In Which my 10-minute Play is a Semi-Finalist


I was just informed that my 10-minute play, GRTC, is a semi-finalist in the Little Fish Theatre's annual PICK OF THE VINE contest. They had 480 submissions. I'll know if I'm a finalist by late October or early November. I'm new to the 10-minute format so I'm really happy. I posted it below. Whoo hoo!
GRTC

SETTING:           A metropolitan bus.
AT RISE:            BUS DRIVER comes to the end of the line, parks the bus.  He notices a BOY sitting by himself.

              DRIVER Are you lost?
              BOYNo, sir.
            DRIVER Is this your stop?
            BOY No, sir.
            DRIVER  You realize we've reached the end of the line.
            BOY  Yes, sir.
            DRIVER  I don't start up again for another few minutes.
            BOY  Yes, sir.
            DRIVER  And then I just go back the way we came.
            BOY  Yes, sir.
            DRIVER  You're just going to sit here, then?
            BOY  Yes, sir. If that's okay.
            DRIVER  Okay by me.
            BOY  Thank you.
            DRIVER  I just saw you back here and wanted to make sure you were, you know…
            BOY  I'm not lost.
            DRIVER  Okay. Just checking.
            A WOMAN gets on the bus.
            DRIVER  You're welcome to sit, ma'am, but we don't get to moving for another few minutes yet.
            WOMAN  Oh, I see. Can you turn the air on?
            DRIVER  No, ma'am, I'm sorry. I gotta keep everything cut off until I'm back on line.
            WOMAN  Oh, I see.
            DRIVER  Yes, ma'am.
            WOMAN  I'll just wait then.
             DRIVER  Suit yourself.
            SHE sits. DRIVER addresses BOY.
            DRIVER  You gonna be all right, then?
            BOY  Yes, thank you.
            DRIVER  Okay. I'm right outside if you need me.
            BOY  Um, there is one thing, actually.
            DRIVER  What's that, son?
            BOY  Can you make the bus talk?
            DRIVER  Talk?
            BOY  Yeah, you know.
            DRIVER  Oh, you mean the GPS voice?
            BOY  I don't know what you call it. The voice that says what the next street is.
            DRIVER  Yeah, yeah. The GPS voice.
            BOY  Can you play it?
            DRIVER  Well, I have to switch the motor on to do that.
             BOY stares.
           DRIVER (cont.)I'm sorry, son.
            BOY  Okay.
            DRIVER  Like I told this lady, I can't run the air either, so…
            BOY  Okay. I'll just wait.
             DRIVER  Aw right. We'll be leaving here in a few minutes.
              DRIVER leaves the bus. WOMAN turns to the  boy.
               WOMAN  I like the bus lady voice, too.
            BOY  Yes, ma'am.
            WOMAN  I don't see so good, so I like it she announces the next stop.
            BOY  Yes, ma'am.
            SHE unwraps a piece of gum.
            WOMAN  Would you like a piece of gum?
            BOY  No thank you.
            WOMAN  I have more than one.
            BOY  No thank you.
            WOMAN  Which one is your stop?
            BOY  None.
            WOMAN  None?
            BOY  No, ma'am. I don't live on the bus route.
            WOMAN  You don't?
            BOY  Nuh uh.
            WOMAN  Then why do you ride the bus?
            BOY  Because it talks.
            WOMAN  Ooooh, you like that it talks.
            BOY  Yes ma'm. I like the voice.
            WOMAN  It's nice, isn't it?
            BOY  Yes, ma'am. It's my mother.
            WOMAN  What's your mother, dear?
            BOY  The voice.
            WOMAN  You mean it sounds like your mother?
            BOY  No ma'am. It's my mother.
            WOMAN  The bus is your mother?
            BOY  No ma'am. Just the voice.
            WOMAN  Oh, I see.
            BOY  She's dead.
            WOMAN  Who is?
            BOY  My mother.
            A beat.
            WOMAN  I see. So you—
            BOY  Ride the bus. Yes ma'am.
            The DRIVER gets on the bus.
            DRIVER  Okie dokie. Back the way we came.
            HE starts up the bus.
            FEMALE VO  Welcome to GRTC. Please have your Go Pass ready.

           The BOY smiles at the WOMAN as the bus pulls away.






