From comments from this site I have modified my script. I am welcoming comments please.
One other thing, I am unsure of what age to make John and Thomas. I want them to be adults who have not grown up. Not sure to make them young, or middle-aged.
Thanks
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INT. BEDROOM - AFTERNOON
THOMAS, AN OVERWEIGHT TEENAGER, SITS ON HIS BED READING A BOOK.
JOHN, HIS SKINNY, YOUNGER BROTHER WALKS INTO THE ROOM CARRYING A TRAY CONTAINING A GLASS OF MILK AND A PLATE OF BISCUITS.
JOHN
Brought you up some milk and bisc-quits.
THOMAS
Thanks. Put them there.
JOHN
No prob-lem-o.
JOHN TRIPS AND ACCIDENTLY DROPS THE MILK AND BISCUITS OVER THOMAS.
JOHN
Oops!
THOMAS GLARES SILENTLY AT JOHN.
JOHN
Panic not.
JOHN LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM, PICKS UP A PAIR OF PANTS FROM THE FLOOR AND WIPES THOMAS'S FACE. THIS MAKES MORE OF A MESS.
JOHN
That's better.
JOHN PUTS THE WET PANTS IN THOMAS' LAP.
JOHN GRABS THE MILK-SOAKED BOOK AND SHAKES IT. THE PAGES TEAR AND FALL APART.
JOHN
Oops!
THOMAS GLARES SILENTLY AT JOHN.
PICKING UP THE TORN PAGES, JOHN REASSEMBLES THE BOOK. HE PLACES IT, UPSIDE-DOWN IN THOMAS' HANDS.
JOHN
Hang on.
JOHN TURNS THE BOOK THE RIGHTSIDE UP.
JOHN
That's better.
JOHN SMILES AT THOMAS.
JOHN NOTICES A BISCUIT ON THOMAS' HEAD, PICKS IT UP AND EATS IT.
THOMAS EXPLODES WITH ANGER.
JOHN
Oh dear!
JOHN RUNS OUT OF THE ROOM.
THOMAS THROWS THE WET PANTS AFTER JOHN.
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INT. HALLWAY - AFTERNOON
THE PANTS MISS JOHN AND HITS NANNA, THEIR GRANDMOTHER, IN THE FACE.
NANNA
(ANNOYED) Who threw that?
JOHN LOOKS DOWN.
NANNA
(SHOUTING) Thomas!
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INT. BEDROOM - AFTERNOON
THOMAS CLIMBS OUT OF THE WINDOW.
THE WINDOW FALLS TRAPPING THOMAS HALF WAY.
THOMAS' BACKSIDE WOBBLES AS HE DESPERATELY TRIES TO GET FREE.
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EXT. HOUSE DOORWAY - AFTERNOON
NANNA STANDS NEXT TO A FIREMAN. THE FIRE ENGINE'S BLUE LIGHT REFLECTS OFF THE DOOR.
NANNA
Thank you officer.
FIREMAN
Just make sure it doesn't happen again.
THE FIREMAN, CARRYING A LARGE CAKE TIN, WALKS AWAY.
NANNA SIGHS AS SHE CLOSES THE DOOR.
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INT. KITCHEN - AFTERNOON
JOHN AND THOMAS STARE AWKWARDLY AT THE FLOOR.
NANNA
You know that cake was for when the vicar's comes over. What've you got to say?
JOHN
Wasn't my fault...
John becomes distressed.
JOHN
I tripped...
THOMAS LOOKS AT JOHN.
THOMAS
(INTERRUPTING) Don't worry, leave this to me.
THOMAS PLACES HIS HAND ON JOHN'S SHOULDER.
THOMAS
He tripped.
THOMAS NODS AT JOHN.
THOMAS
Why did you give the vicar's cake to the fireman?
NANNA
To stop that hunky fireman charging ME for rescuing YOU.
THOMAS
Couldn't you have given him some bickies instead?
NANNA
There ain't any. You two haven't seen the packet I bought the other day?
