(AT RISE: JAMES and LUCY walk into                                  there son LUIS’ room.)

 

                                                                        LUCY

Luis?  Can I come in?

 

                                                                        LUIS

Mom! No! Wait! Jesus!

 

                                                                        JAMES

Luis, are you all right?  Open this door!

 

                                                                        LUCY

James, I think he’s on drugs.

 

                                                                        LUIS

Mom!  I’m not on any drugs!

 

                                                                        LUCY

Then why don’t you let us in?

 

                                                                        JAMES

Yes, son, why won’t you let us in?

 

                                                                        LUIS

Because, I was kinda in the middle of something!

 

                                                                        JAMES

Were you snorting the coke?

 

                                                                        LUIS

No, I wasn’t snorting the coke.

 

                                                                        LUCY

I smell that marijuana thing.  Oh my god, my son is on marijuana.

 

                                    (LUIS opens door, while placing his bonsai tree back in it’s place.)

 

                                                                        JAMES

I think he hid it in the tree!

 

                                                                        LUIS

No, dad I wasn’t doing anything illegal, at least not in this state.

 

                                                                        JAMES

Young man you had better not be doing anything that is illegal anywhere!

 

                                                                        LUCY

Oh, James I think I’m going to faint

 

                                                                        JAMES
Not now, we have to find that Mary Jane…that’s what you kids call it now a days right, Mary Jane?

 

                                                                        LUIS

Dad, I have no idea, I don’t have any drugs.

 

                                                                        JAMES
Then what were you doing?

 

                                                                        LUIS
nothing.

 

                                                                        LUCY

Luis, what is this white stuff in your tree?

 

                                                                        LUIS

Ah…nothing.

 

                                                                        JAMES

That might be that cocaine…no wait snow, that’s what you call it now a days right, snow?

 

                                                                        LUIS

I don’t know!  And it’s not that!  It’s, um…

 

                                                                        JAMES

Let me see that!

 

                                                                        LUCY

It almost looks like—

                                                                       

                                                                        JAMES

Hmm…it’s rather suspicious.  Honey do you know what the snow tastes like?

 

                                                                        LUCY

No.

 

                                                                       

                                                                        LUIS

I swear I don’t have anything here!

 

                                                                        JAMES

Let me have a taste of—

 

                                                                        LUIS

No, Dad don’t!

 

                                                                        JAMES

Tastes kind of salty.

 

                                                                        LUIS

Oh my god! 

 

                                                                        JAMES
Here honey, try this.

 

                                                                        LUCY

It tastes rather familiar.

 

                                                                        LUIS

I can’t believe this is happening to me.

 

                                                                        JAMES

Do you think its blow?

 

                                                                        LUCY

What’s blow?

 

                                    (LUIS whispers under his breath.)

                                                                        LUIS

Probably what you were doing when you last tasted that.

 

                                                                        LUCY

What was that young man?

 

                                                                        LUIS

Ah, nothing mom.

 

                                                                        JAMES
Maybe, we should take this to the police and have them analyze it.

 

                                                                        LUIS

Dad, if I tell you I’m doing drugs would you stop tasting that.

 

                                                                        JAMES

I knew it!  You’re on drugs!

 

                                                                        LUIS

No, but I wish I was right now.

 

                                                                        LUCY

You know that tastes so familiar…where have I tasted that before…hmmm…

 

                                                                        JAMES

Yeah, I could swear I tasted that before too.

 

                                                                        LUIS

Jesus fucking Christ why me, why did you do this to me?

 

                                                                        JAMES

Luis, isn’t it bad enough already that your doing drugs.  Must you take our lords name in vain.

 

                                                                        LUCY

Where did we go wrong, He used to be such a great child?  Now look at him, doing drugs, and taking the lords name in vain. 

 

                                                                        JAMES

We have to do something; next he might try to hold up a liquor store to buy these drugs.

 

                                                                        LUIS

Dad!  Please stop tasting that!

 

                                                                        JAMES

Oh yeah, I shouldn’t destroy the evidence.

 

                                                                        LUCY

James, what are you doing taking those drugs!  Now I know where he got it from!

 

                                                                        JAMES

What are you talking about?  I’ve never done drugs in my life!

                                                                       

                                                                        LUIS
I need some whiskey.

 

                                                                        LUCY

Oh my we’re too late!

                                                                       

                                                                        LUIS

Maybe I should just commit suicide.

                                                                        LUCY

That’s it you’re going to military school young man!

 

                                                                         LUIS

Thank god, I can finally be an open dendrophiliac.                    

 

                                   (Parents storm out of room, LUIS begins to pack and makes goggle eyes at his bonsai tree.)

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