(An
office. May 27th, 2019. LINDA and FRAN are having coffee.)
LINDA: You do
anything fun this weekend?
FRAN: No.
(A
beat.)
LINDA: Matt found a
rock in the yard.
FRAN: Oh yeah?
LINDA: He put it down
as soon as he picked it up.
FRAN: Huh.
(A
beat.)
LINDA: I tried that
pre-rubbed pork I was telling you about.
FRAN: What?
LINDA: The one at the market. With the spices—
LINDA: The one at the market. With the spices—
FRAN: Oh. Right.
(A
beat.)
LINDA: Remember when
Jon Snow found the—
FRAN: Don’t,
Linda. Just…don’t.
(A
beat.)
LINDA: I miss Game of Thrones.
FRAN: I know. We all do, but…it’s gone.
LINDA: Maybe they’ll
make that prequel series?
FRAN: It won’t be as
good.
LINDA: I know.
(A
beat.)
FRAN: How’s your dad
doing?
LINDA: I don’t have a
dad. I was raised by two moms.
FRAN: Oh. How are they?
LINDA: They’re kind
of sad.
FRAN: Why?
LINDA: They loved Game of Thrones.
LINDA: They loved Game of Thrones.
FRAN: Oh.
(A
beat.)
LINDA: There must be
other things we can talk about.
FRAN: Books?
LINDA: You mean Game of Thrones?
FRAN: No, other books.
LINDA: There are
other books?
FRAN: What about
other tv shows?
LINDA: Oh, I don’t
own a tv. I live a very minimalist
lifestyle. I don’t even have a blender.
FRAN: So how do you
watch—
LINDA: I go over Todd’s
brother’s house to watch it. He has a
little party every week.
FRAN: Oh.
LINDA: Although there’s
always so much talking about what’s going on, that sometimes I miss what’s
going on, and then I’m not sure what’s happening, but it’s nice. Todd’s wife Christine makes the best
dip. Oh my god. You’ve never had dip this good.
FRAN: Ah.
LINDA: I’m going to
miss that dip.
FRAN: We could talk
about the news.
LINDA: You mean
politics?
FRAN: Sure.
LINDA: Like whether
or not the right person wound up on the Iron Throne?
FRAN: No, like, real
world politics.
LINDA: Oh.
(A
beat.)
FRAN: Like, what do
you—identify as?
LINDA: Oh, I’m a
Stark.
FRAN: No, I mean a
political party.
LINDA: Oh.
(A
beat.)
I’m a Stark.
FRAN: Seen any good
movies lately?
LINDA: I don’t go to
the movies. Too violent.
FRAN: Oh.
LINDA: You know what
my favorite episode is? ‘The Red
Wedding.’
FRAN: That wasn’t too
violent for you?
LINDA: Well, it’s
different when it’s a tv show. Like how I
can’t stand swearing in real life, but on The
Sopranos it was okay. Or like how
normally you’d think anybody who watches a television show expressly for the
purpose of seeing characters they’ve grown to love and invest in die brutal
deaths is either a glutton for punishment or a straight-up sociopath, but
somehow, that’s not the case because we’ve all agreed it isn’t.
(A
beat.)
FRAN: Nevertheless,
we need to, you know, move on—collectively.
Like, as a society. Except when
it comes to Halloween. I already ordered
my Daenerys costume and this is definitely the year I win the office costume
party.
LINDA: Who?
FRAN: Daenerys. You know who Daenerys is, don’t you?
FRAN: Daenerys. You know who Daenerys is, don’t you?
LINDA: Mmmmm, is that
the mean one?
FRAN: Linda!
LINDA: What?
FRAN: I thought you
watched the show?
LINDA: I mean, I sort
of half-watch it when I’m not eating Christine’s dip or checking my phone—
FRAN: You’re always tweeting
about it.
LINDA: Noooo I’m
always re-tweeting about it. There’s a difference.
FRAN: But you seemed
so sad when it ended.
LINDA: That’s because
I liked having something to talk about every week. And it gave me a reason to spend time with
people at the viewing party—
FRAN: You could just
go to a regular party.
LINDA: What are those?
FRAN: Like, something
where you just go over someone’s house or they go over yours—
LINDA: For what
purpose?
FRAN: I don’t know. To socialize?
LINDA: Fran, it’s
like you’re speaking Dothraki right now.
FRAN: You remember
Dothraki but not Daenerys?
LINDA: Well, that
Jason Momoa is very handsome—
FRAN: People talked
about lots of things before there was Game
of Thrones. Think about it. What were we talking about in 2010?
LINDA: Uh…
FRAN: Was that The Hunger Games?
LINDA: No—was it Star Wars?
FRAN: Star Wars hadn’t been rebooted yet.
LINDA: Marvel?
FRAN: Was still sort
of—
LINDA: 50 Shades?
FRAN: No, that was
February 13, 2015.
(A
beat.)
FRAN: I, uh, I think
that was the…day.
LINDA: Oh! Lost!
FRAN: That’s right! Lost had
just ended.
LINDA: Remember how
much we loved Lost?
FRAN: Oh, but that
ending.
LINDA: Hated that
ending.
FRAN: What was that?
LINDA: I think it was
religious?
FRAN: Not that we
hate religion.
LINDA: No, I love
religion. I have two of them.
FRAN: I just thought
it was confusing.
LINDA: Very
confusing.
FRAN: And did we ever
figure out what was going on with that polar bear?
LINDA: I did like
that everybody died.
FRAN: Is that what happened? They were all dead?
LINDA: Everybody
except the smoking person.
FRAN: I thought it
was a monster?
LINDA: Weren’t the
monster and the polar bear the same thing?
FRAN: I loved that
show.
LINDA: Me too.
FRAN: What a great
show.
LINDA: Really gave
you something to talk about.
The End
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