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[Cindy is sitting on a sofa reading a magazine. Max walks onstage and sits down next to her.]


Max: It’s snowing out.

Cindy: (looks up from her book) Hmm?

Max: (points towards the audience) Snowing.

Cindy: (looks at him like he’s crazy) Yeah.

Max: (sitting back) Pretty damn hard too.

Cindy: (nodding and looking at her magazine.) Yeah.

[Pause.]

Max: (sighs) How… long have we been stuck in here?

Cindy: (looks at her watch) One week, two days, five hours and… 37 minutes.

Max: I’m going to go insane.

Cindy: Hmm?

Max: And we’re going to run out of food. Only the strongest will survive. We’ll have to overpower the others. You and me. They’d be an excellent source of food.

Cindy: (nods) Mhm.

Max: Once we feed off of each and every one of them, it will only be us two.

Cindy: (scowling) Hmm…

Max: And then who will survive?

Cindy: (sarcastically) I wonder…

Max: I mean, being a man I have a large advantage. I worked for these pecks you know. These biceps (he flexes) are the result of years of training and dedication…

Cindy: How sad.

Max: (ignoring her) You know, girls can’t keep their hands off of me. That’s why I don’t go to clubs anymore. It’s overwhelming. I get mauled by crowds of eager girls, willing to go two, three, even four at once.

Cindy: I see.

Max: But I’m an old-fashioned kinda guy. A romantic. I prefer the quiet, intellectual types, you know, the ones who don’t think they can get their hands on this fine piece of work. I want to give them hope, you know? I want them to know that they can be pretty damn fine too.

Cindy: (sarcastically) Aren’t you kind.

Max: Thanks.

[Pause.]

Max: I wouldn’t eat you, you know.

Cindy: (subtly appalled) Excuse me?

Max: If it came down to it… I wouldn’t eat you.

Cindy: Thank you?

Max: You know, if there was no source of food and I was almost dying of starvation… I wouldn’t eat you.

Cindy: Oh…

Max: Well, I mean, you ‘d be the last person I would eat.

(Cindy nods)

Max: Because, like I said, survival of the fittest. And I still have a lot of seeds to be planted. I need to leave my mark here before I die. God knows I ain’t got nothin’ except for a pretty face and rock-hard abs. (He slaps his stomach.)

(Cindy nods)

Max: And, I mean, you wouldn’t be the last I’d eat just because I like you the most.

Cindy: Are you sure about that?

Max: You’re skinny as **** and there’d be nothing to indulge in anyway.

Cindy: (sarcastically) I’ll try to put on a few pounds for you.

[Pause.]

Max: Are you anorexic?

Cindy: No.

Max: Bulimic?

Cindy. No.

Max: Well, what are you then?

[Pause.]

Cindy: Indifferent.

[Pause.]

Max: Wanna ****?

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