THREE HOMELESS PEOPLE
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing —
Out of town
Santa Fe
SQUEEGEEMAN
Honest living, man!
(He recoils as though he’s almost been run over by a car.)
Feliz Navidad!
(Three POLICE OFFICERS, in full riot gear,
enter and approach sleeping BLANKET PERSON.
The FIRST OFFICER pokes her with a nightstick.)
HOMELESS PERSON
Evening, officers
(Without answering, the FIRST OFFICER raises his nightstick again.)
MARK (pointing his camera)
Smile for Ted Koppel, Officer Martin!
(The FIRST OFFICER lowers his stick.)
HOMELESS PERSON
And a Merry Christmas to your family
POLICE OFFICERS
Right!!
(The POLICE OFFICERS stride offstage.
MARK continues to film BLANKET PERSON.)
BLANKET PERSON (To MARK)
Who the fuck do you think you are?
I don’t need no goddamn help
From some bleeding heart cameraman
My life’s not for you to
Make a name for yourself on!
ANGEL
Easy, sugar, easy
He was just trying to —
BLANKET PERSON
Just trying to use me to kill his guilt
It’s not that kind of movie, honey
Let’s go — this lot is full of
Motherfucking artists
Hey artist
You gotta dollar?
I thought not
(BLANKET PERSON crosses to downstage left with another HOMELESS PERSON.)
