Note: This play was done as an English assignment (we were reading Antigone and learning about tragic heroes, that stuff) My assignment was basically "Write a play with a choragus and tragic hero about a young bride who discovers her husband is involved with murder and the mafia." The rest of it's mine though and completely original. The characters are all mine. I would have (and should have) gone into a lot more depth about a lot of this stuff, but I didn't want it to be too long since it's like 5,000 words and it's just an English assignment. Plus, I write it all in two nights. I kind of liked some of these characters, maybe I'll come back to it eventually. And yes... Brendan Tanner is the same name as my guy from Learning How To Smile. They're completely different characters, I was just getting lazy with names and ripped it from another one of my stories. Is that a crime? :)

Cast

Trudy Benz-Fertitta - 24; Was just married to Brian Fertitta; Works as a waitress in Manhattan; Very sarcastic

Brian Fertitta - 27; Just married to Trudy Benz; Works as a computer programmer; Involved in the mafia but has not told Trudy

Justin Benz - 19; Trudy's brother; Lives in Manhattan with his boyfriend; Attends NYU and is beginning to study law

Brendan Tanner (Choragus) - 21; Justin's boyfriend; An art student at NYU

Barbara Benz - Trudy and Justin's mother; Extremely religious; Cannot get over her disappoint that Justin is gay; Is proud of Trudy and considers her her "good child" even though Justin has accomplished more

Antonio Fertitta - Brian's father; A hit-man for the mafia; Expects Brian to take after him and also be a hit-man

The lights on the stage are dim and Brendan stands at stage right.

Brendan (Choragus)
Trudy has always been a little bit naive. She has a terrible time telling lies from truth, and that's probably what got all of us into this mess in the first place. It was actually Trudy's mother, Barbara, who first introduced Brian to her. Maybe it was actually Barb who was the most naive, since she practically hand-picked Brian for Trudy. At first it seemed like she'd made a good choice, because the two of them clicked right away. Barb though, always though she knew best. She wanted to completely run Trudy's life, as you've already heard, probably moreso once she felt like she failed on Justin. Barb hated me, I don't think anybody has ever hated me, or anyone, with the passion that that woman did. I stole her youngest son, her only son, from her... and I dragged him into what she called my dirty, sinful lifestyle. Funny how people's opinions of you change in just a matter of days, isn't it?

Brendan exists stage right. The lights come up on a hotel room where Trudy sits on a bed with a phone in her hand. Brian is unpacking suitcases.

Trudy (on cell phone)
No, Mom, the plane ride was fine. No sign of terrorism... Oh, it's beautiful here, it's dark out and the stars are so much brighter than in New York... Stop worrying Mom, I'm 24. I can take care of m - Brian's with me... I should go... No, don't call me, I'm going to call you tomorrow, ok? I'm running out of minutes on my cellphone... Bye. Love you too.

Trudy slams the phone shut and sighs.

Trudy
She's crazy.

Brian laughs.

Trudy
Seriously, what kind of mother calls her daughter four times in one day while she's on her honeymoon?

Brian
I'd keep calling you if you ran off to some other country too. She'll relax eventually.

Trudy
Some other country? This isn't Iran. It's New Zealand. It's America with accents and prettier beaches.

Brian
And it's halfway around the world. She'd never let you much further than northern New Jersey if she had her way. Come on, let's go back down to the beach.

Brian takes Trudy's hand and tries to get her to stand up. He is still holding a suitcase, and as Trudy gets up, and they start to walk, a smaller metal case falls out from the bigger suitcase. Trudy picks it up.

Trudy
What's in here?

Brian
Nothing. Toothpaste and stuff.

Brian tries to take the case from Trudy, but she pulls back.

Trudy
I should brush my teeth before we go anyway.

Trudy opens the case to reveal two small handguns tucked into fancy packing.

Trudy
Toothpaste?

Brian takes the case from Trudy and closes it.

Brian
Nevermind.

Trudy
Why did you bring handguns with you?

Brian
For protection.

Trudy
Those weren't ordinary handguns. They looked expensive, and they were really small...

Brian
They're safer than the cheaper ones.

Trudy
For you to get those here, you had to go through a lot of trouble to make sure the Airlines didn't detect them.

Brian suddenly doesn't know what to say. He just stares at Trudy, speechless.

Trudy
Say something! What am I supposed to think?

Brian
You weren't supposed to see the guns, so you're not supposed to think anything...

