Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Scene Three

On the rooftop of the MDG offices, later that night. Kevin is sitting on the wall alone, in the dark. Patrick opens the door and, seeing Kevin walks out and sits, straddling the wall facing Kevin. Kevin watches him approach silently.

Patrick: Hello

Kevin: Hello

Patrick: Thanks for meeting me here. I didn't know if we would be able to get up here at night on a weekend.

Kevin: Perks of being the boss.

Patrick (chuckling): Right.

(there is a long pause. Kevin is looking ahead, rubbing his hands on his thighs. Patrick is chewing his lip, staring at Kevin's profile)

Patrick: Do you...(he clears his throat)...do you remember the first time you came up on the roof? The first time you found it?

Kevin: I remember.

Patrick: It was the day after...you know...Megan's wedding and...uhm...you...

Kevin: Patrick, I said, I remember.

Patrick: Ok, yeah. No, it was...just...it was I think, it was maybe one of those times that you...

(Kevin turns to look at Patrick)

Kevin: That I what?

Patrick: I think it's one of the times that you count as chasing after me, right? (he blurts out quickly)

(Kevin turns away again and remains silent)

Patrick: It's just that if I could have us have this conversation somewhere else I would have loved to have it on that Naval Destroyer, but I don't think you could pull that off, right? (Patrick laughs nervously)

(Kevin shakes his head and turns to Patrick again)

Kevin: What the fuck are you talking about?

Patrick: No, it's just that, you said you were always chasing me and I just wanted to remind you that I was the one who chased you first, right? Remember? When I tried to hook up with you while sitting on that torpedo?

(Kevin stares at Patrick, bemused)

Patrick: Right? So I've been counting and it's kind of like a game where I've been sort of...like...assigning points and stuff...cos...we both like games right? And we both like to win?

Kevin: Are you serious?

Patrick: Just hear me out, OK? You'll understand the game soon, and then we can just figure out who has the most points and who wins.

Kevin. The most...points.

Patrick: Yes! So the torpedo thing, that's got to be...like...at LEAST a 10, cos..I mean...come on. That was a total epic pass. I asked my fricking boss out while straddling a torpedo! Who does that...right?

Kevin: Points, Patrick?

Patrick: So I have 10, and then you get 5 for the wedding, cos everybody does stupid stuff at a wedding so it's not...particularly original. Right?

Kevin: Patrick...

Patrick: No listen...just...I'm not making fun, or making a joke, or pretending it's not important...I just want you to know that...that...I listened to what you said. Ok. I listened to every word and I've really been thinking about it, about everything, and I want you to know that the only reason I didn't chase you or beg you was that you weren't...available. But I still wanted to. I still wanted to be with you, and I spent my weekends here at work with you, and it's not as if I even tried to stop you in the office that night, right? And yes, you had to make the moves, but, you were with Jon and I really, REALLY wished from that very first moment I saw you on that boat, that you weren't and that you could be with me instead.

Kevin: Patrick...(sighs heavily)...it's not just about that.

Patrick: I know. I know. There's a whole lot of stuff that we have to clear up, but it's a start right? And...to me it's really important because...it sounded like you just didn't believe I love you, and that...well that fucking breaks my heart Kevin. Because I do. I really love you. And I want you to know that.

(Kevin looks away and bites his lip as tears start to form in his eyes. Eventually he shakes his head)

Kevin: Patrick...

Patrick: No, don't say anything now ok. It's my turn to talk, and you have to just listen for a moment. Ok?

(Kevin nods his head)

Patrick: I think we both said some really...fuck...some really hurtful things, and we both pulled away, but...I'm not giving up, OK? I know right now you think you want me to leave, but I'm not going to. I'm not moving my stuff out. I'm not taking my toothbrush back...tonight I'm going to stay at Agustin's place, and tomorrow we can have our first proper moving in day. Ok?

(Patrick reaches out to take Kevin's hand. Kevin lets him)

Patrick: Ok?...Kevin?...hey, you can talk now...if you have anything... to say.

(Kevin is still staring ahead)

Kevin: I'm not sure I can hold it together for you and me both, this time, Patrick. If you...if you go off on a freak out, I'm just not in a place where I can handle that right now. I feel like I've lost everything and I feel like I've just been gutted and I feel hollow and I feel like I'm losing my fucking mind...

Patrick: shhhh....shhhh (Patrick takes Kevin's shoulders and turns Kevin to face him). Listen to me...You don't have to handle anything, OK? Look at me. I'm totally bad-ass right now. I'm fucking superman. I can do it for both of us, I swear. If it's your turn to freak out, I'll be the one holding us together. OK?...Kevin...just say OK?

Kevin: Maybe it's just too fast....

Patrick: Compared to what?

Kevin: What do you mean?

Patrick: Too fast compared to what? To whom? It's not like we've done anything else the normal way, right? I mean, how long have we even been in this relationship? Do we count the time from when I first asked you out, or from when we first kissed, or when we first fell in love? I don't even know when that was for you but for me, I think I knew the day you danced for me. Remember that?

Kevin: Jesus (finally laughs). You were so fucking freaked out, I should have known then how much hard work you'd be.

Patrick: You love it, you liar. You love telling me to calm down, to stop talking, to stop freaking out...

(They both smile at each other. Then Kevin turns serious)

Kevin: We've got a lot of stuff to work out Patrick.

Patrick: I know. (Patrick strokes Kevin's head, runs his hand down his arm and rubs his fingers over Kevin's clenched fist). There's a list in my head of a whole bunch of topics that we have to talk about, and we will, but you know what? Tonight? No more talking. I'm exhausted and I'm going to crash at Agustin's. And tomorrow morning you'll call MDG and tell them the boss and his boyfriend are taking a couple of days off, and you can cook me a crazy breakfast to start the day when I come over in the morning, and then I'll cook you dinner in our kitchen, I'll make you my Mac n cheese that you love, and then we can just...be together...in our home, and we can do...whatever we want. You just have to say...OK.

(Kevin smiles and leans in to touch his forehead against Patrick's)

Kevin: OK (he whispers)

(Patrick sighs deeply)

Patrick: Can I ask one more thing?

Kevin: You can ask anything you want.

Patrick: Can I kiss you? I really want to kiss you.

(Kevin smiles and blinks back tears)

Kevin: It would be my total fucking pleasure, Patrick Murray, if you were to kiss the fucking shit out of me.

(Patrick leans in to kiss Kevin but stops an inch away)

Patrick: You know this gets me at least 1000 points, right? I might even be ahead right now...

(Kevin laughs and then Patrick kisses the fucking shit out of him)

End of scene 3