I can't work out if this is any good. I quite like the middle but the ending I'm not sure about. Opinions tolerated, nay encouraged!
INT. OFFICE - DAY
SAT ACROSS A DESK FROM JIM IS A FEMALE DOCTOR.
DOCTOR:
So, you remember crashing the car? Good, that's good. What about everything else - how's the rest of your memory?
JIM:
It's fine as far as I can tell. I even remember stuff I'd rather not remember!
DOCTOR:
Is that right? Like what?
JIM:
Oh, I don't know, just stuff...
DOCTOR:
Like Whigfield?
JIM:
Who's that?
DOCTOR:
You know? (SINGING) "Saturday night I feel the air is getting hot... like you baby"
JIM:
Ugh, yeah I do remember that now.
DOCTOR:
And it had a whole dance that went with it, like this...
SHE DEMONSTRATES, STILL SINGING...
DOCTOR (CONT):
"I'll make you mine you know I'll take you to the top... I'll drive you crazy..."
JIM:
Please, I don't need to remember everything.
DOCTOR:
It's important for your recovery that you explore these areas.
JIM:
Okay but can you at least ease me into it gently next...
DOCTOR:
(INTERRUPTING BY SINGING AT SOME VOLUME) "Go Compare! Go Compare! When in doubt, check them out, Go Compare!"
JIM:
Damn it, I'd forgotten all about that annoying advert!
DOCTOR:
And who knows the damage you were doing yourself by suppressing that memory? (BEAT) Are you okay, you don't look well? Is it nicotine withdrawal?
JIM:
No I don't... oh shit, yeah, I do smoke! That had completely gone out of my head, now I'm going to have to quit all over again!
DOCTOR:
What a shame.
JIM:
I don't suppose you have a cigarette, do you?
DOCTOR:
No.
JIM:
Right, no cigarettes in a doctor's office.
DOCTOR:
This isn't a doctor's office.
WE PULL BACK TO REVEAL THAT IT'S ACTUALLY A REGULAR DOMESTIC STUDY.
JIM:
Wait... then you're not a doctor?
DOCTOR:
I'm your wife, you idiot - and next time you want to write off my car at least ask to borrow it first!
END SKETCH