Trudy
What are you planning to do? Kill me?

Brian can't help but laugh.

Brian
You think I married you and brought you New Zealand to kill you?

Trudy
Then give me a story. I want the truth.

Brian sighs. He's a bit relieved, and partially angry.

Brian
I would have told you eventually.

Trudy
Told me what?

Brian
Computer programmer? My job, right? That doesn't make me rich.

Trudy
But your Dad's got money.

Brain
Yeah... Lots of it. Pretty soon, it's all going to be mine... The money, the penthouse apartment in the heart of Manhattan, the family business...

Trudy
What family business?

Brian
My dad's a hit-man, Trudy.

At first, Trudy laughs.

Trudy
That's a good one. But you're not getting out of telling me the truth.

Brian
Trudy... I am telling you the truth.

Trudy takes a moment and falls back onto the bed. She breathes very hard and silently while lying back on the sheets.

Trudy
So let me get this straight... You're going to become a hit-man?

Brian hesitates before he answers.

Brian
I already am one... But I'm going to head the family business.

Trudy
Have you ever... killed anybody?

Brian
...Yes.

Trudy
And were you planning on telling me?

Brian
...My Mom didn't know when she married my father.

Trudy
Oh, I get it. I'm sorry. It's another one of your family traditions. Killing and Lying... I-I'm sorry, Brian, but I'm not ok with this...

Brian
It's what I do, Trudy. I love you, and I know you love me. I don't kill people that I know, just strangers.

Trudy
Is that supposed to make it better? Can you hear yourself?

Brian reaches out to grab Trudy's arm, but she pulls away and storms towards the door.

Trudy
Don't touch me! I can't ever touch you again... You've got blood all over your hands.

Trudy walks out the door and slams it behind her. Yanking it open, Brian calls out to her.

Brian
Wait! Where are you going?

Trudy didn't answer. She was gone. The stage goes back and Brendan enters stage right.

Brendan (Choragus)
Trudy went immediately to the plane station. She wanted to get home to New York, where she felt safe. She charged her ticket to Brian's credit card, and flew all the way home the same day that she'd gotten to New Zealand. She still couldn't take in the things Brian had told her, not that anyone could blame her. Who did Brian think he was? You can't dump something like that on someone and expect them to just accept it. Once she was back in New York, Trudy knew she couldn't go home to her new apartment that she shared with Brian, since it was only a matter of time until he followed her there. She couldn't go home to her mother, the truth might completely ruin her. She went the only place she had left.

The lights come up on the rest of the stage, and Brendan sits down next to Justin on the couch and they are watching the television. There is a knock at the door.

Justin
Who is it?

Trudy
Ummm... It's Trudy!

Justin rushes up as soon as he recognized his sister's voice, and pulls the door open. Brendan gets up and follows.

Justin
Are you all right? You're supposed to be in New Zealand.

Trudy
I was.

Brendan
What happened? Where's Brian? Did something happen to him?

Trudy sighs and crosses to the table in the center of the room. She sits down and rubs her forehead in stress.

Trudy
Let's not talk about Brian.

Justin
Did you two get into a fight?

Trudy
Seriously, could we not talk about him?

It becomes awkwardly silent, since neither Justin or Brendan have any idea what to talk about, if not Brian. Eventually, Brendan speaks.

Brendan
Do you want some tea? We got this really good stuff at this little shop in Chinatown... It's incredibly soothing.

Trudy
Sure.

Brendan tugs on Justin's shirt to get him to go with him to the kitchen to make the tea. Trudy feels a little awkward, and stays sitting where she's at. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door again. Justin walks back into the central room and to the door. He opens it. Barbara, his and Trudy's mother, stands on the other side.

Barb
Sweetie, before you say anything, I want you to read this packet. Pastor Paul gave it to me, it has scripture quotes and everything to support that homosexuality is a very grave sin. If you'd just read it, Justin? There are some very successful stories of people who have completely recovered.

Justin
I didn't know I had a disease.

Barb
Please, please, just read it. It's very informational.

Justin
I'm sure that's not the word I'd give to it.

Barb suddenly looks up from her prepared speech, and notices Trudy. She's startled.

Barb
Trudy! What are you doing here?

Trudy
That's not important. God, Mom, when are you going to give up?

Barb
I'm very proud of you, sweetie, but something must be wrong to bring you all the way back to New York! Where's Brian?

Trudy
See, you're not even listening. You never listen.

