Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Act III Scene Five

One week later, Sunday evening, Patrick and Kevin are lying in bed naked, sweaty and very rumpled. They are both lying on their backs, recovering from excellent sex. Patrick is playing with Kevin's promise ring, twisting their fingers together, a huge, satisfied smile on his face.

Patrick: Do you think we should get our rings engraved?

Kevin: With what?

Patrick: Our initials of course! Oh, and maybe the date we exchanged them, so that when we're old and senile and can't remember when our anniversary is we can just look inside the rings.

Kevin: Our anniversary? I thought we chose November for that.

Patrick: I've changed my mind. I want our anniversary to be ring day, June 27th.

Kevin: The day after your birthday? You know you'll always be shortchanged if you do that.

Patrick: No. It will be extra special. The 26th will be MY day, and then the next day will be OUR day. And if we get a house on the beach, June is in the perfect season so we can always plan to spend those two days together, away, just the two of us.

Kevin: I like it. Let's do it.

(Patrick turns to Kevin, lying on his side)

Patrick: Give me your ring. I'll get it done this week and I can bring it with me on Friday.

Kevin: (frowning) I don't want to not have it for a whole week. We'll do it when I'm back.

(Patrick smiles at Kevin and kisses his chest)

Patrick: You're such a softie. You're just a big old gruff romantic teddy bear.

(Kevin laughs and pushes Patrick off his chest)

Kevin: Get off, you idiot.

Patrick: You don't fool me. That cool, hard British act, it's all a show. You're just a soft marshmallow inside, covered with a tiny thin layer of yummy chocolate.

Kevin: Oh god. That sounds like the least erotic thing I've every heard. The words soft and tiny are sooooo not a turn on.

Patrick: I'm not trying to turn you on. I am totally done for the night. And don't give me that look. That was NOT a challenge. I'm just saying...you're incredibly sweet and there's no point trying to hide it.

Kevin: Well, as long as everyone else still thinks I'm cool and hard I don't mind if you think I'm soft and tiny and cuddly.

Patrick: Oh they totally know it's all just a show. They know you're completely under my thumb, at my beck and call. Game is over loverboy.

(Kevin laughs)

Kevin: And what makes you think they know that?

Patrick: Because I keep telling them, trying to convince them it's true (Patrick smiles, cuddling into Kevin's side).

(Kevin plays with Patrick's hair and is silent for a moment)

Kevin: You know it is true, right? I am pretty much at your beck and call. And I don't think I even care if people know it.

(Patrick squeezes Kevin tighter)

Patrick: I wish you'd let me come to the airport. I hate the idea of you just leaving all by yourself.

Kevin: I told you. I don't like goodbyes at the airport. They're always rushed, you're always having to check the time, you're always listening for announcements, standing in fucking lines, surrounded by the great unwashed public...it's fucking awful.