| Subject: Re: The Script begins |
Author:
No name
|
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: 01:30:15 06/28/02 Fri
In reply to:
's message, "Re: The Script begins" on 10:54:11 06/27/02 Thu
>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!
Int. Office - Day
We pull back and see the previous scene playing out on a video monitor in a meeting room-type-place.
A man named PAUL stands by the monitor watching as Greg gets out of the car and he and Tim begin to fight, eventually rolling on the ground.
TIM (on tape)
Ahhh! There's broken glass here.
GREG
Fuck you ass face!
We continue to pull back and now we see a woman NANCY watching this all unfold.
NANCY
You're kidding me.
PAUL
We've been doing surveillance for a few days. There's quite a lot of this.
NANCY
They just fight like this?
PAUL
Most of the time. It seems the only time they're not fighting is when they're eating. Of course even then it's not always the case.
Nancy watches the tape. There is a cut and we see the two of them eating out of some instant noodle soup cups. They both don't look at each other and eat with an intensity usually reserved for zealots worshipping at the alter of their god.
Tim suddenly looks over at Greg and swipes at his noodle cup like a jealous dog. Greg utters a strange barking sob at Tim.
NANCY
Horrible.
PAUL
It's what you wanted.
NANCY
I just can't believe that they actually exist...
PAUL
(points to Tim)
I think this one's the smart one.
NANCY
Obviously. Well. What are we waiting for, let's bring them in.
PAUL
We may have difficulty in doing that.
NANCY
Why?
PAUL
Here.
He clicks a button on a remote. We go back into the monitor and watch the next scene unfold "live"
EXT. APARTMENT COMPLEX - DAY
Greg and Tim are sitting by the car with candy bars in their hands.
There are a multitude of candy bar wrappers strewn about on the ground. Tim finishes his candy bar and drops the wrapper on the ground.
TIM
Fifty-nine! One more and you pay up!
He takes a candy bar sitting next to him and begins to unwrap it.
Greg has three bars sitting next to him.
He eats faster.
A nice looking sports car pulls up in front of them.
JESUS, a young hispanic man gets out of the car.
Tim pauses in mid-bite.
Greg continues eating.
JESUS
Hey guys.
Tim looks over at Greg and starts to eat his candy bar.
JESUS
Eating candy huh?
They both look up at Jesus but neither responds.
JESUS
How would you guys like to make some money?
Still no response.
JESUS
I've got a friend who wants to pay you some money to do a job.
Tim is gobbling his candy bar. Suddenly he gets a sick look on his face. He leans over and vomits.
Greg sees this, is encouraged.
JESUS
Guys...
Greg is eating faster now.
Tim tries to bite again. He sees Greg throw one wrapper on the ground and pick up the next. Tim shudders as he swallows another bit of candy.
TIM
Oh no you don't!
Tim vomits on Greg.
Greg stares down at his soiled clothes.
GREG
You sick fuck! That's at least four candies right there.
TIM
Huh?
GREG
You have to keep 'em down.
TIM
Oh bullshit.
GREG
You do.
TIM
I'll keep your face down in the dirt, you bastard.
Tim finishes his candy in three quick bites.
TIM
There I win.
GREG
No way. Throwing up is forfeit.
JESUS
Hey guys, look, there's candy in the car.
TIM
(to Jesus)
Excuse me, but shut the fuck up while we sort this shit out, okay?
INT. OFFICE - DAY
Back out from the tape now and onto Nancy and Paul.
The two can be heard wrestling and throwing up.
Nancy watches, just disgusted.
PAUL
He finally left when the smell was unbearable.
NANCY
Well maybe you have to pick your moments with these guys.
PAUL
We thought when they were eating would be the best time, but...
NANCY
Well you give it a shot, Paul. Get 'em in here. If we can get them on this job then that'll give us plenty of distractions for Operation B.
PAUL
Yes ma'am. I'll get them in here.
Back on the monitor we see Tim shoving a candy bar in Greg's mouth.
TIM
Sixty! Go go go! Down down down! SIX-TEE, UH HUH, SIX-TEE!
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
| |
Feedback: 