INT. - INDIAN RESTAURANT - EVENING
BAZ, KEV and TERRY (thirties) are approaching the end of a main course after a heavy night out. BAZ looks worse for wear and is toying with the food on his plate, but KEV and TERRY are still tucking in wholeheartedly. BAZ has barely sipped from his pint of beer while KEV and TERRY are racing to finish theirs.
KEV
Come on Baz lad, neck it you great wuss!
BAZ picks up his beer and manages another pathetic sip. KEV and TERRY look to each other and join in:
KEV and TERRY
Beer wuss! Beer wuss!
KEV and TERRY down their remaining beer in unison and let out self-safisfied belches. The WAITER approaches.
WAITER
Would you like another?
KEV and TERRY look to BAZ. BAZ lets out a feeble groan.
TERRY
Yes please.
KEV nods agreement. The WAITER departs. KEV and TERRY eye BAZ with pity. Pause. Two BOUNCERS appear. They lift a startled BAZ out of his seat and chuck him out of the restaurant. The WAITER returns with MICK, another guy in his thirties, and helps him into BAZ's seat. MICK downs BAZ's beer in one, and belches triupmhantly at the end.
MICK
More beer fellas?
KEV and TERRY roar with approval and they all clink their glasses. The WAITER walks off with a smile.
END