Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Scene Six

Scene: later that evening, around 6pm, Kevin and Patrick stand in the living room, a pile of flattened empty boxes by the front door. Patrick is staring at his phone.

Patrick: Agustin texted. He should be here in a few minutes. He actually sprung for an uber car, which sort of blows my mind. (Patrick looks all around him distractedly, exhaling deeply). I think we did a pretty good job, right?

Kevin: I am...fucking...exhausted!

Patrick: I know. I don't think I can cook tonight. Do you mind if we get takeout? How do people even get takeout in this building? Do you have to go down and meet them in the lobby? This fucking fob system. Really? Is there THAT much crime in San Francisco that we need to live in fucking Fort Knox?

Kevin: Calm down Patrick (Kevin laughs). You go down and get Agustin, and I'll go down and get the take out. See? We take turns. Compromise.

Patrick: Shut up.

Kevin: Or maybe I should just make you do both trips since I am the big decision maker of the day.

Patrick: I still don't see how you can award yourself 10,000 points for standing on my stoop that night (Patrick grumbles). I'll never fucking catch up.

(Kevin pats Patrick on the shoulder condescendingly as he passes him by to add an empty box to the pile by the door)

Kevin: That's all right babe. I'll go easy on the romance for the next few years. Give you a chance to come up with the most awesome, most epic gesture to top it.

Patrick: You are such an ass. And also...you are NOT a gracious winner. I knew you were competitive, but Jesus, Kevin...gloat much?

Kevin: Would you like some cheese with that whine, Patrick Murray?

(Patrick drops his head in his hands, shaking his head)

Patrick: Oh god. I moved in with my mother.

Kevin: What shall we order for dinner? Does KFC deliver? I feel like having something greasy and fried. I'm so fucking hungry and tired! I am NEVER moving again.

Patrick: Kevin, say it isn't so! What about our cute little cottage with the porch where we sit together like two miserable...

Kevin. Sorry, Patrick. This is it. This is where we grow old and miserable and die.

Patrick: You mean I can't persuade my beautiful, manly, rich boyfriend to buy me a little house on the river someday? No? What's the use of dating the boss if I don't get to spend all his money? You should have seen Lyn's place on the Russian River!

Kevin: Don't remember being invited to the house. I remember having to drive home for two fucking hours while you got to go back to your cozy little palace.

Patrick: Ahhh...poor Kevin. Didn't I make it worth your while? You said I made your head explode!

Kevin: That's not all that exploded..

(the door bell rings, interrupting their banter, startling them both.)

Kevin: Who's that?

(Patrick makes a freaky scared face at Kevin as he goes to open the door. Agustin is standing there, with a package)

Patrick: Oh my god! How did you get in here? Is it just me that can't operate this building? (he hugs Agustin and ushers him in)

Agustin: No, I just met someone who was coming into the building and they let me in and up once I told them I was visiting you. Seems you two are already...famous?