Act II Scene Five

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Later that night, in Agustin's apartment, Eddie, Kevin, Doris, Malik, Owen and Dom are gathered in the living room. Dom is asleep on the sofa, exhausted after his big opening night, the others are chatting quietly. Patrick & Agustin are in the kitchen, clearing up glasses of alcohol.

Patrick: That was such a good night. I'm so happy for him. Did you see how many people were just lining up and waiting?

(Agustin leans back against the counter, watching Patrick as he washes up)

Agustin: I guess your investment doesn't seem so crazy now.

Patrick: I know! Maybe I was born to be an entrepreneur, or one of those angel investors, and people will come to me and ask me for my wise advice, and I'll just spread happiness and wealth wherever I go.

Agustin: Cool your jets Donald Trump. Let's see if he actually makes any money with this one first.

Patrick: His chicken is soooo good. Did you hear people's comments? I kept checking his twitter feed, and there were like, so many great reviews from tonight. I really think it's a hit.

Agustin: I hope so. He fucking deserves it. And maybe he'll be able to relax a little and not be such a fucking bear to live with.

(Patrick grimaces)

Patrick: Has it been really terrible?

Agustin: Not really. And I totally appreciate what you're doing for us both.

Patrick: It's nothing. It made sense for him to sub-let his place with Doris gone, and I was already paying rent here until you found a room mate, so this way, he gets some relief from bills, and eventually, when the place makes some income and he can pick up the rent, he can either stay here, which is definitely cheaper than his old place, or he can move back there and you can find a new roommate.

Agustin: Yeah, but you get stuck paying two rents now.

Patrick: Well, actually, Kevin won't let me pay anything in rent until I stop paying here, so technically, I'm better off the longer Dom can't afford to pay rent, because this place is like half the price of my share of the rent on our place.

Agustin: Knowing your luck, Kevin will never make you pay a penny. How do you have him wrapped so tightly around your finger. Or maybe it's not your finger he's wrapped around...(Agustin waggles his eyebrows)

Patrick: Ok, Ok...I get it. It's a dick joke. Yes, that's right. I withhold sex from him until I get the promise of monetary favors.

(Agustin laughs)

Patrick: But seriously, as soon as I stop paying here I'm going to insist on paying my share there, because it's supposed to be our home and I should be contributing.

Agustin: For the rent you're paying, you should be buying a house. Building up some equity.

Patrick: Wow, listen to you, all grown up and sensible.

Agustin: I'm saying, it doesn't make sense to keep throwing money down the drain paying these crazy rents in San Francisco.

Patrick: I know. Maybe in a couple of years we'd think about it.

(Agustin sits at the table and puts his feet up)

Agustin: You think you'll get married?

Patrick: Jesus, we just moved in together!

Agustin: Yeah but Patrick-Kevin time is twice the speed of normal human time, right?

(Patrick laughs, then shrugs his shoulders)

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