THOMAS NOTICES AND EATS A BISCUIT PIECE ON HIS SHOULDER.
THOMAS
No Nanna.
NANNA
(TO JOHN) What about you?
JOHN
No Nanna.
NANNA
(TO THOMAS) Where did you say you saw those mice again?
THOMAS
(POINTING TO THE CORNER OF THE ROOM) There.
NANNA LOOKS.
NANNA
It's a wonder they can fit through their holes with the amount of biscuits and cake they put away.
NANNA PICKS UP HER PURSE.
NANNA
What's it with you two? Why can't you be more like those lovely Williams boys from across the road? They don't give their parents anything like the grief you give me.
THOMAS
But, they're only three weeks old.
NANNA
I don't time to make another cake before I pick up the vicar so I'm off to Eddie's. Whilst I'm gone, you two can do the dishes in the sink.
JOHN
(LOUDLY) Bags drying!
THOMAS
That's not fair. I always wash... you never wash... I want to dry... I never dry...
NANNA
(FIRMLY) John... you dry. Thomas... you wash.
THOMAS
But...
NANNA
Not buts! John... you dry. Thomas... you wash.
JOHN & THOMAS
(TOGETHER) Yes Nanna.
NANNA PICKS UP HER COAT.
NANNA
When I get back I want this place looking like a palace. If it's not...
NANNA SILENTLY POINTS AT JOHN, THEN AT THOMAS AND THEN BACK AT JOHN.
JOHN & THOMAS
(TOGETHER) Yes Nanna.
NANNA WALKS OUT OF THE ROOM.
THOMAS
(FIRMLY) Come on.
THOMAS WALKS TO THE TEA TOWEL CUPBOARD.
JOHN FILLS THE SINK WITH WATER, PICKS UP A BOTTLE OF WASHING UP LIQUID, TURNS IT UPSIDE DOWN AND SQUEEZES. THE LID FLIES OFF AND THE LIQUID POURS INTO THE WATER CAUSING A MASS OF BUBBLES.
JOHN
Oops!
THOMAS RETURNS WITH A TEA TOWEL, SLIPS ON SOME SPILT WASHING UP LIQUID, FALLS AND LANDS FACE-FIRST IN THE SINK.
THOMAS LIFTS HIS HEAD REVEALING A BUBBLES AFRO AND BEARD.
JOHN GRABS THE TEA TOWEL.
JOHN
I'll dry. You can...
JOHN WIPES BUBBLES FROM THOMAS' FACE.
JOHN
...wash.
THOMAS GLARES SILENTLY AT JOHN.
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INT. KITCHEN - AFTERNOON
THOMAS QUIETLY HUMS A TUNE AS HE WASHES A CUP AND PASSES IT TO JOHN.
THOMAS WASHES A PLATE.
JOHN JOINS IN HUMMING THE TUNE AS HE DRIES THE CUP AND PUTS IT ON THE SIDE.
THOMAS PASSES THE PLATE TO JOHN THEN WASHES THE CLEANED CUP FROM THE SIDE.
JOHN DRIES THE PLATE AND PUTS IT ON THE SIDE.
THOMAS PASSES THE CUP TO JOHN THEN WASHES THE CLEANED PLATE FROM THE SIDE.
JOHN DRIES THE CUP AND PUTS IT ON THE SIDE.
THOMAS SUDDENLY NOTICES WHAT'S HAPPENING.
THOMAS
(ANNOYED) Stop giving me back the dried dishes.
JOHN
I wasn't
THOMAS PICKS UP A MIXING BOWL WHICH SLIPS THOUGH HIS HANDS AND FALLS, SMASHING, ON HIS TOE.
THOMAS
(HOPPING) Arrgh!
JOHN
You're in for it now.
JOHN POINTS TO THE SMASHED BOWL.
JOHN
That was Nanna's favourite mixing bowl. It belonged to her Nan's Nan.
FEAR DESCENDS UPON THOMAS' FACE.
THOMAS
What are we going to do?
JOHN
What are we going to do? You dropped it!
