What? EMILY: Who? CESCA: Well… EMILY: Tell! CESCA: Ok, look. She’s supposed to be at Nick’s party tonight. EMILY: At a frat party? CESCA: She’s friends with Nick. Plus it’s her band that’s playing. EMILY: You’re in love with a rock star? CESCA: Hardly. EMILY: So who is she? What does she play? CESCA: Rugby. EMILY: No, stupid, in the band! CESCA: Oh, well… Wait until the party. If she remembers I exist, then I’ll introduce you. If not, I’ll point her out just before we leave / and we can trash her on the way home. EMILY: /and we can trash her on the way home. (Knock on the door) Come in! (Seth enters) SETH: Hey! CESCA: Hey! EMILY: Speaking of trash! (Quick, friendly kiss) How’d it go? SETH: Not bad in the monologue. Got ‘em laughing. But my voice cracked once on the song. EMILY: Good enough for a callback? SETH: Tomorrow afternoon! EMILY: Sweet! SETH: Hey, I’m heading over to Nick’s – help him set up for tonight. EMILY: You are? SETH: He asked. EMILY: Wow. CESCA: What’s the big deal? EMILY: Well, if someone ignored you for the first 19 years of your life… SETH: He wasn’t that bad. EMILY: Right. Like you didn’t write “Nick the Prick.” CESCA: What’s that? SETH: Emily – EMILY: Epic musical – SETH: No – EMILY: Total “Les Miz.” SETH: Stop. EMILY: Christmas – SETH: Cut it out – EMILY: - of eighth grade. SETH: You’re gonna die. EMILY: Book by Seth, music by yours truly. My first “foray” at songwriting. (Seth attacks her while she sings) “Nick the Prick needs a big fat stick to beat his hairy ass.” SETH: (While she’s singing) No. No. No. No. No! EMILY: “He has a heart of stone, and an itty bitty bone –“ (Seth succeeds in restraining her and getting a hand over her mouth so even though she keeps singing, we can’t hear the words of the rest of the phrase.) SETH: No! CESCA: Emily, shame on you. When a man says, “No –” (Knock on the door) ALL THREE (Emily from behind Seth’s hand): Come in! (Nick enters) NICK: Yo. CESCA: Speak of the devil.
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