As Trudy starts her ranting, Brendan walks out from the kitchen carrying three cups of tea. He becomes uncomfortable as soon as he notices Barb, but hands the tea to Trudy and Justin regardless, and says nothing. He stands still and listens to Trudy speak.

Trudy
Justin doesn't want your pamphlet. He doesn't need fixing.

Trudy pulls the packet out of Justin's hands and rips it in half, letting the pieces fall onto the floor.

Trudy
And I don't want you telling me how proud you are of me. I'm a waitress. Justin's going to go to law school, Mom, he was valedictorian in High School, I barely made the top half of my class. Justin hasn't just recently discovered that he is now connected to a family of hit-men. Justin's happy. Could you, for once, get down off your high horse and tell Justin how proud of him you are?

Barb
What?

Trudy
Didn't you hear me? I was trying to tell you -

Barb
No, not that. Why are you talking about hit-men?

Trudy
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I not mention that? Brian's a hit-man. He can get guns on planes without a flinch at security. And did I say yet that he kills people?

Barb
You must be mistaken.

Trudy
You're right, he's the kind of hit-man that takes care of abandoned puppies.

Barb
H-How did... How?

Trudy
You sound like me yesterday. It's a long flight from New Zealand. I had time to... process. I still have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do, but I think I've finally addressed the problem.

Barb
But Brian is such a nice young man...

Trudy
I know. I can't figure it out either.

Justin and Brendan are still standing in shock, just listening to Barb express the shock with words. They're amazed by the sarcasm that Trudy uses in such a serious situation. Trudy breaks the silence.

Trudy
Still proud of me, Mom?

The lights go down on the entire stage. All actors exist, except for Brendan who stands stage right again.

Brendan (Choragus)
Barb was still proud of Trudy. Barb will always be proud of Trudy... if only because she's straight and she tells Barb that she goes to church every Sunday. It was herself she was mad at, which she should have been, but for all the wrong reasons. She thought she somehow should have known about Brian. Just like she should have known about me when she let teenage Justin hang out with me a few years earlier. As demented as it was, she suddenly felt like it was her fault Justin was gay and her fault that Trudy had married into the mob. Trudy stayed with me and Justin for two nights, and hadn't heard from Brian, until of course, there was what else? Another knock at the door. We really should get a doorbell. Or one of those neat things that let you buzz people up.

The lights go up. Justin is sitting on the couch with his arm over Brendan's shoulder eating popcorn and watching TV, and Trudy is sitting at the table not far away. She is reading a book.

Justin
Who is it?

Trudy looks up but doesn't think much of the knock. She continues reading. At first, no one answers at the door.

Justin
Who's there?

Justin gets up to go and open the door. Opening it, he sees Brian standing which a much taller, heavier built man who he recognizes as Justin's father standing behind him.

Brian
Trudy! I thought I'd find you here.

At first startled to see them, Trudy looks up and almost instinctively throws her book at the table, suddenly unconcerned about it.

Trudy
Brian... Mr. Fertitta?

Trudy is intimidated by Brian's father. Now that she knows the truth, he doesn't look so welcoming and friendly.

Brian
Do they know?

Brian motioned lightly towards Justin and Brendan, whispering his words. Trudy nods. Brian looks to his father with approval, who then begins to talk.

Antonio
I don't know if Brian made our family business clear, but what he told you isn't the sort of thing you get up and walk away from. You're a family girl, right Trudy? You love your mother?

Brian
Your brother?

Antonio
It would be an awful shame if anything happened to either of them, wouldn't it?

Trudy's eyes dart around the room. She can't look Brian in the face, so she then looks to Antonio.

Trudy
Don't threaten me.

Brian
No threats. I made it clear to you that I only kill strangers.

Antonio
We just said it would be a real shame.

Brian
And it would be.

Antonio
But I think you know that you're now a part of this family, and that family sticks together. They keep each other's secrets, and they support each other.

Justin
Don't talk to her like that.

Antonio takes a few steps forward and grabs the front of Justin's shirt tightly with his first. He pulls his face closely to Justin's, and speaks directly into Justin's breath.

Antonio
You're gonna tell me how to talk to my daughter-in-law?

Justin grabs at his shirt and pulls it back from Antonio. He takes a few steps backwards, and stands right next to Brendan.

Brendan
Don't talk to any of us like that.

Brian stares at Brendan and shakes his head.

