Later that day. 1 pm. Kevin’s room. Kevin is stood in the middle of the room. He is stood in front of a camera set up on a stand.
Kevin – Take six.
Kevin closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
– Their door bursts open. A big, tall, towering figure enters. It’s the great white tuna, followed closely by his trusted sidekick, Rel. The two cubs freeze, and in a panic, scuttle to the edge of their beds. They stand tall with stretched arms; their paws out, facing the ceiling. The great white stops by the feet of the eldest cub and begins to pout, perk. Perk, for fuck sake!
Kevin takes a few short breaths and then walks over to his bedside table. He opens the top draw and picks up a pack of cigarettes. He puts them in his pockets and exits his room.
Living room. Lillian is sat on a mattress, with her legs crossed, in the middle of the room. The TV is off. To her left is a bowl of oranges. To her right, a pile of textbooks covering her laptop. She hears Kevin coming down the stairs.
Lillian – Kevin
Kevin (offstage) – Yeah?
Lillian – Can you come here, please
Kevin enters the living room.
Lillian – Are you off to work?
Kevin – I don’t start till five
Lillian – Oh, ok. I thought you were leaving now. Do you want me to make extra for your lunch, well, dinner?
Kevin – No, I’m alright
Lillian – Oh. And nothing before work?
Kevin – No, I’ll eat. I just don’t need lunch.
Lillian – Ok.
Kevin – Alright.
Lillian – I’m going to take Simi to the park, and then maybe the cinema. I feel like we haven’t been in a while.
Kevin – Ok, enjoy
Kevin turns to leave.
Lillian – Are you going to the kitchen, then?
Kevin – No, I’m stepping out
Lillian – Oh
Kevin – I’m going for a walk
Lillian – Ok
Kevin – Bye
Kevin exits the living room.