Voice: When Curtis Stanford came home from his demanding job he had no tolerance for hard luck stories. (The Stanford residence. A young girl rings his doorbell. Stanford answers the door in his underwear with his beer gut hanging out.) Stanford: What do you want? Girl: (Cheerfully) Would you like to donate to UNICEF? Stanford: (Violently) GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE! (She flees and he pursues her to the edge of his property.) (The neighbour's front door. Stanford shows up with a housewarming gift. The neighbour greets him in a suit.) Stanford: Welcome to the neighbourhood. I'm Curtis Stanford. Neighbour: (Smiling sadly) Thanks. I'm afraid you caught us at a bad time. My father has just passed away. Stanford: I see. And is that your mother? Neighbour: No, that's my aunt. My mother passed away two years ago. (Stanford turns around and leaves without a word, taking his gift with him.) Hey, what did I say? Voice: Don't miss The Orphan Hater tonight, only on this channel. |
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© 2007, 2013. Scripts by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved. |
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
The Orphan Hater
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