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Ricky enters, wet from the pouring rain, and crosses to his bureau, pulling the wad of CASH out of his pocket as he goes.
COLONEL (O.C.)
Where'd you get that? Ricky turns,
startled.
His POV: The Colonel steps out of the shadows. Ricky takes a step back.
RICKY
From my job.
COLONEL
Don't lie to me.
(beat)
I saw you with him.
RICKY
(incredulous)
You were watching me?
COLONEL
What did he make you do?
RICKY
(laughs)
Dad, you don't really think... me
and Mr. Burnham?
COLONEL
(furious)
Don't you laugh at me!
(then)
I will not sit back and watch my
only son become a cocksucker!
RICKY
Jesus, what is with you--
The Colonel BACKHANDS Ricky so hard it sends the boy sprawling.
COLONEL
I swear to God, I will throw you
out of this house and never look at
you again.
RICKY
(taken aback)
You mean that?
COLONEL
Damn straight I do. I'd rather you
were dead than be a fucking faggot.
A beat. Ricky suddenly smiles. He gets up.
RICKY
You're right. I suck dick for
money.
COLONEL
Boy--
RICKY
Two thousand dollars. I'm that
good.
COLONEL
Get out.
RICKY
best piece of ass in three states.
COLONEL
(explodes)
Get out!! I don't ever want to see
you again!!
Ricky eyes the Colonel. He's finally discovered a way to break free from his father, and he can't believe it was this simple.
RICKY
What a sad old man you are.
COLONEL
(a whisper)
Get out.
Ricky grabs his backpack, turns and walks out the door, leaving the Colonel standing there, glassy-eyed and breathing heavily.