63 : Familial Interrogation
63/365
2/12/2010
Characters:
Interrogator – Dad
Teenager – Son
Setting:
Interrogation Room; Around a Table
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Teenager sits at a table. The interrogator closes the door to the room and slowly walks around the room, looking at the teenager.
Interrogator: Alright. Let’s get down to brass tacks here: Tell me, what were you doing on the night of the February 7th at approximately 7:30pm?
The Teen crosses his arms, turns his head away.
Interrogator: You’re good. No witnesses. Nothing to say. You’re good. Real good. But you’re messing with the best. Alright, how about this… you fill in all the blanks, no time, reduced bail, plea deal; how’s that sound?
Nothing.
Interrogator: You know you’re only making this harder on the both of us, right? Wouldn’t you much rather be playing some basketball, or your PS360, or something? C’mon, tell me, I want to know… who stole the cookie from the goddamn cookie jar!?
Teen: (pause) Not me.
Interrogator: Oh no!? Well according to this report, there was no one else there. So it seems it ‘couldn’t be.’
Teen: Oh yeah? Well if no one else was there and it wasn’t me, ‘then who?’
Interrogator: I don’t know! I don’t know.
Teen: Hey Dad, can I go now, this is kind of stupid. Maybe your cookies were gone before I got home from school. Maybe you should talk to Mom.
Interrogator: This isn’t stupid! This is serious! And you’re dismissed. But be nearby just in case I have to cross-examine you and… another suspect later this evening. Thank you.
Teen: You got it. I’ll be around.
Teen gets up from the table to leave.
Interrogator: And thank you for all your cooperation.
Teen: No problem.
Teen exits.
Interrogator: Huh.
Interrogator grabs phone, dials, waits through the ringing.
Interrogator: (on phone) Hey there! How are you!? (waits) Good! I’ve been great. Hey, curious question; when you going to be home? I want to… talk.