THOMAS PACES.
THOMAS
Think, Thomas, think. (PAUSE) Great Idea, Thomas.
JOHN
What?
THOMAS
I'll invent a time machine then go on Dragon's Den for funding. I'll go back in time and break into Nanna's Nan's Nan house. It'll have to be at night through. I'll steal the bowl and post it to myself, just like in Back to the Future. In any second a mail man will knock on our door with a mysterious package.
JOHN AND THOMAS STARES EXPECTANTLY AT THE FRONT DOOR.
SILENCE.
JOHN
Or you could go the Help the Whale shop. They've got one in the window.
THOMAS
Or I could go the Help the Whale shop. They've got one in the window. What a brilliant idea. Thomas, you're a genius.
THOMAS TAKES OUT A SMALL PURSE FROM HIS POCKET AND COUNTS OUT SOME COINS.
THOMAS
John, here's some money. Nip down to the Help the Whale shop and get the mixing bowl they've got in the window.
JOHN
OK.
THOMAS FORCES A COUPLE OF COINS INTO JOHN'S HAND.
THOMAS
I'll stay here and tidy up this mess. After that I'll plan the switching of the bowls. (TO JOHN) Now, get going, Nanna will be back soon.
THOMAS PUSHES JOHN TOWARDS THE DOOR. PICKING UP JOHN'S COAT ON THE WAY, THOMAS OPENS THE FRONT DOOR, THROWS OUT THE COAT THEN JOHN AND SLAMS THE DOOR SHUT.
THOMAS WALKS TOWARDS THE KITCHEN.
JOHN
(SHOUTING THROUGH THE LETTERBOX) Want anything from the Eddie's whilst I am out?
THOMAS
Yeah, get me a cheese and onion pasty and a bag of crisps.
JOHN
Red or blue?
THOMAS
Blue. No, I tell you what, get both.
JOHN
Going to need some more money.
THOMAS
Hang on.
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INT. FRONT DOOR - AFTERNOON
THOMAS
Should be enough.
THOMAS PUSHES SOME COINS THROUGH THE LETTERBOX.
THOMAS
(THROUGH THE LETTERBOX) If there's any change, pick up a packet of those mint wafer bars.
SILENCE.
THOMAS
I said if there's any change, pick up a packet of mint wafer bars.
SILENCE.
THOMAS
John?
JOHN
(FROM BEHIND THOMAS) What?
THOMAS
I said if there's any change...
THOMAS JUMPS UP AND GLARES AT JOHN.
JOHN
What if there's any change?
THOMAS
How did you get there?
JOHN
Through the back door!
THOMAS OPENS THE DOOR AND SHOVES JOHN OUTSIDE.
THOMAS
(MIMICKING JOHN) Through the back door!
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INT. KITCHEN - AFTERNOON
THOMAS STANDS ADMIRING A TIDY KITCHEN.
THOMAS LOOKS AT HIS WATCH.
THOMAS
Where's John? He's been gone ages?
THE KITCHEN DOOR OPENS.
JOHN WALKS IN EATING AN ICE CREAM.
JOHN
Howdy.
JOHN WALKS PAST THOMAS AND TOWARDS THE LIVING ROOM.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOON
JOHN TURNS ON THE TELEVISION, KICKS OFF HIS SHOES AND JUMPS ON THE SOFA.
THOMAS ENTERS THE ROOM.
JOHN
Chuck us the remote.
ANNOYED, THOMAS FORCEFULLY THROWS THE REMOTE AT JOHN. IT MISSES, HITS THE SOFA, REBOUNDS AND HITS HIM ON THE NOSE. AT THE SAME TIME, THE TELEVISION CHANNEL CHANGES.
JOHN
Thanks.
THOMAS RUBS HIS NOSE.
THOMAS
And?
JOHN
What?
THOMAS
Where the bowl?
JOHN
The shop.
THOMAS
What's it doing there?
JOHN
They wouldn't sell them to me.
THOMAS
Why not?
JOHN
I didn't have any money.
