INT. A CHURCH HALL - DAY
A GROUP OF PEOPLE SIT AROUND IN A SEMICIRCLE. BEV, FEMALE EARLY FIFTIES, ADDRESSES THE GROUP.
BEV:
Welcome all. Remember there is nobody in this group judging anyone. We have with us this week a new visitor, Tony. Tony what would you like to share with the group?
C/U ON TONY. HE TOO IS IN HIS FIFTIES. HIS HAIR IS GREY AND IS TIED BACK IN A PONY-TAIL. HE LOOKS NERVOUS AND VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. HE STANDS UP SLOWLY AND ADDRESSES THE GROUP.
TONY:
Hi everybody. My name is Tony and I am...
HE TAILS OFF AND STARTS TO SIT DOWN.
BEV:
Remember what I said Tony. Nobody here in the group is judging you. Please feel free to share whatever you'd like with us. Courage Tony, we'll support you.
TONY FIDDLES WITH HIS HANDS. GOES TO STAND UP AGAIN BUT THEN MAKES AS IF TO SIT DOWN. HE LOOKS SHEEPISH.
BEV:
Tony trust me. There's nothing you can say that will shock us here. We will support you whatever. Please won't you share your burden with us?
TONY:
Ermmm...My name is Tony and I am...a Prog Rock fan. Please forgive me but last week I bought Tales From Topographic Oceans by Yes on CD. I didn't mean to but I was in HMV and suddenly...
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE:
Oh for f**k's sake! Right that's it, there are limits. I'm off!
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