INT ROY COHEN’S APTROY
Ah, Christ... Andy!Andy! Get in
The door opens,but it isn’t andy. A small jewish woman
dressed modestly in a fifties hat and coat stands in the
Roy slowly looks up.
who the fuck are you? The new
The figure in the door says nothing. she stares at Roy. A
pause. Roy gets up carefully in pain and crosses to her.
once he gets half way he slumps down heavily on the couch.
aw Fuck. Ethel
you don’t look so good, roy
Well, Ethel. I don’t feel good
While roy is laying on the couch Ethel starts to walk around the couch behind roy, with her finger tips traveling up the
But you lost a lot of weight. That
suits you. You were heavy back
then. Zaftig, mit hips.
In pain roy hurries and stands up stands up to face Ethel.
I haven’t been that heavy since
1960. We are all heavier back then
before the body thing started. Now
I look like skeleton they stare.
Ethel walks around and sits in a chair.
The shit’s really hit the fan, huh,
Well the fun’s just Started.
Roys looks around then starts to walk over to Ethel.
What is this, Ethel Halloween? You
trying to scare me?
Ethel still has the same cold smile on her face.
Roy walks a little bit closer.
Well your’e waisting your time! I’m
scarier than you any day of the
week! So beat it, Ethel! BOOO!
BETTER DEAD THAN RED! Somebody
trying to shake me up? From the
throne of God in Heaven to the
belly of hell, you can all fuck
yourselves and then go jump in the
lake because I’M NOT AFRAID OF YOU
OR DEATH OR HELL OR ANYTHING!
Roy turns away slightly grasping his stomach while slightly
Be seeing you soon, Roy. Julius
sends his regards.
Roy flips his middle finger while moving towards Ethel and
yeah, well send this to Julius?
Halfway across the room he slumps to the floor, breathing
laboriously in pain. in front of the couch.
Ethel walks over kneels down right behind roy.
Your’e a very sick man, Roy.
Roy looks towards the door.
Hmmmm. He doesn’t hear you, I
guess. We should call the
she crosses to the phone.
HAH! BUTTONS! Such things they have
now. What do I dial, Roy?
Roy crawls and sits back against the couch. He looks up at
she dials 911
IT sings. la la la...
yes, you should send an ambulance
to the house of Roy Cohn the famous
lawyer. Whats the address, Roy?
244 east 87 street
244 east 87 street. No, apartment
number he’s got the whole building.
My name? Ethel Greenglass
Rosenberg. Me? No I’m not related
to Mr. Cohen. An old friend.
She hangs up.
They said a minute
I have all the time in the world.
I’m immortal, Ethel.
He forces to stand.
I’ve forced my way into the history
books and I ain’t never gonna die.
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