Brian
Come on, calm down... We're all family here now. We all know. We're all here and but some of us don't all have the entire story. Brendan, why don't you make some of that good tea you make?

Brendan hesitates, but exists for the kitchen. Antonio pulls Justin and Trudy under his opposite arms are walks with to the couch. They sit down, with Antonio in the middle. Antonio turns off the TV. Brian sits on the floor in front of the sofa.

Antonio
Brian told you what we do for a living, right?

Trudy nodded, silently.

Antonio
It's not an evil thing. We work with the New York mafia. Make people disappear, stuff like that. It's a service that there's a demand for. There will always be a demand for it. And there will always be a supply. That's where we come it. We're not bad, ruthless people. We're just like you. Brian's the same man that you fell in love with, Trudy. He just felt like he had to hide who he was, because it's not publicly accepted.

Antonio turns smugly to look straight at Justin.

Antonio
You know what that's like.

Justin gives Antonio a disgusted look.

Justin
Don't even try to prey off me. Don't compare me to him. To you. You can't even begin to understand human emotion.

Antonio laughs.

Antonio
Right... Right. It's so much easier to look at it in black and white.

Justin
Stop it! I do know what you're trying to do, and it isn't working.

Antonio
That's a shame.

Brendan returns to the room carrying several cups on tea on a plate. He's a little bit shaky, and nearly drops the plate to the floor. He gives everyone a cup.

Antonio
You too Brendan, you're part of the Fertitta family now.

Brendan
You're not my family.

Antonio
You consider Justin and Trudy family?

Brendan nods.

Brendan
Yes.

Antonio
Like I said then, welcome to the Fertitta family.

Brendan doesn't respond, but Antonio stands up from his seat and motions for Trudy and Justin to do the same. They immediately do.

Antonio
Trudy and Brian should talk. Why don't you two come with me?

Brendan and Justin exchange a glance before they follow Antonio out of the room, and into the kitchen. They leave Brian and Trudy alone.

Trudy
Isn't this nice?

Brian sits down on the couch and takes Trudy's hand. At first she pulls away, but almost instantly gives in and holds his hand.

Brian
Stop looking at me like that... Like you don't want to look at me. Like I make you sick.

Trudy
But you do.

Brian
I shouldn't.

Trudy
What do you expect from me?

Brian leans forward and kisses Trudy. She kisses back, but has to force herself. There is no passion. After a moment, Brian pulls back.

Brian
I love you, Trudy. Isn't that enough?

Trudy
I would have said it was if you asked me last week.

Brian
You told me love is unconditional.

Trudy
Yeah, well, it isn't. It shouldn't be. That's not at all romantic... It's not beautiful. It makes a real nice story, Brian, but that's it. You're supposed to love a person because of who they are... And if they're not who you thought, there's nothing left to love.

Brian
Wow, did you write that down and memorize? Did Justin write it for you?

Trudy
Don't be an idiot, Brian.

Brian
But it doesn't change anything because I know that you do still love me! You're trying to convince yourself, not me.

Trudy looks up at the ceiling and lets out a huge sigh. She's fed up and about to become angry, but suddenly her drive weakens.

Trudy
I know... And you love me?

Brian
Don't even ask. Of course I do.

Trudy
Then give it up. Leave your father, your stupid "family business," your father's penthouse apartment, the whole Fertitta empire. We can leave, you can keep working on your programming and I can get a second job... We can get a studio in Brooklyn. If you really love me at all, you'd be able to do it.

Brian
I love my father too. My mother. My sisters. I can't just leave my family.

Trudy
Tell him you don't want to take over the "business."

Brian
I do want to take it over!

Trudy sighs again, stands up, and begins to pace.

Trudy
You can't go out at night and take people's lives - Somebody's brother, father, friend... You can't do that and then come home at night and tell me how much you love me. You're not Tony Soprano!

Brian
No. I'm not. I'm Brian Fertitta. The same Brian Fertitta you promised to love and honour 'til death do us part...

Trudy
Who's death? People are dying. There's death. That's reason enough for us to part.

Brian takes both of Trudy's hands into his own, halting her pacing. She stands in front of the sofa and looks down at him.

Brian
Look at me, Trudy. You can't tell me you're really going to leave me. Don't scare me like that... I told you that I don't hurt people I know, and I don't. But my dad does. Don't give him a reason, Trudy. Your mother, Justin, Brendan, all your friends from work, even you... You're all expendable to him. I love him, but he doesn't attach emotionally too easily.

