Terrence and Linda - The LA Flood Project (sitios de interés)
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Terrence
Lin, when are you coming home?
Linda
I’m in Doheny.
Terrence
You’re in Doheny Library? Still?
Linda
It’s raining hard. I’ve got to get this done, Terrence, but I’m finishing up.” She turns the page and continues writing.
Terrence
Yeah, it’s coming down here, too…just a sec…
I believe I said, ‘Set the table, Terry.’ Please.
Terry!
Linda
I don’t know if I should chance the roads right now –
Terrence
Yeah… yeah I think you should come home. You gotta come now. Remember honey, we live on the biggest hill in the area – PV. When you get here, you’ll be safe. And I’ll feel…
Terry!
Terry (a 12 year-old girl)
What?! I couldn’t hear you. The rain is too loud.
Terrence
What did I ask?...
Sorry Lin. Are you leaving yet?
Terry
Set the table. Set the table. Set the table… (Terry’s voice goes on muttering)
Terrence
So you heard me…
Lin – are you listening to me? Are you in the car yet?
Terry (voice rising)
That must be it. That’s all you ever say: Where’s your homework? Did you do your chores? Time for dinnnnnerrrr. Set the table. Set the table… (The sound of plastic plates and bowls clapping down on the table, forks, knives, and spoons tossed in the middle.)
A dog whines.
Terrence
Ty! Let that dog out! And get a couple of towels ready for when he comes in. It’s a mess out there and –
Terry
– And I don’t want mud tracked all over the $50,000 floor…” then continues muttering and clanking down silverware and cups. “Would you prefer the Wedgewood China or the Pfaltzgraff, Father?!
The dog whines again.
Terrence
Ty! What are you doing on the couch?
C’mon, boy. (He opens the sliding glass door. The rush of wind is heard through the phone.)
Wow. It’s a mess out there. Ty! Timmy!... Ty! Come look at the rain. Check out the lakes and rivers in our yard…
Terry
Yeah, Dad. I see.
A small boy’s voice
Vrooooom! Crash!... I want Mommy home. Where’s Mommy?
Terrence
Yeah, Timmy. I’m talking to her right now. She’ll be home real soon.
You want to say hi to Timmy, hon?...
Ty!!... C’mon Timmy. Time for dinnnnnerr. Get to the sink in 5, 4, 3,
(whispered) You need to come home soon.
Terry
C’mon, Timmy. I’ll help you wash.
Timmy
First! I’m ready to eat!
Terrence
Oh, good job, Tommy. Let’s eat! Ty!!! (angry now)
(The TV beeps off. Books fall on the floor.)
Ty (15 years old)
Damn, Dad. It’s a mess out there. Lucky we live up on the hill. How’s Mom going to make it home?
(Long silence.)
Chairs are heard scraping.
Terrence
Wash up for dinner, please Ty.
A loud thump is heard through the cell phone. A shaking.
Terrence
Actually – say grace first with us, Ty. Then wash up. And take out those head phones.
KS
Lin, when are you coming home?
Linda
I’m in Doheny.
Terrence
You’re in Doheny Library? Still?
Linda
It’s raining hard. I’ve got to get this done, Terrence, but I’m finishing up.” She turns the page and continues writing.
Terrence
Yeah, it’s coming down here, too…just a sec…
I believe I said, ‘Set the table, Terry.’ Please.
Terry!
Linda
I don’t know if I should chance the roads right now –
Terrence
Yeah… yeah I think you should come home. You gotta come now. Remember honey, we live on the biggest hill in the area – PV. When you get here, you’ll be safe. And I’ll feel…
Terry!
Terry (a 12 year-old girl)
What?! I couldn’t hear you. The rain is too loud.
Terrence
What did I ask?...
Sorry Lin. Are you leaving yet?
Terry
Set the table. Set the table. Set the table… (Terry’s voice goes on muttering)
Terrence
So you heard me…
Lin – are you listening to me? Are you in the car yet?
Terry (voice rising)
That must be it. That’s all you ever say: Where’s your homework? Did you do your chores? Time for dinnnnnerrrr. Set the table. Set the table… (The sound of plastic plates and bowls clapping down on the table, forks, knives, and spoons tossed in the middle.)
A dog whines.
Terrence
Ty! Let that dog out! And get a couple of towels ready for when he comes in. It’s a mess out there and –
Terry
– And I don’t want mud tracked all over the $50,000 floor…” then continues muttering and clanking down silverware and cups. “Would you prefer the Wedgewood China or the Pfaltzgraff, Father?!
The dog whines again.
Terrence
Ty! What are you doing on the couch?
C’mon, boy. (He opens the sliding glass door. The rush of wind is heard through the phone.)
Wow. It’s a mess out there. Ty! Timmy!... Ty! Come look at the rain. Check out the lakes and rivers in our yard…
Terry
Yeah, Dad. I see.
A small boy’s voice
Vrooooom! Crash!... I want Mommy home. Where’s Mommy?
Terrence
Yeah, Timmy. I’m talking to her right now. She’ll be home real soon.
You want to say hi to Timmy, hon?...
Ty!!... C’mon Timmy. Time for dinnnnnerr. Get to the sink in 5, 4, 3,
(whispered) You need to come home soon.
Terry
C’mon, Timmy. I’ll help you wash.
Timmy
First! I’m ready to eat!
Terrence
Oh, good job, Tommy. Let’s eat! Ty!!! (angry now)
(The TV beeps off. Books fall on the floor.)
Ty (15 years old)
Damn, Dad. It’s a mess out there. Lucky we live up on the hill. How’s Mom going to make it home?
(Long silence.)
Chairs are heard scraping.
Terrence
Wash up for dinner, please Ty.
A loud thump is heard through the cell phone. A shaking.
Terrence
Actually – say grace first with us, Ty. Then wash up. And take out those head phones.
KS