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Nearly there... Brief glimpse... - Ken Kennedy - 09-10-2013
*** In the back of a black London taxi... Ken slouches in the back seat casually zoning out & starring out of the window. He's wearing his usual scruffy clothes, but this time is sporting a rather large pair of black sun glasses. Slightly rocking from side to side, clearly on a journey ***
Taxi Driver - Which terminal pal?
*** Ken doesn't respond, he seems to be on another planet mentally ***
Taxi Driver - Pal!
*** Ken turns and looks at the rear view mirror with a blank glare before flipping him the bird ***
Taxi Driver - Ha, 2 then? Thought you were dead bruv. Heavy night was it?
Ken Kennedy - You could say that.
*** Ken turns and looks out of the window hoping for the taxi drivers excessive noise will come to an end ***
Taxi Driver - Airport then, going anywhere nice mate?
*** Ken sighs before turning to look at the rear view mirror again, directly at the driver ***
Ken Kennedy - Na, not really PAL! I'm going to work.
*** Sensing a slight shift in tone, the driver quiets down. After about 20 seconds of awkward silence... ***
Taxi Driver - Mate. Just to...
*** Ken thrashes forward in his seat, inches from the Perspex divide between himself & the driver before hastily removing his dark shades. In doing so he reveals a corking black eye. His right eye is brutally swollen & blood shot ***
Ken Kennedy - Do you know how I got this PAL? I got it from asking two many questions, but you should see the other two guys. So how's about you shut up. Quit drilling me & get me to my plane so I can get a drink & get the f**k out of this country. Money, booze, the sun & bitches await me. I'm leaving behind nothing, but moaners, liars and
. So stop being one of the latter. *** Ken slumps back in his seat and places his glasses back on his face. He then turns to gaze out of his window ***
Ken Kennedy - You got anything to drink...?