A Brief Scene From Saturday’s GoogaMooga Festival in Brooklyn

EXT. NETHERMEAD MEADOW AT PROSPECT PARK, INSIDE THE GREAT GOOGAMOOGA FESTIVAL — 3:00 p.m.

Two young women struggle through a crowd of thousands of other young people, hungry and thirsty. It is the first-ever Great GoogaMooga festival, a hyper-hyped foodie event in Brooklyn's Prospect Park, where chefs are rock stars and waiting in line is a $250 privilege. Everyone in sight is wearing either a tank top or a sundress. There are knit blankets on every square inch of the ground. Swing music is playing from a giant stage. No one, anywhere, is smiling. A baby cries; there is no raw milk in sight.


MAXINE
Pupusas?



EMMA
Whatever.



They stand in a line, 80 people deep. 60 people ahead, there is a person—likely a volunteer—holding a sign that says, "THIS LINE IS JUST FINE."


PASSERBY
They're only selling vegetarian pupusas in this line, just so you know.



PERSON STANDING IN LINE
I don't even care anymore. I'll eat anything.



MAXINE
These pupusas are $11.



They stand in line. Eight minutes pass.


EMMA
(repulsed)
I can't even get cell reception.



Fade to black.


EXT. PROSPECT PARK, OUTSIDE THE GREAT GOOGAMOOGA FESTIVAL — 3:10 p.m.


Two young women stand by an Italian Ice cart. The ice is not organic.


EMMA
I'll have a lemon, please.



MAXINE
Blue raspberry.



CART SALESLADY
Four dollars.



Maxine hands over cash.


MAXINE
(to Emma)
You want to go to a bar?



Fin.


Additional reading: The Road.