Essentially this happened in our house last night. Apart from the last bit, that I made up.
CHRISTMAS PARTY – THE OTHER SIDE.
INT. BEDROOM. - NIGHT.
STEVE ENTERS CARRYING A GLASS OF WATER. HE PASSES IT TO HELEN WHO’S IN BED.
HELEN.
Thanks darling.
STEVE
No problem.
HELEN
Did you trip over a huge pair of shoes?
STEVE
I didn’t. And all the lights are still on….. And his bedroom door’s open.
STEVE GETS INTO BED.
HELEN
Not home?
STEVE
Not home. What time is it?
HELEN
Half one.
STEVE
Well, it’s nearly Christmas.
HELEN
He’s 16. It’s a school night….And he said he’d be back at eleven.
STEVE
He’ll be fine. Go back to sleep.
HELEN
I’m worried.
STEVE
It’s a school party. Honestly, he’ll be fine.
HELEN
What time do these places close?
STEVE
Where was he going?
HELEN
The Dappled Nag?
STEVE SNUGGLES DOWN UNDER THE DUVET.
STEVE
The Grapple and Shag we used to call that. God, I remember this one time….
A PAUSE.
STEVE SITS BOLT UPRIGHT.
STEVE
(frantic)
Pass me the phone.