backwards against the wall, slides to
his buttocks on the floor. He sits
there dully, exhausted…spent.
Prince crawls up along the side of the
bed. His Mother buries her head in the
pillow, choking back sobs–
I’m just trapped here…
His Father’s eyes well with tears. He
leans close to her, speaks softly–
You always got a roof
You don’t let me have any
His Father sighs wearily, pulls himself
to his feet. He moves to the door–
I could make you happy. Just
believe in me…
I would die for you.
He leaves the room, closes the door
PRINCE stares at the door a moment,
tears welling in his eyes. His Mother
is motionless, whimpering softly. A
scent of liquor permeates the air.
He moves toward her, reaches out
Suddenly she jumps up, starts pacing