May 6, 2016

 SETTING: A hospital in Sydney where SHAE and DREW wait for SHAE’s brother FINN, and for news of Uncle Brody.


SHAE: Thanks for coming with me Drew. I know you have a lot on-and then with this text stalker thing . . .


DREW: Wasn’t going to let you face this alone, was I? To be honest it’s good to get away from LA


SHAE: Did anything else happen?


DREW: You mean apart from the teddy bear delivery from ‘Mom’? I think that was enough


SHAE: Sorry. I didn’t—


DREW: No I’m sorry. I’m just edgy. I can’t figure it out. Who would do this? And why? What’s in it for them, other than to piss me off?


FINN: Shae! Drew. You made it


{SHAE rushes into her brother’s hug}



SHAE: Looking a bit surfer-dude there, Bro. Where are your shoes? Know about a thing called a comb?


FINN: Teasing is my job, not yours. And hands off the hair


SHAE: What’s the update on Uncle Brody?


FINN: It’s not good. His brain is swollen from the head injury and he’s in a coma


SHAE: He’s in a coma? I knew it was bad, but—that bad . . .


DREW: How did the accident happen?


FINN: You know how we’ve been working in this new dock in Sydney?


SHAE: Yeah. To modify that yacht for the new Arabian Challenge race


FINN: It’s been manic. Place is crazy busy, boats coming in and out. It’s like the Suez Canal in there. Reckon health and safety’s blown


SHAE: Uncle Brody said he wasn’t happy. He said he’d rather build it up in Townsville. So what happened?


FINN: Brody was minding his business when a mobile crane turned over, right when it was lifting a boat into its cradle. Happened so fast—


DREW: Hang in there, mate. Brody’s a fighter


FINN croaks: Have you been in to see him yet?


SHAE: We were waiting for you


FINN blinks away tears: Better prepare yourself then. There’s like tubes everywhere, helping him breathe, giving him medication, monitoring…


SHAE: It’s okay, Finn. We’re here now


FINN mumbles: And he’s bandaged up all over—I’m not sure it’s even him in there


SHAE: Shhh, shhh


FINN: He’s all I’ve got left Shae. He’s like a father to me—more…


SHAE: I know. I know. He’ll be okay, yeah? Let’s go see him together. You know how he loves a family pow-wow. Maybe he’ll wake up


{SHAE urges FINN down the corridor. DREW opens the door to Brody’s room, squeezing SHAE’s arm as she passes}


FINN uses the crook of his elbow to wipe the tears: Afternoon Brodes. Howzit hanging? Look who’s come to see you


SHAE: Uncle Brody. Can you feel my hand? Now what on earth have you been up to this time, eh?


FINN: Never known you so speechless, Brodes. I mean, I never usually get a word in edgewise


SHAE: Yeah. You haven’t even told Finn off for not wearing any shoes into a hospital


FINN: And we gotta sail that grand boat together, like we said. She’s waiting for you to take the helm. You know—if I let you and all


SHAE: Yeah, he can’t do it on his own. He’ll probably navigate himself to Mars somehow


{3am: FINN, SHAE and DREW sleep in plastic chairs in the waiting room of the hospital. The only sound is the humming of the overhead lights}


DOCTOR: Mr Love. Ms Love. I’m sorry to wake you…


SHAE’s voice fractures: That’s okay, Doctor. Is Uncle Brody awake?


FINN jumps to his feet: What’s happened?


DOCTOR: I’m afraid it’s not good news. Your uncle passed away thirty minutes ago


FINN: No, no, no, no, no, no….


DOCTOR: There was just too much swelling and compression of the brain…


FINN: No, no, no. Where is he? I have to see him


SHAE: Wait Finn. Drew, I have to go after him


DREW: Go. I’ll talk to the doctor


{FINN rests across Brody’s chest. SHAE folds herself around FINN, weeping too. DREW waits in the doorway holding an envelope}


SHAE: Oh Finny. I know


FINN: He can’t leave me. We had so many plans…


SHAE: He taught me how to sail-we’ll never forget him


FINN: He believed in me. No matter what. Made me feel like I could do anything. I knew nothing when I left LA. I owe him. He can’t be gone


SHAE: At least you have that. He taught you so much and now you can use everything you know and keep building boats-for him


FINN: Every boat I ever build will be for him. Every. Single. One.


SHAE: And whenever I sail, I’ll look up at the sky and know he’s watching and wishing he could come too


FINN: And I’m going to finish that Arabian Challenge boat for him


SHAE: Of course you will, Finny


FINN: I know I’ll need help, but I understand all the designs-he was a genius. The stuff he came up with - this boat is going to win


SHAE: It’s going to be okay…


FINN shoves his face in the crook of his elbow, crying


SHAE: …l’ll leave you alone. We’ll be just outside


FINN hiccups: “ . . . "


DREW: You okay Shae? I can’t believe it


SHAE: I’m numb. I think I just had to put the shock and everything I felt aside, so I could look after Finn


DREW: You’ve always been more of a big sister even though he’s older than you


SHAE: Not by much. It’ll hit me like a truck any minute, I guess. What’s with the envelope?


DREW: The reception lady just gave it to me. Said it was urgent. It’s addressed to Finn


SHAE: Jeez, they’re a bit quick on the invoices, aren’t they? What’s their problem? Finn can’t deal with this now—Uncle Brody’s barely cold—


DREW: What is it? … Shae tell me now


SHAE: …It’s not an invoice—look


NOTE: It wasn’t an accident. Stay away




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