A second crack at writing a sitcom. I've totally changed the sit but kept a bit of the com. this is the first 10 pages.
SCENE ONE
ATMOSEN SCRATCHING ON PAPER
KARENVO) Dear diary - I can't actually find a pen so I'm not really sure how I'm writing this, but hey ho. It's week three of my plan to start up my own business and I've decided to get rid of all the potential business ideas which start with the same letter as the names of people I don't like, so it feels as if I've made some progress even if I haven't. Anyway, today I met up with Dan as he'd offered to drive me to the Franchise Business Opportunities Exhibition…
ATMOS ENDS
SCENE TWO
TONYMUTTERING TO HIMSELF ANGRILY) Stupid bloody woman with her stupid bloody ears. I hope someone stabs her to death in her sleep and…
F/XHOP DOOR OPENING
KAREN:Morning Tony. Two cappuccinos to take away please.
TONYCHEERY) Certainly madam. Chocolate sprinkles on top?
KAREN:Yes please!
TONYCHEERY) Very good.
ATMOS:COFFEE MACHINE NOISES
TONYUNDER HIS BREATH, ANGRILY) I'd rather sprinkle arsenic on it and set fire to your head you stupid, hateful…
KAREN:Lovely weather today. I wish I had some sunglasses.
TONYCHEERY) Why can't you wear sunglasses? The weird ears?
KAREN:What? No, I just left them at home.
TONYUNDER HIS BREATH, ANGRILY) I'd like to rip your arms off, stick them in your bizarre ears and….
KARENid you do anything nice at the weekend?
END ATMOS
TONYCHEERY) Yes, I met a lovely woman who seemed really beautiful, intelligent and funny. I'm hoping to see her again; we really hit it off. (BEAT) Here you are - two cappuccinos to go.
F/XHOP DOOR OPENING
DAN:Hi Karen.
KAREN:Hi Dan, I got you a coffee.
TONY:That'll be five pound twenty please.
KAREN:Thanks Tony. Good luck with your new lady friend!
TONYUNDER HIS BREATH, ANGRILY) At least her ears are normal, you mutant.
F/XHOP DOOR CLOSING
TONYBARELY ABLE TO CONTAIN HIS RAGE) I hate you so much!
SCENE THREE
ATMOS:CAR INTERIOR
DAN:I don't know why you go to that coffee place. The guy who runs it is a freak.
KAREN:He's always pleasant enough when I go in there. I think he fancies me a little bit. Maybe I could start up a coffee shop?
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAVFEMALE VOICE) In 50 yards, turn left.
DAN:As one of your oldest, dearest friends, I feel I should warn you that if you open a coffee shop, you will almost certainly end up dying alone and unloved in a gutter somewhere.
KAREN:That seems a bit harsh.
DAN:Not to anyone who's ever tasted your coffee! It's definitely the main reason I haven't married you yet.
KAREN:I've got no intention of becoming the next Mrs. Dan Slab thank you very much.
DAN:Well I've already been married once this year, so you're safe for the moment.
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAV:Turn left here. (BEAT) Continue for 0.3 miles.
DANpeaking of potential wives, how is the lovely Sue these days? Fine woman. She deserves a man who will look after her properly…
KARENomehow I don't think she's quite ready to become the fifteenth Mrs. Dan Slab either!
DANne of my ex-wives was like that. She was so unsure about being my fifth wife that, by the time I charmed her into it, she was actually the seventh. (BEAT) Tragic what happened to her, really. They never did find that crocodile.
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAVpeed camera.
KAREN:They're really cool these satnav things. What does this button do?
F/X:BEEP
DAN:Hey!
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAVMALE STANLEY UNWIN VOICE) Contibold for two-lopper milode then up-fallopoty turny righto.
DAN:How on Earth did you get it to do that with one button? That voice isn't even programmed into it!
KAREN:I don't know. I just pressed this button here.
F/X:BEEP
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAVFEMALE VOICE) At the third stroke, the time will be ten-fifteen and forty seconds. Beep beep beep.
KAREN:Maybe if I try one of these other buttons?
DAN:I'm not sure that's a good…
F/X:BEEP
F/XOP, FIZZ
F/XATNAV PING
SATNAV:We apologolologolologolise for any inconvenience. Blarp.
F/X:HISS OF STATIC, CUTTING OFF
KARENops.
DAN:How do you do things like that? Never mind, we're here now. (BEAT) Umm…
ATMOS ENDS WITH CAR PULLING TO A STOP
DAN:Are you sure this is the right place? Isn't 'Erotique' a bit of an odd name for a franchise opportunities exhibition?
KAREN:I suppose. But this is definitely the right venue. Come on, let's go in, there's probably a perfectly logical reason for the odd name.
SCENE FOUR
ATMOS:INSIDE EXHIBITION CENTRE
F/X:MOBILE PHONE RINGING, BEING ANSWERED
KAREN:Hello?
