Binge
driving a drunk Athena home
in her white Mercedes. Artwork fills the back seat.
Athena
Why does that frump hate me so? I never slept with her man. She keeps
it up and Ill bang every man in her life. What is her problem?
Binge shakes his head.
Binge
She insists you're the Anti-Christ.
Athena
DID YOU TELL HER ABOUT MY SIXES?!?
Binge
Everyone could see them with that dress you have on.
Athena
Its none of her business if you give me artwork, is it? You dont
mind giving me art do you?
Binge
You do have the largest private collection of Binge art. In your living
room, bedroom, kitchen, dungeon.
Athena
What? Dont you want me to have it?
Binge
Thats not what I said.
Athena
YES IT IS! You just said you hate me!
(long drawn out wail) WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Binge pulls the car over.
Binge
No baby, no. I love you. Thats why I give you my art. Its
from the deepest bowels of my heart.
Athena
Prove it.
Binge
How?
Athena
Give me another one.
Binge
As much as you want.
Athena
I don't care what the frump thinks! All women hate me, it's not my fault
I'm so hot! That's why date so many men, I'm lonely! They all think
they're better than me just because their jobs don't involve nudity!
I'd love to go the mall with someone and shop for something besides
lingerie. Or have lunch with someone who isn't too who isn't thinking
about screwing me afterwards.
Binge
She needs to get to know you better. Maybe I can set up a trip to the
mall.



Scene:
Athenas kitchen. She is talking
to the Gimp. His head is sticking out of
a cupboard door.
Athena
Gimp! Go on that internet thingy and find art appraisers in New Jersey.
Gimp
You didnt even notice that I did the floors.
Athena
Yes, yes. Very nice. Do what I told you.
Gimp
What are you planning?
Athena
Artists nude body found in NY harbor
Gimp
You do love the arts.
SFX: Doorbell.
Binge enters with rolled up maps
under his arms.
Binge
Here are those tidal charts of New York Harbor you wanted.
Can I ask why?
Athena
I may be buying a yacht. I'll be getting some cash together soon.
Binge
Cool... Hey Gimp.
Gimp
Good bye Binge.
Athena
points her finger at
Gimp. She stearnly whispers:
Athena
Gimp, you keep your mouth zipped about my plans.
Gimp
pulls the zipper closed
on his hood, nods. He slips
back
into the cupboard, door closes.
Athena
Binge, I think its time we discussed our relationship.
A look of fear comes over Binge.
He collapses on the floor and starts
to thrash about in a spastic tantrum.
Binge
NO! NO! NO! These conversations are never good!
Athena
(calmly) Get up. I dont cater to infantilism. Save
that for the Jerry Springer Show.
Binge totally regains himself. Sits up on the floor.
Binge
Sorry. What do you want to talk about?
Athena
I think we should take our relationship to the next level.
Binge
Monogamy?
Athena bursts into laughter.
Athena
For you maybe. No, I need to improve the trust issues that plague our
love.
Binge
How?
Athena
I want you to put me in your will.
Binges
eyes dart side to side,
trying to see her logic.
Binge
I have a will. I was going to leave my meager earthly possessions to
my niece.
Athena
Children should be taught that there are no free rides in this world.
Thats why you should leave it all to me.
Binge
I guess I follow that. Is there some sort of give and take
here?
Athena
OH! Whats in it for you? Typical. Always thinking about yourself.
Uhmmmm, I promise Ill dress real hot for your funeral and weep uncontrollably.
Binge
Promise you wont bring a date?
Athena huffs.
Athena
You are so controlling. I promise I wont bring a man as a date.
Binge
Cool!

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