Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Act II Scene One

One month later, at the end of January, Patrick is sitting alone near midnight in their apartment, working on his laptop. He hears the door open, and turns to see Kevin walking in.

Kevin: (in a fake American accent) Honey, I'm home!

Patrick: Ahhh...my hero returns.

(Kevin walks over to Patrick from behind the sofa and leans down to kiss his neck. Patrick smiles wryly as he turns his head away.)

Patrick: Are you a little drunk tonight?

Kevin: Mmmhmmm (Kevin continues nuzzling his neck)

Patrick: Oh great.

Kevin: Is there a problem Patrick Murray?

Patrick: Well are you grabby/horny drunk, or just lie on the floor sleeping drunk, like New Years.

Kevin: Definitely horny. Let's fuck.

Patrick: Absolutely not. I have work to do, so just... go to bed and sleep it off.

Kevin: I can't go to bed without you. I'm horny. Come on. Come to bed with me. Or we can do it here.

Patrick: No! I have to work! You know we've got this stupid deadline, and there's no way I'm going to make it if I don't get this fucking build to render.

Kevin: I hate work. It's almost midnight. Come to bed, please?

Patrick: You know, YOU may get to schmooze the night away with marketing and management, with everyone sucking up to you, but some of us at MDG actually have to design and build the fucking games you're out there taking the credit for.

Kevin: Paaatriiick. I neeeeeed you.

(Patrick laughs)

Patrick: I can't take you right now. Go and sit over there and be quiet.

(Kevin flops exhaustedly in a chair, staring at Patrick)

Kevin: Why can't you do it tomorrow night? ( he asks grumpily)

Patrick: Because tomorrow I am meeting Megan, remember?

Kevin: Fuuuuuck. I blocked it out of my mind.

Patrick: Very funny. Well I'm not so lucky. She 'summoned' me so I have to go. I haven't spoken to her since...you know.

Kevin: I'll be thinking of you darling. While you're out there fighting the good fight, I'll be keeping the home fires burning. And if you should fall in battle...

Patrick: Shut up and let me work. Owen's finally acting normal again, and I don't want to screw it up by letting him down with this, ok? So...just sit there...quietly.

(Kevin stares at Patrick as he types away on his laptop, concentrating)

Kevin: God, I'm horny.

Patrick: Kevin...

Kevin: Look at you, sitting there all...sexy...with those glasses.

(Patrick looks up at Kevin)

Patrick: My glasses? Seriously?

Kevin: I love those fucking glasses. It makes me feel like I'm fucking a cute librarian.

Patrick: And that's a particular fantasy of yours? I did not know that.

Kevin: Let's take a shower and we can have lovely drunk shower sex. You LOVE drunk shower sex.

Patrick: uhm....yeah...when I'm drunk. This would be more like you enjoying drunk shower sex while I do all the work. I think I'll pass on that tonight.

(Kevin pouts)

Kevin: One month and you're sick of me already.

Patrick: That's about right. (Patrick continues typing)

Kevin: Is this because I wouldn't let you cum yesterday morning?

Patrick: Kevin...

Kevin: You know I love to keep you on the edge. You know I love to hear you begging. But if you like, you can do that to me tonight, as punishment.

Patrick: You really can't think about anything but sex right now, can you.

Kevin: You look so fucking hot, all serious, all business-like, with those fuzzy socks.

Patrick: Oh my god, you are so ridiculous.

Kevin: Let's just have a quickie, then you can get back to work, and I'll even help you.

Patrick: Don't even think of touching this code in the state you're in. I've been working on it all evening while you were at your event thingy, and if you break one line...

Kevin: Blah blah blah blah...I'm the best fucking coder in all of America. I'm the king of video games.

Patrick: You keep telling yourself that. As a matter of fact, why don't you go in the bedroom and use your own laptop to write some code. I'll be in in a few minutes.

Kevin: I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to get rid of me. You think I'll just go in there and fall asleep.

Patrick: No shit, Sherlock.

Kevin: But I won't. I'm going to go in there, take my clothes off, get in bed, and I'm going to start... without you.

(Patrick laughs)

Patrick: Fine, go. Have fun. Enjoy yourself.

(Kevin walks over to Patrick, grabs the back of his neck and kisses him passionately. Then he starts walking backwards into the bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt while grinning at Patrick. He disappears into the bedroom. Patrick shakes his head and gets back to typing. He types for a minute, but keeps looking up at the bedroom. Patrick stops typing and drops his head on the back of the sofa. He smiles.)

Patrick: Fuck.

(Patrick drops his laptop on the sofa and moves into the bedroom, pulling off his t-shirt and grinning.)

End of Act II Scene One