F/X:CARTOON PHONE BABBLING
KAREN:I'm not sure I understand.
F/X:CARTOON PHONE BABBLING
(D) - Distorted, on the other end of the phone.
KAREN:Could you just speak normally?
ANNAD) Sorry Karen, got a bit of a sore throat. This is Anna. I'm just phoning to find out why you haven't turned up for work? We haven't seen you for three weeks.
KAREN:Anna, I don't work there any more.
ANNA:You could at least have done us the courtesy of letting us know!
KAREN:I gave you a letter of resignation. I also faxed it to you. And emailed it. I even hired that singing telegram to remind you on my last day. You remember?
ANNAD) Umm…
KAREN:The telegram was dressed as a policeman and you thought it was about that speeding ticket? You panicked when you saw him and decided to go on the run? You set fire to your filing cabinet and jumped out of the window and we only stopped you because you forgot which car was yours to escape in?
ANNAD) It's ringing vague bells. I'll just take your word for it. So you'll be in this afternoon? You're the only one who knows how to work the phone.
KAREN:You've just phoned me on it.
ANNAD) Yes and that took me three weeks to work out.
KAREN:What happened to that new receptionist I hired before I left?
ANNAD) What new recept… ah. You mean this woman sitting here with her head in her hands? I wondered who she was.
KAREN:I think you'd better speak to her instead.
ANNAD) Sorry, who is this? I think you might have a wrong number.
KAREN:Bye Anna.
F/X:MOBILE PHONE BLEEP
KARENorry about that Dan.
DAN:I still don't think this looks like a business expo.
KARENh, I don't know. If you ignore the fact that half the people here are dressed in rubber and assume that there's some sort of allegorical reason for the semi-naked bondage dwarves on stilts and…and… (BEAT) I've got the dates wrong, haven't I?
DANLAUGHING) Oh well. We might as well look round now we're here. You never know, you might find a good business idea anyway. There's always the 'oldest profession'.
KARENan! I can't believe you're suggesting I become a prostitute - you know I hate doing night-shifts!
DAN:My third wife would have loved this exhibition. She was a French maid strippagram. As if being a bit too enthusiastic about sleeping with drunken stag parties wasn't bad enough, the house was always a mess because she never did learn how to use that feather duster properly.
KAREN:I'm not sure I'd fancy being a strippagram either but there might be some other good ideas round here, look. (BEAT) I could become a masseuse…a lingerie model…
DAN:A gimp…
KAREN:Come on. Let's look over here. If you keep making suggestions like that, I may just get one of these to use on you.
F/X:WHIP CRACK
MAN#1:Careful love, there's a bit of a knack to using…
F/X:WHIP CRACK
DAN:Hey!
KARENLAUGHS)
F/X:WHIP CRACK
DAN:Aaargh! My eye!
KARENh no! Dan! I'm sorry. Is there a first aider here?
MAN#1:Keep an eye on my stall and I'll take him to the first aid station.
KAREN:But I don't know how to run a stall!
MAN#1:Just tell people I'll be back in a few minutes and don't touch anything.
KAREN:But… (PAUSE) Well I suppose 'sex shop owner' is a possibility so I should make the most of this opportunity to see if I like it.
MAN#2:Excuse me, what's this?
KAREN:It's not actually my stall… (BEAT) I mean, let me have a look. Ah, this is your top quality chocolate body spread.
MAN#2:Is it suitable for diabetics?
KAREN:To smear all over a diabetic or for the diabetic to lick off?
MAN#2:I don't know, I was asking just in case. Does it really taste of chocolate?
KAREN:I suppose we could try, if I take the lid off (GRUNT, STRAIN).
F/XOP! SPLURGE!
KARENh great. It's all over me now. (BEAT) But it does taste of real chocolate. It's very nice actually. Want to try some?
MAN#2:Erm…no. You don't really seem the sort of person I like to lick. I'll give it a miss.
KAREN:You're not even going to buy some? Come back! (SIGH) What am I going to do now with chocolate all over me? It's all over the floor too. I'd better clean it up before someone…Whoops!
F/X:KAREN CRASHING INTO DISPLAY STAND
MAN#1:I told you not to touch anything on my stall! Why are you covered in chocolate? You do realise you're supposed to take your clothes off before putting body spread on?
ATMOS ENDS
SCENE FIVE
ATMOSEN SCRATCHING ON PAPER
KARENVO) Well diary - you can imagine the mess I was in. Fortunately the stall owner calmed down after I tidied everything up, paid for the damage and bought a French maid outfit to change into. The expo didn't really have a first aid station, it was more a bunch of people who liked sexy nurse uniforms and tying each other up with bandages. They found Dan some sort of bondage eye-patch though - so we made rather an odd-looking pair when we arrived at the pub to meet Sue…
ATMOS ENDS