The Lord of the Flies 2
Ext: Exotic beach, foreground plane wreckage, background palm trees.
Piggy: Ralph! Ralph! It’s happening again, don’t tell me we’re
back on this God forsaken island?
Ralph: Pi…Piggy?! I thought you were dead?
Piggy: Nope.
Ralph: But I saw you die! You must be dead. I saw it happen,
dammit!
Piggy: Ralph, try and control yourself. I can’t hardly know
what you are saying what with my laryngitis and all.
Ralph: I…what? I thought you had asthma?
Piggy: No, it’s got a lot worse since I started smoking.
(Coughs violently)
Ralph: Smoking? That’s not a cigarette, fatty! You’re…you’ve
eating sand!
Piggy: My God, you’ve still island crazy! Not that again.
First it was what with the burning rainforest, now what are you saying?
Ralph: Yes. I remember. (Mutters) Roger. Jack.
Bastards.
Piggy: Not this again, please, God.
Ralph: What the hell happened anyway? I was on my way to enjoy
a well-earned post war holiday in Ibiza.
Piggy: Planes collided in mid air, heard the pilot say as much
before the front end of the fuselage broke away. I can still see that
tormented look in my Auntie’s warped eyes as she was whisked from her seat.
(Starts snivelling)
Ralph: Well anyway, it looks like it’s just the three of us
survivors. At least the rules of law and order can’t come crashing
spectacularly down around us this time!
Piggy: We’re the only ones alive this time, I checked the
whole island.
Ralph: Did you check the filthy part of the island?
Piggy: You mean those rocks we used to do toilet? Cos no, I
didn’t check, I still remember what you did down there. Anyhow, it’s just
the two of us who survived the collision.
Ralph: That’s a lie!
Piggy: (Sighs) I don’t count that mangled corpse that
used to be a pilot as a “survivor”.
Ralph: He is too alive! See how he spins round in his harness.
Piggy: That’s disgusting. You really shouldn’t do that Ralph.
I would stop you, but there are maggots all over his decomposing frame.
Ralph: That was Simon, him and the young un’s.
Piggy: Ah! Island crazy foo….what on Earth is that in your
hands?
Ralph: It’s the conch – and I’m calling a meeting.
Piggy: What’s that? It’s…ugh! It’s a gutted seagull!
Ralph: Times are tough, Piggy, and a desperate problem calls
for a desperate solution.
Piggy: But sacrificing birds? How’s that gonna help? It ain't
right Ralph.
Ralph: The…squawks? The squawking seagull alerts the others
that its time for a meeting.
Piggy: What others?
Ralph: It, he, I…to scare off the beasts.
Piggy: Beasts? What you talking about? You mean there’s
another beast on this God forsaken island?
Ralph: Yes, but this time we’ll be prepared.
Piggy: (Shouting) There ain't no such thing as beasts!
Ralph: You ain't learnt anything from last time at all have
you Piggy?
Piggy: Here we go again!
[Scene Ends]