FADE IN.
INT. KITCHEN-DAY
(BUCKY BUTLER, SPOTTY)
BUCKY BUTLER AND SPOTTY
ARE SITTING AT THE KICTHEN TABLE. WITH BUCKY BUTLER EATING SOUP AND SPOTTY
EATING A SANDWICH
SPOTTY
Man, why didn’t you think me
up some soup too?
BUCKY BUTLER
I didn’t feel like thinking up
soup for you. Thinking up a sandwich
took less time than thinking up you
some soup.
SPOTTY
But thinking up food doesn’t take
that
long no matter what kind of food it
is.
Your mother’s right, you are lazy.
BUCKY BUTLER
(LITTLE ANNOYED) Don’t talk bad
about your father while he’s in
the room. Enjoy the sandwich
I thought up for you because you
won’t get
anymore food until dinner.
SPOTTY
(WORRIED) Really?
BUCKY BUTLER
(GLEEFULLY) Nah, I’ll think up some
snacks for you in-between meals.
SPOTTY
Can you think up some chips to
go with my sandwich?
BUCKY BUTLER
What about those carrot sticks I
thought up for you?
SPOTTY
I hate carrots!
BUCKY BUTLER
Have you ever tried carrots?
SPOTTY
I don’t have to try them to know
that I hate
them.
BUCKY BUTLER
How do you hate something if you
never tried it?
Please eat your carrot sticks.
They’ll help keep
your pretty little eyes strong.
SPOTTY
(YELLING) No!
BUCKY BUTLER
(YELLING) Eat your damn carrots!
SPOTTY BEGINS CRYING AND
THEN SPOTTY SLOWLY BEGINS EATING HIS CARROT STICKS
BUCKY BUTLER
(YELLING) Yeah, you better eat
those carrots.
Do you know how much time it took me to think
those up for you? So you better be
grateful
for those carrots.
SPOTTY
(CRYING) I want my Mommy!
BUCKY BUTLER
Spotty, you don’t have a Mom. Do
you?
SPOTTY
(CRYING) Think me up a Mommy!
No, you’re going to be raised by a single
father who loves you. Plus I’m
not ready to
have a wife yet.
SPOTTY
I love you, Dad.
BUCKY BUTLER
I know.
FADE OUT.
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