THOMAS
But I gave you seven pounds, sixty three.
JOHN
I lost it... well, when I say lost it... I lost it.
THOMAS GLARES SILENTLY AT JOHN.
JOHN
Wasn't my fault.
THOMAS
What happened?
JOHN
Well, I was on the way to get the bowl when I bumped into Con Man Colin.
THOMAS
Come on, let's go. (SIGHING) How many times?
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EXT. BUS STATION - AFTERNOON
SURROUNDED BY A SMALL GROUP OF PEOPLE, CON MAN COLIN STANDS BEHIND A LITTLE TABLE.
CON MAN COLIN
(TO A PUNTER) Which one's the King?
PUNTER
(POINTING TO THE MIDDLE CARD) That one.
CON MAN COLIN REVEALS THE CARD AS AN ACE. HE PICKS UP A TEN POUND NOTE, FOLDS IT NEATLY AND PUTS IT IN HIS TOP POCKET.
CON MAN COLIN
Better luck next time.
CON MAN COLIN NOTICES JOHN AND THOMAS AND SMILES.
CON MAN COLIN
Afternoon ladies.
THOMAS
(FIRMLY) Give my brother back his money.
JOHN
(FROM BEHIND THOMAS) Yeah.
CON MAN COLIN
No.
THOMAS
(TO JOHN) See, that wasn't... (DOUBLE TAKE) (TO CON MAN COLIN) What!
CON MAN COLIN
No.
JOHN
I told you he wouldn't give it back.
THOMAS
Shut up and let me do the talking.
THOMAS SQUARES UP TO CON MAN COLIN WHO SNARLS.
THOMAS BACKS AWAY.
THOMAS
(TIMIDLY) Please.
JOHN
Yeah, he dropped Nanna's Nan's Nan's bowl and needs to get a replacement from the Help the Whale shop.
CON MAN COLIN
Nanna's Nan's Nan's bowl?
JOHN AND THOMAS NOD.
CON MAN COLIN
The Help the Whale shop?
JOHN AND THOMAS NOD.
CON MAN COLIN
I'll tell you what. My mum likes you two so if you find the King, I'll give you the money to get the bowl.
JOHN STEPS FORWARD. THOMAS PUTS HIS ARM OUT.
THOMAS
I'll do this.
CON MAN COLIN SHUFFLES THE CARDS AROUND THE TABLE.
CON MAN COLIN
Where's the King?
THOMAS
(POINTING TO THE RIGHT HAND CARD) There.
CON MAN COLIN
Are you sure?
THOMAS
Yep, I have eyes like a hawk. It's definitely that one.
CON MAN COLIN TURNS OVER THE RIGHT HAND CARD REVEALING AN ACE.
THOMAS
What! (ANNOYED) Give back the money.
CON MAN COLIN
No!
THOMAS SQUARES UP TO CON MAN COLIN WHO SNARLS.
THOMAS BACKS AWAY.
CON MAN COLIN
You can always have another go.
THOMAS
Great!
CON MAN COLIN
But... I've done my good deed for the day so if you want that go, then you're going have to pay.
THOMAS
But, I haven't got any money.
CON MAN COLIN
Not my problem.
THOMAS
(TO JOHN) You got any money?
JOHN GESTURES KNOWINGLY TOWARDS CON MAN COLIN.
THOMAS
We haven't any money.
CON MAN COLIN
What have you got?
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EXT. BUS STOP - AFTERNOON
CLOSE UP ON THOMAS' IRRITATED FACE.
ZOOM OUT REVEALING THOMAS NAKED EXCEPT FOR A VEST AND A LARGE PAIR OF PANTS.
THOMAS
Well, I suppose today can't get any worse.
A CAR DRIVES THOUGH A LARGE PUDDLE CAUSING THE DIRTY WATER TO SOAK THOMAS.
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EXT. BUS STOP - AFTERNOON
THOMAS STANDS WITH HIS ARMS CROSSED AND AN ENRAGED LOOK ON HIS FACE.