Trudy
He's got even less morals than you.

Brian
People build their own morals.

Trudy pulls back from Brian and again begins to pace.

Trudy
What kind of people do you kill?

Brian
People I'm hired to kill. I don't know much about them. Most of them are drug dealers with a violent side, mobsters who work against their superiors... Most of them aren't people that haven't killed themselves.

Trudy
Most?

Brian
Most. Some are... cheating wives, innocent bystanders who know too much, or just successful businessmen that somebody else is jealous of.

Trudy
That's sick.

Brian
It's work.

Trudy
Who do you think you are? God?

Brian
Nope. Just a man who can't stand that he just got married and is already losing his wife.

Trudy
You mean lost. I need you to leave, Brian. Take your father, and go. You can trust me not to tell anyone. You can trust my mother. You can trust Justin and Brendan.

Antonio is standing in the doorway. He startles Trudy as he speaks, as she questions to herself how long he's been there.

Antonio
Trust doesn't come easy in this business. And betrayal doesn't go over well. You married my son. I won't stand by and let you betray him. Marriage is a commitment.

Brian
Let's just go.

Antonio
Don't order me around.

There is another knock at the door.

Antonio
Don't even think about answering that.

There is another knock. No one moves.

Barb
Justin! I know you're home. Open up!

Antonio
Nobody get the door.

Barb continues to knock and call to Justin.

Justin
Go home, Mom! It's a bad time.

Barb
I will absolutely not go home! Not while I'm paying for most of your college tuition, I'm not.

Justin
Mom, I'll call you.

The door begins to unlock and the knob turns.

Barb
I have a key, Justin.

Barb opens the door and walks in. She nearly faints as she looks around the room and gasps.

Antonio
Shut the door, Ma'am.

Barb shuts the door.

Barb
You just look more powerful. Now that I know... I mean, Justin's right, I should leave.

Antonio shakes his head. He pulls a gun out from his back pocket, and waves it around the room.

Antonio
Nobody is leaving.

Barb
Or maybe I'll stay.

Antonio points gun directly at Trudy.

Antonio
Your daughter, Mrs. Benz, seems to think wedding vows don't mean forever.

Shocked by the sight of the gun, no one has said a word. Even Brian is surprised. Justin is the first to notice that Brendan has left the room, and he looks around briefly before making it obvious to the rest of the group that Brendan has disappeared. Antonio turns to look for Brendan, but sees nothing.

Antonio
I've killed hundreds of people. Four more isn't a big deal to me. I will fire this gun if you don't get out here, Brendan.

Brendan emerges from a side bedroom door and barely takes a step forward before his hand clutched around a small, black pistol is on the back of Brian's neck.

Brendan
How touching. You remember my name.

Antoniot takes another step towards Trudy.

Antonio
Don't be an idiot.

Brendan
I should say the same to you.

Trudy is still in shock at the gun that is nearly in her face pointing right between her eyes.

Brendan
I don't know much about guns, but I know it's loaded. I know how to cock it. I know that if I then pull this trigger, it goes off. And I'm guessing that since the gun is actually up against him skin, my aim is dead on.

Trudy
Both of you, stop it. Put the guns down. This isn't getting anybody anywhere!

Justin
You've got to go first, Brendan. Mr. Fertitta wants trust, then let's give him a reason to trust us.

Trudy
You can't shoot Brian. You can't. You don't care right now... but I need him.

Brendan's hand shakes and the gun flutters on the back of Brian's neck.

Brian
Be careful! You already said you don't know what you're doing.

Justin
Hand me the gun, Brendan.

Brendan hesitates, but ultimately pulls back the gun and hands it to Justin. Immediately, Justin yanks his arm with the gun around and shoves the gun into the skin in the back of Antonio's head. Barb is hysterical, and lies down on the couch. She is breathing too quickly for her own good.

Justin
Mr. Fetitta doesn't value Brian like he does himself.

Antonio laughs.

Antonio
You're an even bigger idiot than your little boyfriend.

Justin
I swear to God, I'll pull the trigger.

Antonio
You don't have it in you. I'm not too worried right now. Brendan couldn't have done it either. Although, I don't know that that's your fault, after all, you're just fags.

Brendan
You want him to shoot you? Don't call him that when he'd got a gun to your head.

Justin cocks the gun.

Justin
Hey, I might be a "fag," but I'm proud of it. You've spent your entire life trying to hide that fact that you're a prick.

