INT. APARTMENT
A BOYFRIEND sits with his long time GIRLFRIEND, who has been estranged from him for the last month, something he wants to remedy. They're conversation has stretched on for far too long for his liking, but, still he presses on. On the MP3 player comes the subtle twang of Mike Doughty's live music just loud enough to hear.
A BOYFRIEND sits with his long time GIRLFRIEND, who has been estranged from him for the last month, something he wants to remedy. They're conversation has stretched on for far too long for his liking, but, still he presses on. On the MP3 player comes the subtle twang of Mike Doughty's live music just loud enough to hear.
BOYFRIEND
I just don't understand, why is this so hard?
GIRLFRIEND
I don't know. It just is.
I just don't understand, why is this so hard?
GIRLFRIEND
I don't know. It just is.
The BOYFRIEND stands up and begins pacing back and forth. He shakes his head a few times.
BOYFRIEND
You love me, right?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes.
BOYFRIEND
Then why can't we-
GIRLFRIEND
I just feel like I need to get myself right,
before I worry about us again.
You love me, right?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes.
BOYFRIEND
Then why can't we-
GIRLFRIEND
I just feel like I need to get myself right,
before I worry about us again.
Outside, a car door slams outside. A couple of people are heard walking loudly up the steps toward the security door right next to the apartment. They laugh and giggle with the joyousness of inebriation. One them giggles hysterically, calling the door various names and cursing it's refusal to open. A few moments pass as the BOYFRIEND and GIRLFRIEND listen to the welcome distraction, but finally, the door opens, and slams, and feet pound up the stairs, rattling pictures on the walls.
BOYFRIEND
These last couple weeks, they've been good?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes, they have.
BOYFRIEND
We've gone out, things have been good?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes.
BOYFRIEND
That's all I want, all I'm looking for.
GIRLFRIEND
No, you want assurances.
BOYFRIEND
That too, but, you're not planning on
seeing anyone else, right?
GIRLFRIEND
No!
BOYFRIEND
Then what's the problem?
These last couple weeks, they've been good?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes, they have.
BOYFRIEND
We've gone out, things have been good?
GIRLFRIEND
Yes.
BOYFRIEND
That's all I want, all I'm looking for.
GIRLFRIEND
No, you want assurances.
BOYFRIEND
That too, but, you're not planning on
seeing anyone else, right?
GIRLFRIEND
No!
BOYFRIEND
Then what's the problem?
This time, the GIRLFRIEND gets up, and walks away for a moment, disappearing into the small kitchen. The door to the refrigerator opens and closes, and she reappears a moment later holding a can of Dr. Pepper.
BOYFRIEND
Caffeine? Really?
GIRLFRIEND
What?
BOYFRIEND
Never mind.
GIRLFRIEND
Listen, I'm just not ready yet. That
doesn't mean that I won't be, I'm
just not ready now.
Caffeine? Really?
GIRLFRIEND
What?
BOYFRIEND
Never mind.
GIRLFRIEND
Listen, I'm just not ready yet. That
doesn't mean that I won't be, I'm
just not ready now.
The BOYFRIEND walks around and drops into the couch, the GIRLFRIEND remains standing, watching him. He looks up at her, as if figuring something out.
BOYFRIEND
I feel like you've just left me on hold,
and the muzak version of "Here I go
again on my own.." is looping over and
over, driving me insane!
(Hums a few bars)
Don't get me wrong, I like Whitesnake
and all...
I feel like you've just left me on hold,
and the muzak version of "Here I go
again on my own.." is looping over and
over, driving me insane!
(Hums a few bars)
Don't get me wrong, I like Whitesnake
and all...
The GIRLFRIEND walks over and drops into the couch on the opposite end and takes a drink of her Dr. Pepper.
GIRLFRIEND
Dammit, now I've got that song stuck in my head!
BOYFRIEND
See how it's aggravating?!
GIRLFRIEND
Oh shut up!
Dammit, now I've got that song stuck in my head!
BOYFRIEND
See how it's aggravating?!
GIRLFRIEND
Oh shut up!
The BOYFRIEND stands up and walks toward the hallway, and then stops to look back at his former / current girlfriend.
BOYFRIEND
Wanna go have sex?
GIRLFRIEND
Yeah.
Wanna go have sex?
GIRLFRIEND
Yeah.
She stands and follows him.
FADE OUT.
2 comments:
Bow-chicka-chicka-bow-wow . . .
(newly added soundtrack)
Remind me never to hire you for music on my next film... :P
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