A BUS ARRIVES. JOHN AND THOMAS GET ON IT. THE DOOR CLOSES AND THE BUS DRIVES AWAY.
AFTER A SHORT DISTANCE, THE BUS STOPS. THE DOOR OPENS AND THOMAS FLIES OUT, LANDING ON THE FLOOR. THE DOOR CLOSES AND THE BUS DRIVES AWAY.
AFTER A SHORT DISTANCE THE BUS STOPS. THE DOOR OPENS AND JOHN FLIES OUT, LANDING ON THE FLOOR. THE DOOR CLOSES AND THE BUS DRIVES AWAY.
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EXT. ROAD - AFTERNOON
HEADS DOWN, JOHN AND THOMAS WALK ALONG THE ROAD.
JOHN SUDDENLY STOPS AND POINTS OUT OF SHOT.
A LOOK OF TERROR APPEARS ON THOMAS' FACE.
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EXT. OUTSIDE HOUSE - AFTERNOON
NANNA, THE VICAR AND THE VICAR'S WIFE GETS OUT OF A CAR AND WALK INTO THE HOUSE.
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EXT. ROAD - AFTERNOON
THOMAS
Nanna's back!
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EXT. BACK GARDEN - AFTERNOON
HIDING IN A LARGE BUSH, JOHN AND THOMAS STARE AT THE HOUSE
THOMAS
You clear on the plan?
JOHN
Think so.
THOMAS
Don't mess it up.
THOMAS SHOVES JOHN OUT OF THE BUSH.
JOHN WALKS TOWARDS THE HOUSE.
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INT. BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS - AFTERNOON
CARRYING A BALL OF CLOTHES, JOHN RUNS DOWN THE STAIRS AND ALMOST KNOCKS INTO NANNA AT THE BOTTOM.
NANNA
What have I told you about running down the stairs?
JOHN
Not to?
NANNA
Exactly!
NANNA SILENTLY POINTS AT JOHN.
NANNA
Is that Thomas' clothes?
JOHN NODS.
NANNA
You two playing tricks again?
JOHN
No Nanna.
NANNA
Well don't.
NANNA SILENTLY POINTS AT JOHN.
NANNA
Have you seen my Nan's Nan's bowl?
JOHN
No Nanna.
NANNA
Where's that gone?
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EXT. BACK GARDEN - AFTERNOON
CLOSE UP ON THOMAS' INFURIATED FACE.
THOMAS
Where did you get these?
JOHN
Under your bed.
ZOOM OUT REVEALING THOMAS DRESSED IN A PAIR OF THOMAS THE TANK PYJAMAS WHICH ARE FAR TOO SMALL.
THOMAS
How am I supposed to get past Nanna dressed in this?
JOHN SHRUGS.
THOMAS
Think, Thomas, think.
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EXT. BACK GARDEN - AFTERNOON
THOMAS PLACES A LADDER AGAINST THE HOUSE.
THOMAS
(FIRMLY) Hold the ladder while I climb though that window.
JOHN
Ooh-kay-doh-kay.
THOMAS
Don't mess it up.
THOMAS CLIMBS THE LADDER.
A WASP LANDS ON JOHN'S NOSE.
JOHN JUMPS BACK KNOCKING THE LADDER.
THOMAS FALLS, LANDING HALF IN THE OPEN WINDOW.
THE WINDOW FALLS TRAPPING THOMAS.
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INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - AFTERNOON
THE BATHROOM DOOR BURSTS OPEN.
THE VICAR'S WIFE, HER KNICKERS AROUND HER ANKLES, RUNS OUT SCREAMING.
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EXT. HOUSE DOORWAY - AFTERNOON
NANNA STANDS NEXT TO A FIREMAN. THE FIRE ENGINE'S BLUE LIGHT REFLECTS OFF THE WALL.
NANNA
Thank you officer.
THE FIREMAN, CARRYING A PILE OF THOMAS' BOOKS, WALKS AWAY.
NANNA SIGHS AS SHE CLOSES THE DOOR.
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