INT. NIGHTCLUB. NIGHT.
A GUY PUTS HIS ARM ROUND A GIRL AND SMILES AT HER. THEY WALK TOWARDS THE CLUB EXIT.
GUY: I’m just going to get my stuff from the cloakroom. I hope it has stopped raining outside.
GIRL: Yeah I know, I almost didn’t come out tonight because of the crap weather.
GUY: Well I’m glad you did.
THE GUY GIVES THE GIRL A KISS THEN WALKS OVER TO THE CLOAKROOM. A FRIEND COMES RUNNING UP TO THE GIRL AND TAPS HER.
FRIEND: Sooo?
GIRL: (LAUGHS) So what?
FRIEND: He is well cute.
GIRL: I know. I can’t believe I managed to pull him.
FRIEND: You always pull fit guys.
GIRL: No I don’t.
FRIEND: Yes you do. Anyway, is he a good kisser?
GIRL: Fantastic. His lips were so soft; I just wanted to kiss him all night. (CLOSES HER EYES)
FRIEND: It looked like you were from where I was standing.
GIRL: (GIGGLES) I hope he texts me.
FRIEND: He will, you could tell he was into you.
GIRL: Really?
FRIEND: Yep, a woman’s instinct. (SHE SMILES AT THE GIRL)
SUDDENLY THE GUY COMES TOWARDS THEM. HE IS WEARING ALL IN ONE YELLOW WATER PROOFS WITH THE HOOD UP, GOGGLES AND FLIPPERS. HE IS ALSO CARRYING A SNAZZY SURFBOARD. THE GIRL AND FRIEND LOOK SHOCKED.
GUY: Ready to go ladies? Thought I’d come prepared in case it is still a bit drizzly.
END
INT. SUPERMARKET. DAY.
A WOMAN GOES TO THE COUNTER CARRYING A PACK OF PINEAPPLE CHUNKS. AN OLD LADY IS SERVING.
OLD LADY: Hello.
WOMAN: Hello there. (SMILES AND HOLDS UP THE PINEAPPLE CHUNKS) I’ll have that pineapple chunk there please. (POINTS TO ONE OF THE CHUNKS)
OLD LADY: I’m sorry, we don’t sell them individually.
WOMAN: Why not? (LOOKS STARTLED)
OLD LADY: I don’t know, they are sold as a pack. Do you still want them?
WOMAN: I’m not sure really, it is a bit of a pain that you can’t just buy 1 chunk. You can see how supermarkets make their money can’t you?
OLD LADY: Yeah, I guess…so would you like to buy them?
WOMAN: How about I give you half the price of the box just for 1 chunk? Can’t beat an offer like that can you?
OLD LADY: I’m sorry but I can only sell them as they are.
WOMAN: But that is just daft, you would be making a profit from me. Plus it gives other people the choice of buying 1 chunk at a time with the packet being open.
OLD LADY: I don’t own this shop so I can’t make that decision, I’m very sorry.
WOMAN: Ok ok, I get the hint…I’ll pay full price for 1 chunk. (STARTS TO GET HER PURSE OUT)
OLD LADY: (SIGHS) I’ve told you already madam, I can’t sell the pineapples individually.
WOMAN: How about I throw in my boots as well. (PUTS HER PURSE AWAY THEN TAKES ONE OF HER BOOTS OFF AND PUTS IT ON THE COUNTER) As you can see it is quality genuine leather. Come on now, you know you want to do business with me.
OLD LADY: No. (SHAKES HER HEAD) I’m sorry but if you carry on like this I will have to call security.
WOMAN: Well that is a bit harsh, I’m not a fruitcake! (PUTS HER BOOT BACK ON) You win; I’ll withdraw all my generous offers. Out of interest do you sell anything else individually? An ear bud? A cornflake? A baked bean?
OLD LADY: No we don’t. (LOOKS ANNOYED)
WOMAN: I thought so. (SHAKES HER HEAD IN DISGUST) What has this world come to? Scan the chunks then, I’ll have them all.
THE OLD LADY SCANS THE PINEAPPLES AND HANDS THEM TO THE WOMAN. THE WOMAN PAYS THEN OPENS THE PACK UP, SHE GETS THE 1 CHUNK THAT SHE WANTED OUT AND PUTS IT INTO HER MOUTH. AFTER THAT SHE TURNS ROUNDS AND WALKS OUT. JUST BEFORE SHE GETS TO THE DOOR SHE KICKS THE REMAINING PINEAPPLE CHUNKS AT SOME SHELVES.
WOMAN: Missed out there didn’t you, bet you can’t kick like that with your boots. (LOOKS SMUG) Goodbye.
END
PS. Thanks for editing the format of my last sketch socknose, what did you mean by action instead of the brackets though? Cheers.