The next evening, around six, Patrick and Megan are sitting together on a bench in the park by St. Patrick's Church, both staring ahead.
Patrick: It's January and we're meeting in a park?
Megan: Don't be so precious Patrick. It's perfectly mild tonight.
Patrick: But it's dark already! Don't you find this a little spooky? I feel like you've lured me here for some sort of intervention and men in masks are going to jump out from the bushes and stuff me in a sack or something.
(Megan rolls her eyes)
Patrick: Sorry. I was just trying to lighten the mood.
Megan: Well you've never been very funny, Patrick. I don't think humor is one of your strengths.
(Patrick rolls HIS eyes and looks off to the side. The silence continues a little longer)
Patrick: Well, why are we meeting in a park rather than in a bar or a restaurant like normal people?
(Megan chews her lip and remains silent)
Patrick: Hello?
(Megan looks away)
Patrick: Oh my god. You actually don't want to sit and have a meal with me, do you?
Megan: Oh you are such a drama...
(Patrick raises his eyebrows. Megan sighs)
Megan: If you want to go and get something to eat after our conversation, then I would be perfectly happy to.
Patrick: Conversation?
Megan: What did you think I called you for?
Patrick: Ummm...let's see. Maybe to apologize for being a homophobic bitch to me the last time we met? Or for ignoring me for almost 3 months?
Megan: I am NOT homophobic!
Patrick: Oh really? Because when you make sweeping generalizations about my life and blame my choices on the fact that I'm gay, that sounds pretty homophobic to me.
Megan: I didn't mean it like that. You know that. I was just annoyed that...Mom and Daddy don't expect as much of you because you're gay, so you don't have to have the perfect career because you don't have to make enough money to have the perfect house and the perfect car to drive around with your perfect 2.3 children!
Patrick: And that's supposed to make me feel better? That mom and dad don't expect me to be anything but a big child for the rest of my life? You know gay people can get married. We can have children, and cars, and we even get to pay bills and taxes too!
Megan: Alright! I'm sorry. I told you I didn't mean to go off on you. I'm sorry that I said those things about your life.
(Patrick looks away and takes a moment to calm down)
Patrick: Well you didn't call to apologize, which is just as well because that apology pretty much sucked. So what is this 'conversation' that we have to have about? Because if this is about Mom, I don't know anything more than you probably do...
Megan: We need to talk about Jon.
(Patrick stares at Megan in disbelief)
Patrick: Are you kidding me?
Megan: Patrick, you need to be a grown up about this now, and not over-react before you've even heard what I'm going to ask.
Patrick: Oh this better not be what I think it is. You are fucking insane if you think I am going to walk away from Kevin because your husband is best friends with his ex-boyfriend.
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Hayran KurguMy screenplay for how I want the Looking movie to start...and eventually I suppose, end. Warning...won't make much sense if you haven't watched the show! Went to my dark place, where all my fears and anxieties about Team Kevin fester, and wrote this...