On the Pier
“We shouldn’t have done this. Let’s get out of here.” An attractive young lady stands nervously on the edge of a pier next to two men wearing black suits.
“Jeez Marie, your knees are knockin’ together. We’ll be fine just don’t make a scene.”
The taller of the two men says this as he lifts a body bag up from the wooden planks and onto his left shoulder. The shorter man, his brother, helps him lift the load.
“Damn, what ya got in here bricks?”
The two chuckle quietly as they drop the bag into the ocean below. They stare at the ripples as the bag becomes engulfed with pounds and pounds of water weight, sinking ever so slowly to the bottom.
“Come on let’s scram it’s getting dark.”
The lady stays behind, hypnotically looking down at the water as the two brothers begin to walk away.
“Marie, let’s go. I thought you wanted to leave.”
“Marie? Marie, what’re you doin’, countin’ bubbles?” Again, chuckles from the two as they begin to walk back over to the edge where she still stands.
With his arm around her now, the taller one leans in and says, “Marie we really need to go now. We’ll be fine, but we do have to leave now.” Marie doesn’t move a muscle as she keeps her gaze downward off the pier. “Look at me when I’m talking to you. LOOK AT ME GODDAMMIT!”
All of a sudden she breaks into hysterical laughter.
From a few yards away, “CUT!” is heard. “Let’s go again! Places everyone! Robbie, get that body out of the water and grab that extra bag that should be dry."
A young assistant with a baseball cap scurries over with the dry bag and wades into the ocean to retrieve the other one.
“I’m sorry Mark it was just the way you said it!” The actress is still cracking up, laughing now with her co-star as they walk back to their places.
The director makes sure Robbie is out of the water before yelling, “Lights, camera, action!”
“We shouldn’t have done this. Let’s get out of here.”
“Jeez Marie, your knees are knockin’ together…