Petrified forest audition sides for duke mantee, jackie and gramp.



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PETRIFIED FOREST audition sides for DUKE MANTEE, JACKIE and GRAMP.

(GABBY, BOZE, PYLES and PAULA also have lines.)
SCENE: The year is 1935. The interior of the Black Mesa Filling Station and Bar-B-Q— a rustic diner/gas station in the middle of the eastern Arizona desert, known as the Petrified Forest. It’s midday and very hot and humid. This is rattlesnake country. Tumbleweed and hot gusts of wind swirl outside.
JACKIE swaggers into the diner, brandishing a Thompson submachine gun. She’s a hard woman, her face drawn and full of suspicion. She’s dressed in the style of Bonnie Parker of Bonnie and Clyde—a tilted beret, ill-fitting jacket and dress. JACKIE steps to the side of the door, clears her throat and makes an announcement.
JACKIE

This is Duke Mantee, folks. He’s the world-famous killer and he’s hungry.


(DUKE MANTEE enters. He’s well-built but stoop shouldered, with a vaguely thoughtful, saturnine face. He is about thirty-five and, if he hadn’t elected to take up banditry, might have been a fine leftfielder. There is, about him, one quality of resemblance to ALAN SQUIER: he too is unmistakably condemned. He is hatless and unshaven and wears an ill-fitting suit with a gray prison shirt. MANTEE carries no visible arms.)
DUKE

What’s in there and in there? (He speaks quietly, even gently, with an effortless ferocity.)


GABBY

That’s the kitchen, and in there’s our bedrooms.


JACKIE

Anybody else in?


GABBY

My grandfather’s in there and the cook. There’s nobody in there.


DUKE

Bring ‘em in, Jackie.


JACKIE

O.K., Duke.


DUKE


(He calls offstage.)

Hey, Pyles. (Pyles’ voice is heard to reply: “Yeah, boss.”) Back that car into the shadows and stay with it.


PYLES’ VOICE: Do I get to eat?
DUKE

You’ll eat. (DUKE takes his coat off, revealing a harness over his waistcoat with two revolcers in holsters under either arm-pit. He folds his coat neatly and lays it on the bench, then turns to RUBY. BOZE lowers his hand.) Keep ‘em up.


RUBY

How long do we stay here?


DUKE

Until they get here.


JACKIE

You’re going to wait for that blonde?


DUKE

Get out!
JACKIE

O.K.
DUKE

(to BOZE)

You sit down there. Football player, eh?


BOZE

Yes. And you better not get close enough to take a sock at you.


DUKE

(unconcerned)

I used to be quite a fan. What’s your school?


BOZE

Nevada Tech.


DUKE

Never heard of it.


GRAMP

So you’re Mantee, are you? You’re the killer!

JACKIE

Yes, Pop. That’s the greatest killer alive today. Did you hear what happened in Oklahoma City?


GRAMP

Yes—I heard. You pulled off a massacre.


JACKIE

Who said it was a massacre?


GRAMP

The Denver Post.


JACKIE

Did it say how many we killed?


GRAMP

Six killed and four wounded.


JACKIE

Did you hear that, Duke? We killed six and wounded four.


DUKE

(to Gabby)

Got any steak?


GABBY

Only hamburger.


PAULA

And we got chicken, mister.


GRAMP

Two of the wounded’s not expected to live.


DUKE

All right. Cook the chicken and four hamburgers. And plenty of onions.


JACKIE

Boy, that was some massacre!



DUKE

(to Jackie)



Take a look around outside. Tell Pyles not to hit that horn unless somebody comes up that really looks like trouble, and then to hit it plenty. Bring us beer for the bunch, sister. (He addresses Boze and Gramps.) You fellas like to join us? The cops ain’t likely to catch up with us—not tonight. So we can all be quiet and peaceable, and have a few beers together, and listen to the music—and not make any wrong moves. Because—I may as well tell you, folks—old Jackie there, with the machine-gun—he’s pretty nervous and jumpy and he’s got the itch between his fingers. So let’s everybody stay where they are. Here’s happy days.


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