Brian
Dad, he's right... For once, be a man. Put the gun down. Trudy will come to her senses. She loves me... whether she knows it or not.

Antonio sighs.

Antonio
I'd say you were right too if there weren't a gun to my head.

Trudy's arm suddenly extends and she wraps her first around the front of the gun. She attempts to pull it from Antonio's grip, but he uses it to knock Trudy to the floor. Barb is still breathing heavily on the couch and doesn't know how to behave. Antonio points the gun to her. He fires the gun but it fires a blank. In that moment, Trudy forces her right hand into the opening between Antonio's hands, pulling the gun from his grip from the back. It flies forwards in the air. Trudy steps back and picks up the gun. She holds it in her right hand and also points it at Antonio. Brian is suddenly scared.

Brian
You guys win. Put the guns down.

Justin
You're not so big when we've got the upper hand.

Brian
This isn't funny. You can't kill my father. You can't. Trudy, you can't do this. You don't want to. You'd never... get over it. You wouldn't murder anybody in cold blood.

Trudy
I'm pretty sure this is self defense! How can you defend him? How can you sit there like that? He fired at my mother! He was going to kill her.

Barb
He's a murder. You both are.

Brian turned his pleas to Justin.

Brian
You can't kill him. You can't fire. Don't do this to me. God, I don't know what I'd do without my father...

Antonio is still silent. Almost indifferent to the entire situation. Brendan too is very still, but has inched away from being so close to Brian.

Justin
How many people pleaded with you, Brian? How many people did you ignore? How many children screamed for you not to kill their mothers, hold many women begged you not to kill their husbands? How many people begged for you not take somebody away from them?

Brian is shocked, and doesn't know how to answer.

Justin
How many times did you listen?

Justin pulls back on the trigger to the gun he holds up to the fiercely silent and still man. Antonio violently falls to the floor, dead instantly. Barb shrieks. Brian immediately gets up from his seat and darts towards Justin. Justin turns and fires twice at Brian as he comes at hitting him once in the shoulder and once in the stomach. He falls backward onto Brendan, who lets him fall to the floor but screams quietly. Trudy drops her gun and jumps up to help Brian. Her mother pulls on the back of her shirt to try and stop her, but Trudy pulls forward. She kneels down on the floor next to Brian, holding his back.

Trudy
Brian, you're gonna be all right... You're right... I do still love you. And I still need you.

Justin drops the gun from his hand. He also kneels next to Brian. He's suddenly worried that he acted rash, and stutters.

Justin
You sh-sh-shouldn't h-have jumped up at m-m-me like th-that... I-I didn't know h-how to... r-r-react. I-I wasn't g-gonna f-fire at ya-you...

Brian is clearly losing the strength to even keep his eyes open.

Brian
You think you stopped something, or helped... They'll just hire somebody else. It's going to be... the same. Nothing will ever change... I still love you Trudy.

Trudy
I-I still love you too, Brian.

Trudy kisses Brian on the mouth as closes his eyes. Almost as quickly as he'd been shot, he is gone. His head suddenly feels limp in Trudy's hands. She can't stop crying.

Justin
I-I'm sorry, Trudy...

Trudy is still hysterical, but doesn't know what to say. Looking down at her clothes, which as soaked in blood, she looks back up.

Trudy
It's ok... Blood washes out.

After letting her cry for a second holding Brian, Justin helps Trudy up.

Brendan
We should call the police.

Brendan and Barb stand up as well. Trudy, Justin, and Barb silently walk together off stage. Brendan walks to stage right. The lights go down. There is still blood on this clothes.

Brendan (Choragus)
The blood never washed out of any of our clothes. Trudy tried everything, she scrubbed the heck out those jeans. But the blood just wouldn't come out. Me and Justin threw ours away, but you can't blame Trudy for keeping hers. They're all she has left of Brian... That's it. It was terrible enough to watch Brian die right next to me. But if that had been Justin... I still can't even image what Trudy went through and still goes through ever day. She loved him more than anything, and now everything reminds her of Brian... And the blood is never going to wash off of her hands. She feels like she pulled the trigger. Hasn't even blamed Justin, or me, or her Mother... Speaking of Barb, it's funny how much that day changed her. She so proud of Justin. But all of us know that Brian was right all along... We didn't stop anything. We didn't make the world a better place by getting rid of Brian and Antonio. "They're just going to hire someone else," as he put it. "It's going to be the same, and nothing will ever change."