Morgane- a nice looking young woman of about 25.  She is nicely dressed and fairly
feminine. A writer and dreamer, she used to be semi-depressive and a tom-boy.  She
also used to have a crush on Leom. Wearing a nice dress or skirt.
 

Leom- a young man of about 26, dressed in a dress shirt and nice pants,
professional looking.  He is easy going and has a sense of humor. He used to be the
smart, popular boy.
 

Flight attendant- he/she is a flight attendant.  wears the flight attendant uniform.
 

The scene- They are on a flight to England.  Loem and Morgane were high school
class mates.  They just happened to be on the same flight and sitting next to each
other.  On stage is two airplane seats and an aisle along side them.  The background
shows the rest of the airplane.  At the end of the aisle is an opening.  The bathroom
is to the right, the flight attendants go to the left.  Morgane is pre-set in the 'window
seat' of the plane.  The scene starts as Leom is walking down the aisle.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Leom- (carrying a knapsack on his shoulder with his ticket stub in his hand) Row 5,
Row 4, Row 3.......... aisle seat. (looks up) Hi. (sits down and puts his knapsack
under his seat and takes out a book to read when a ding sounds offstage)

Flight attendant- (offstage, professionally) Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to
start our flight.  Please fasten your seatbelts, put your tray's in the upright position,
and prepare for take off.

Leom-(puts his book down and puts on his seat belt. Morgane does the same.  He
happens to look over at her.) Hey, do I know you?

Morgane- You do look familiar.  What's your name?

Leom- Leom Goldfield.

Morgane- Leom, oh my gosh, yeah you do know me.  Or at least you did.  I'm
Morgane Steinman.  You were in my graduating class.  We had physics together.

Leom- Wow. (gives her the once over) you certainly have changed.  How've you
been?

Morgane- I've been fine thanks. And you?

Leom- I've been great.  What have you been doing since you, we, graduated.

Morgane- I'm a writer now.  I'm going to England to meet with my publisher.  What
about you.  Did you go to med school like mommy wanted?

Leom- (laughs) No.  I started pre-med and was completely lost.  So I took up
archeology instead.  What kind of books do you write?

Morgane- Sci-fi and fantasy mostly.  I write under a pen name.  Willow Anderson.

Loem-(shocked) You're Willow Anderson???  I love her, well, I guess your work.
That's the book I have with me right now as a matter of fact. 'Unicorn Falls'.  I never
realized you wrote.  Did you write back then too?

Morgane- Yeah, that's part of why I almost failed physics.  I was always writing
poems in the margins of my notes instead of paying attention.  My stuff was different
back then though.  I wrote mostly poems about suicide and pain.  Teenage angst
stuff.

Leom-(teasing) To match the black clothes you wore?

Morgane- Hey...........

Flight attendant-(speaks from offstage again) We are now at ten thousand feet.  You
may now remove your seat belts and put your trays down.  Now to go over a few
safety procedures.  In case of a sudden loss of cabin pressure (fades. Leom speaks
his next line at the same time the flight attendant)  put the masks over your face

Leom- a.k.a., the roof flies off.

Flight attendant-(still offstage) In case of an emergency water landing (fades and
Leom speaks synonymously again) hold on to the seat cushions....

Leom- a.k.a., the plane is crashing into the water.

Flight attendant-(still offstage)...put your head between your legs (fades out with
Leom speaking with her again) and relax.

Leom- And kiss your ass good-bye.

Flight attendant-(still offstage) Please enjoy your flight on EuroAir.

Leom- I always love how they tell you to enjoy your flight after telling you
everything that can go wrong.

Morgane-(laughing) You are horrible.

Leom-(does a mock bow in his seat) Thank you, thank you, but I can not take the
credit for it.  That was pure George Carlin.

Morgane- Not creative enough to come up with your won comments?

Leom- Alas, that was not my gift on this earth.  My gift was discovering the creative
genius of dead cultures.

Morgane- (sympathetically)How dull.

Leom- Not at all.  Out there is a limitless supply of knowledge and ideas.  All I have
to do is dig it up.

Morgane- But then it's not really your work.  It's someone elses.  Don't you want to
have something of your own out there.

Leom- Don't these people deserve to have their stuff remembered?

Morgane- Yes, but....

Leom- (passionatly) If I didn't find this stuff it would be lost forever and these people,
thier creative genus, forgotten.  Since I know that their stuff is better than anything I
could ever do, the least that I can do for them is to make sure that it gets out there
for others to see.  Why put man made glass in the ring when I can dig up the real
dimonds.  The dimonds are more valuble, even if I didn't make them.

Morgane- (subdued) I guess I see your point.  I just couldn't see doing something like
that myself.  I've always felt a need to put what's inside of me out there for others to
see.

Leom- And you should.  You have the talent.  I don't.  If I had even a fraction of
your creativity, than maybe I would make my own stuff instead of finding other
peoples work.

Flight attendent- (Enters upstage left. walks up the isle.) Can I get you anything sir?
(Leom shakes his head.) Mam?  (Continues up the stage.  Exits downstage left)
 
Leom- So do you have anyplace you have to be as soon as you get off the plane?

Morgane- No, I'm not meeting with the publisher until Wendsday.  I was comming
early to be a tourist.

Leom- Would you like have a drink with me tonight then?  I can show you some of
the city on the way.  London is like a second home to me.

Morgane- I'd like that.

Leom- (smiles) Great.  Where shall we go?

Morgane- Your the tour guide.  Where would you suggest.

Leom- I know this great little pub downtown.  They have great sandwiches and even
better beer.

Morgane- (laughs)  That sounds great.  So how did you get to know London so
well?

Leom- My grandmother lived there.  I took care of her when she got sick.  That's
why I was gone during 11th grade.  I had home schooling that year, so that I wasn't
behind when I got back.  But when she went to bed in the evenings I was free to go
wherever I pleased, as long as I didn't get into trouble.  This pub was one of the best
places I found.  There were some guys my age that hung out there, but there was
also the family crowd that came for a late dinner.

Morgane- I always wondered where you were that year.  I just figured your parents
had sent you to military school or something.  I mean you were a bit of a trouble
maker.

Leom- (laughs)  No, they didn't.  They threatend to though.  They.......

Flight attendent- (offstage.  Calm, reasuring voice with a touch of panic in it) Ladies
and Gentlemen.  One of the engines is malfuctioning.  We are about to make an
emergency landing.  Please secure your seatbelts and put your head between your
legs to prevent black out as the plane loses altitude quickly.

(Leom and Morgane buckle quickly.)

Leom-(solemly, with sadness) I don't think we'll be getting that drink together after
all.

(Leom and Morgane exchange a look.)

Morgane- Yes we will.  Just not in London. (smiles sadly)

(They grab each others hands and hold on to each other for dear life as they put
thier heads between thier legs.  There is a sudden explosion as another engine gives
out. Explosion is represented by a sudden flash of red light, a bang and then
blackness, nothing. )
 
 

Note to directors.  There is not a lot of predetermined movement in the script itself.
The two main characters Leom and Morgane are confined to a very small movment
rage.  To keep the audiences attention many hand gestures and a wide range of
vocal sounds may be used.  Leom should be the more flamboyant one.  He is the
one who should use more hand gestures.  Morgane is very passionate about certaine
subjects and this can be shown by sitting up straiter and increasing the pitch and
volume of her voice.  Also I have included a sketch of possible layout for the stage.