GRTC







SETTING:                                                            A
metropolitan bus.





AT RISE:            BUS
DRIVER comes to the end of the line, parks the bus.             He
notices a BOY sitting by himself.







                                    DRIVER



Are you lost?





                                    BOY



No, sir.





            DRIVER



Is this your stop?





            BOY



No, sir.





            DRIVER 



You realize we've reached the end of the line.





            BOY 



Yes, sir.





            DRIVER 



I don't start up again for another few minutes.





            BOY 



Yes, sir.





            DRIVER 



And then I just go back the way we came.





            BOY 



Yes, sir.





            DRIVER 



You're just going to sit here, then?





            BOY
 



Yes, sir. If that's okay.





            DRIVER 



Okay by me.





            BOY 



Thank you.





            DRIVER 



I just saw you back here and wanted to make sure you were,
you know…





            BOY 



I'm not lost.





            DRIVER 



Okay. Just checking.





                                    A
WOMAN gets on the bus.





            DRIVER 



You're welcome to sit, ma'am, but we don't get to moving for
another few minutes yet.





                                    WOMAN 



Oh, I see. Can you turn the air on?





            DRIVER 



No, ma'am, I'm sorry. I gotta keep everything cut off until
I'm back on line.





            WOMAN 



Oh, I see.





            DRIVER 



Yes, ma'am.





            WOMAN 



I'll just wait then.





                                    DRIVER 



Suit yourself.





            SHE
sits. DRIVER addresses BOY.





            DRIVER 



You gonna be all right, then?





            BOY 



Yes, thank you.





            DRIVER 



Okay. I'm right outside if you need me.





            BOY 



Um, there is one thing, actually.





            DRIVER 



What's that, son?





                                    BOY 



Can you make the bus talk?





            DRIVER 



Talk?





            BOY 



Yeah, you know.





            DRIVER 



Oh, you mean the GPS voice?





            BOY 



I don't know what you call it. The voice that says what the
next street is.





            DRIVER 



Yeah, yeah. The GPS voice.





            BOY 



Can you play it?





                                    DRIVER 



Well, I have to switch the motor on to do that.





                                     BOY stares.





                        DRIVER 



I'm sorry, son.





            BOY 



Okay.





            DRIVER 



Like I told this lady, I can't run the air either, so…





            BOY 



Okay. I'll just wait.





                                    DRIVER 



Aw right. We'll be leaving here in a few minutes.





                                                            DRIVER
leaves the bus. WOMAN turns to             the
            boy.





                                    WOMAN 



I like the bus lady voice, too.





            BOY 



Yes, ma'am.





                                                WOMAN 



I don't see so good, so I like it she announces the next
stop.





            BOY 



Yes, ma'am.





                                                            SHE
unwraps a piece of gum.





            WOMAN 



Would you like a piece of gum?





            BOY 



No thank you.





                        WOMAN 



I have more than one.





            BOY 



No thank you.





            WOMAN 



Which one is your stop?





            BOY 



None.





            WOMAN 



None?





            BOY 



No, ma'am. I don't live on the bus route.





            WOMAN 



You don't?





            BOY 



Nuh uh.





            WOMAN 



Then why do you ride the bus?





            BOY 



Because it talks.





            WOMAN 



Ooooh, you like that it talks.





            BOY 



Yes ma'm. I like the voice.





            WOMAN 



It's nice, isn't it?





            BOY 



Yes, ma'am. It's my mother.





                                    WOMAN 



What's your mother, dear?





            BOY 



The voice.





            WOMAN 



You mean it sounds like your mother?





            BOY 



No ma'am. It's my mother.





                                    WOMAN 



The bus is your mother?





            BOY 



No ma'am. Just the voice.





            WOMAN 



Oh, I see.





            BOY 



She's dead.





            WOMAN 



Who is?





            BOY 



My mother.





            A
beat.





            WOMAN 



I see. So you—





            BOY 



Ride the bus. Yes ma'am.





            The
driver gets on the bus.





            DRIVER 



Okie dokie. Back the way we came.





            HE
starts up the bus.





            FEMALE
VO 



Welcome to GRTC. Please have your Go Pass ready.The
BOY smiles at the woman. The bus pulls away.


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