One of many Idea's I'm developing with a few others, its a bit lengthy for a skecth but hopefully you will like it?
SCENE 1. INT, KITCHEN - MORNING
jonny and Trudy are sat in the kitchen at opposite ends of a small table, both are in their mid 30's, the man wears a suit and reads a broadsheet, the woman wears a dressing gown is eating toast.
jonny
darling, where on earth is Timmy, he should be out of bed by now
trudy
i'm not sure, more coffee?
jonny
sorry? oh no thank you, I still have half a cup here
the wife smiles and bites into her toast. Timmy walks in wearing his pj's clutching a piece of paper, Timmy who is grinning from ear to ear hands the piece of paper to jonny.
jonny (fained excitement)
wowww gosh Timmy, whats this
timmy
i drued a picture, look daddy
jonny
quickly darling, come here and have a look at this
Trudy hurriedly comes round to inspect the drawing
trudy
oh Timmy aren't you a clever boy, is this me, and who's this
timmy
thats daddy
jonny
and who's this little handsome chap here
timmy
thats me silly, and and and this is Simon
trudy
who's Simon sweetie pie?
timmy
he he, simon is a doggy
trudy
we don't have a...
jonny shakes his head and interrupts Trudy
jonny
well I think this is a smashing picture, well done Timmy
Trudy smiles at timmy and ruffles his hair.
trudy
right, I suppose I had better get changed, that shopping won't do its self
jonny
ha ha, I'm afraid my credit card won't pay itself either
Both chuckle for far to long..Trudy leaves the room.
jonny's mood changes and ushers timmy to the table
jonny
right, a couple of things ive picked up on here
timmy
huh
jonny
well if you think this utter abomination is going to make it onto the fridge door then you have another thing coming.
TIMMY
what do you...
JONNY
i mean really Timmy, apart from that fact that you have named a f**king dog Simon! it doesn't resemble a dog at all, it rather looks more like a dogs SHIT that has sprouted twigs!
timmy begins to sniff and sob
jonny
And I really hope Timmy that your not going to honestly tell me that this distorted mess here is your mother...
Jonny looks at Timmy inquisitively
jonny
well....... answer me you little f**kwitt....do you want to upset your mother is that it, you ungrateful little shyster.
timmy
i'm sorry
jonny
hmm, hmm,hmmmmm are you Timmy, are you indeed!
Timmy is now crying
jonny
Now I'm assuming and YES Timmy one should never assume but you seriously can not expect me to believe that this is a depiction of me......Well frankly Timmy I'm appalled and disgusted, this is without a doubt the worst illustration I have ever seen, its practically vaginal discharge on paper, are you f**king retarded or something?
TIMMY
N, No Daddy
jonny
NO no no, this is all wrong! My advise would be to go back to square one,....re think this whole thing and produce something that doesn't look like a extremely nervous man with severe parkinsons desase has gone a bit potty with a Kalashnikov in a crowded nursery
johnny with a angry face, beady eyes stabs his finger at the paper and up towards Timmy room before cracking Timmy round the head.
jonny
Your still here Timmy.
Timmy now hysterical runs out of the room, a couple of second later a casually dressed Trudy walks in and sits down.
trudy
what on earth is wrong with Timmy, he seems terribly upset about something?
jonny
oh bless him, I think we may have a little Michelangelo on our hands, he was getting himself upset because he wanted to make it better, he's gone to draw us another.
jonny pics the paper up, trudy takes a bite of toast and smiles lovingly at jonny.
fade to black.
