A monologue short monologue

CRAIG: (through short breaths, looking over his shoulder for signs of life) What can I do? All I did was open a couple of letters and write in them and now they try to arrest me. I would rather have stayed in the diner and just done what I could to help but no, they wanted to arrest me....for my own good. That's bollocks. Why does the town feel that I am the one …

…this way? Struth. Holy doley what do I do? (hides behind parked car as Frank approaches. Mutters under breath) Now it will be my time. (Jump out and point gun towards stranger) Don't come any further, I will shoot. I'm warning you, don't take another step or you'll be dead meat. No....put that down....you don't need that.....please....don't.....(starts to fall back, jolting body. Lands on the ground, groaning as holding stomach)