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Date Posted: 10:54:11 06/27/02 Thu
In reply to:
's message, "Re: The Script begins" on 00:08:22 06/26/02 Wed
>Greg
>Oh shit!
>
>Tim
>Run!
>
>Greg and Tim run to their car (Greg on the driver's
>side). Here we they seem more intent on working as a
>team. Greg, grim faced, unlocks his door and throws
>his keys at/to Tim. The keys hit Tim in the face and
>Tim falls to the ground screaming.
>
>Tim
>OH JESUS CHRIST!
>
>Greg
>My fucking keys?!
>
>Greg runs over to help Tim. As he does, a car can be
>seen driving toward the parking lot from a street in
>the distance.
>
>Greg
>Oh no.
>
>Greg bends down.
>
>Greg
>Come on Tim.
>
>Tim
>What the hell was that?
>
>Greg
>I was tossing you the keys so you could get in.
>
>Tim
>My face, you threw them right at my face you dumb fuck!
>
>Greg
>Tim, someone's coming.
>
>Tim
>I don't care. My eye hurts.
>
>Greg
>Aw come on. Get up now.
>
>Tim
>No.
>
>Greg looks up. The oncoming car is much closer now.
>
>Greg
>Fine, did you see where the keys landed?
>
>Tim
>IN MY FUCKING FACE IS WHERE THEY LANDED.
>
>We begin to notice that Tim is really really crying.
>
>Greg
>I'm SORRY.
>
>Tim
>Thank you. I'm sorry too.
>
>Greg
>Now come on, Tim.
>
>Tim
>Yeah.
>
>Greg spies his keys and grabs them. The oncoming car
>begins to pull into the parking lot.
>
>Greg unlocks Tim's door, opens it. Both guys try to
>get in at the same time.
>
>Not fitting, Greg pushes away.
>
>Tim pushes away.
>
>They both stand there for a second.
>
>Then both try to get in at the same time.
>
>Then they move away.
>
>Tim
>(somewhat serious for the first time)
>Okay, first of all this is MY side, secondly-
>
>Greg
>No time.
>
>Greg darts in and slides over to the driver's seat.
>Tim leisurely gets inside and shuts the door.
>
>Greg starts the car. They drive off just as those
>pulling in the parking lot get out of their car.
>
>They pay the departing car no mind whatsoever.
>
>MAN #1
>Another day, eh, Jim?
>
>MAN #2 (Jim)
>Ten years ago if you were to tell me I'd find the
>carpet business so rewarding, I'd not have believed
>you.
>
>MAN #1
>Hey what's that over there?
>
>Man #2 looks over at what Man #1 is pointing at.
>
>Man #2 vomits.
Greg and Tim sit in the car in a completely different setting. It's only about 10 minutes after they left the parking lot.
Greg (frustrated)
Why don't you just get out of my car.
Tim
Why don't you learn how to take some constructive criticism.
greg and time now sit in a diner. They've already eaten. Tim is holding the bill.
Waitress
Sir, I don't...
Tim
Well, I don't see how you could expect me to pay for it. (to greg)They expect me to pay for burnt eggs.
Waitress
Sir, if you had told me that your eggs were burnt i could have...
Tim
That's not my responsibility. You're supposed to notice these things.
Greg (puling out his credit card)
You ate your whole meal. We're paying for it.
Tim
Put it away.
Uncomfortable silence.
Outside of the diner. Greg's in the car. Tim stands a short distance away with his arms crossed. they speak through the passenger side window.
Greg
Get in the car
Tim
No
Greg
Grow up.
Tim
I already did. why don't you try it.
Greg
Fine...walk
Tim
GODDAMNIT! I WILL NOT! WHY DON'T YOU UNLOCK THE DOOR AND LET ME IN!
Greg
DON'T TURN THIS AROUND ON ME! IT'S UNLOCKED! IT'S BEEN UNLOCKED! IT WAS NEVER LOCKED! YOU KNOW THAT! GET IN THE CAR!
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