Mason: Certainly heard a noise. Mary: Like what? Mason: Sort of a whooshing sound. Mary: Sort of a whooshing sound? Like we ran over something? Cause I don't see any puncture. Mason: Maybe it's more like a hiss than a whoosh. Or it could have been a slow leak. Mary: It's a perfectly new tire. Well, flat tire happens that's why people have spares Mason: Spares, right. Mary: Be a gentleman and change it for me would you? Mason:Me? Mary: Mason, if it wasn't for you we wouldn't be here. I mean you and your two cups of saki that supposedly incapacitate you. I was just doing you a favor; I'm just giving you a ride home. I should have been home in bed with a book and a chamomile tea. Mason: Okay, Okay don't suppose you have a flashlight do you? Mary: In the glove compartment Mason: Be a gentleman and get it for me would you? As Mary goes away to bring Mason a flashlight, Mason throws away the jack handle, which makes noise |
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Mary: What was that? Mason: I don't know sounded like something big. Mary:(still afraid) Whose there? Mason: Animals come down from the hills looking for stuff to eat and water. Mary: You're sure brave aren't you? Mason: Thank you Mary: All right, get the jack would you? Mason: Sure, what does it looks like? Mary: Well, its looks like … Mason has you ever changed a tire before? Mason: Why, is there any trick to it? Mason: Yea, all I ever learnt about cars was how to drive them and put down the top. Interesting that you drive a convertible though, that shows an adventurous spirit. Mason turns on the car radio. Mary: Mason it's gonna run down the battery. |
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Mary (catching his hand start removing it while talking): I wonder how many women in how many cars with how many mysterious flat tires got this routine before. Mason what do you think this is the 50th? Mason: Marry it's only an arm. Mary: Yes with a hand attached to it. I know all about it, I heard stories Mason: What stories? Where are you going? Mary: I'm going to find a phone to call a tow track. Mary start walking away as Mason shows her the shoes she left behind. Mary: Know what keep those add them to your trophies. They've returned to the car. And they are both waiting sitting outside the car. Mary: Imagine living like this, outdoors in caves wherever. Mary spots a car coming their way. Mary: Oh, we're being rescued. Wait a minute that's not a tow track. It turned out it's a deliveryman from the Japanese restaurant. |
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Mason: Hello. Deliveryman: 12 sushi, 2 Japanese sodas, 1 green tea, 2 fortune cookies. Mason: Thank you. Mary: Fortune cookies from a Japanese restaurant? Mason: Yes that's why I like this restaurant. The deliveryman brings candles Mason: Oh candles. Wonderful! Mason sighs in relief Mason: You can keep the change. |
Mason: Like a fortune cookie? What's yours saying? Mary: Interesting. Mason: What is it? Mary: You go first. Mason: "Petals blown on the wind will bring you love and insecurity". Mary: Insecurity? Mason: Hope it's a misprint. Mary: No, no what that's means is that a chance event will come along and bring to path in your life. Mason: Either that or I'll fall in love with a florist. Now you. Mary (eating her cookie): My, these are good. Mason: Stop staling. Mary: Mason, this is a little personal. Mason: Oh good, read it. Mary: All right, generosity is the shrubbery of life. Mason: What? Mary: "Generosity is the shrubbery of life". Mason: The shrubbery?(They both began to laugh together) I think it loses something in translation. Mary: No, no, no you see, what it means is that the shrubbery is very pretty and naturally make things look very nice so if you're generous that means… Mason: It's like planting shrubbery all over the place. Mary: Oh, exactly. |
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Mason: She even has a sense of humor. You're perfect you know that? Mary: I feel perfect, right now I feel perfectly perfect. Mason: You know they are always talking about planting kisses the way you plant shrubbery. I think it would be generous of you if you would …(they kiss) you are so.. Mary: No, don't say anything. And they continue to kiss. |
Mary: I have a confession to make. Mason: So do I. Mary: You first. Mason: I was first the last time you first. Mary: Right, I know that you let the air our of my tire. Mason: Oh, that was my confession, how did you know? Mary: I just figured. Mason: And you're angry Mary: Moderately. Mason: Talking about unoriginal, ha? Mary: Yea it was pretty oggy. Mason: And you know what else I did? I threw the Jack handle into the woods. Mary: I should have figured. Mason: And when I went to the phone boot, I never called the tow track service, I called my answering machine. Mary: And here I sit. Blissfully unaware, not a care in the world. |
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Mason: Thinking they are going to arrive at any minute. Mary: Well, good night Mason. Mason: Wait a minute, where are you going? Mary: Well, you'll stay with the car to watch, I'll call a tow track when I get home have them come and pick you up. Mason: Then you are mad at me. Mary: Why should I be mad? I knew you are a liar and a lecher. Mason: Two or three kisses does not alech me. Mary: And when you think about it Mason, I've got a free dinner out of it. You're going to buy me a new Jack, you're going to change my battery, you're going to mmm.. change the tire, recharge my battery. And.. Mason: You didn't think I was so despicable two minutes ago. Mary: Oh, no just laughable Mason: Wait a minute, Mary, wait! Mary goes out of the car and as Mason tries to stop her he accidentally closes the car's door on her dress. Which tears her dress apart. Mary: Oh. Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen. Wait a minute you'd think maybe you could..? Mary tears his shirt's pocket apart. Mason: Well okay are we even now? Mary nodes her head as saying no. Mason: All right what about if I'll walk barefoot all the way home, that do it? (He takes his shoes off and throws them away) Now are we even? Mary nodes her head again, then kicks him on his barefoot. Mason(in pain): Au! Mary: Now we are! Mason: Mary, Mary! But Mary have already started going towards their home and Mason has no choice but to follow her. |
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