Out of Bounds

# (piano playing softly)

Narrator: I've had a hundred and seventy eight Pauls in my life.

None have survived more than fourty-two days.

Everytime Paul went belly-up, my mother used to tell me to flush him.

So he could go to fish heaven in the ocean...

and join all the other little fishes.

Narrator: Really...

there's no such thing.

Narrator: Everything flushed down the toilet

will pass through sixty-two

multi-gauged high density plastic and ceramic pipes,

free sand filters, and chlorination

before reaching the processing plant.

# (soft piano music resumes)

Narrator: Paul number one hundred and seventy nine.

Day one.

Young man: You're my only friend.

Young man: Welcome to my world.

click, click , click

tick, tick, tick

Narrator: I've put you in a small bowl. I'm going to bring you everywhere

so this time I can keep you safe.

bloop-bloop

People say I have a condition. clunk, clunk, clunk

Narrator: When I was little, it was called "special."

Now, it's called, "different," or that, "I've lost my marbles."

Marbles is another word for brains. click, click, click, click, click

In short...

I don't understand other people.

shk, shk, shk, shk, shk

woof...woof

We're having more fish food delivered today.

tick, tick

plop

tick, tick

pleep

ploop

woof, woof, woof

tick, tick

Narrator: It's important to eat.

bluble-blurb

tick, tick, tick,

Young man: I'm going to keep you safe Paul. tap, tap, tap

tick, tick, tick, tick, tick

Young man: We don't go outside much.

It's a sunny day, that's how it all begins.

We could get a sun burn, boils, blisters, and

a third of all cancers are sun related.

Also, days of a high pollen count trigger allergies where sinuses overproduce mucus.

whoosh Narrator: See that aeroplane there? Just this September, a stowaway,

that's a person, plummeted to the ground

and landed in a residential area in west London. aaaaahhhhhhh!!!

snick

Young man: He died!

click, squeak

# (piano and guitar melody)

Narrator: Su, Soo, Sophie's a redhead.

Uh, uh, that, that means her, her, her hair is red. Not her face.

We never say hello...

but...

we collect our newspapers together.

click, squeak

tick, tick

kadunk, kadunk, kadunk

squeak

rrrrrrrrr

thump, thump, thump, thump, thum...

thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump

# (increasingly louder sickening piano notes) clunk!

inhale-exhale

inhale-exhale

inhale-exhale