Hey guys! This is the second extract from my Pilot episode for a (hopefully) soon-to-be-pitched TV show entitled 'JOBSEEKERS: Sex, Drugs & Claiming Dole'. It continues from my first extract, which can be found here - https://www.comedy.co.uk/forums/thread/23070/
Anyway, if you can spare 5 minuets please read it through and let me know what you think!
EDDIE SITS WITH HIS JOBSEEKERS ADVISOR, A KINDLY-LOOKING LADY NAMED CAROLINE.
CAROLINE
(Encouragingly) Go on then, hun, show us your job search.
EDDIE
Bit of a problem there, Miss.
CAROLINE
Not the old 'Dog-eats-jobsearch' story again?
EDDIE
Yeah, no - diarrhoea -
CAROLINE
You've got diarrhoea?
EDDIE
No, my dog has.
CAROLINE
What has that got to do with anything?
EDDIE
Well - he shit all over my jobsearch innit'.
CAROLINE
Could you not have written it down on paper?
EDDIE
I did! But then I used it to wipe the dogs arse.
CAROLINE SIGHS.
CAROLINE
Alright, I'll let you off this time -
EDDIE
Awww thanks Miss.
EDDIE STANDS UP. CAROLINE HANDS HIM A PIECE OF PAPER.
EDDIE
This for my dog?
CAROLINE
It's for you dear, make sure to wipe around your mouth.
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JAKE AND EDDIE WALK TOWARDS THE JOBCENTER DOORS. ON THE WAY PAST THE COUNTER, JAKE LOOKS AT THE GEORGE THE RECEPTIONIST. HE HAS AN ICE-PACK PRESSED TO HIS BRUISED BALD HEAD.
JAKE
Are you okay?
GEORGE SLAMS THE ICE-PACK ON THE COUNTER.
GEORGE THE RECEPTIONIST
F**k off!
JAKE
Alright!
(Short pause) Bit rude.
EXT: JOBCENTER - MORNING - COLD WEATHER
JAKE AND EDDIE WALK OUT THROUGH THE DOORS TOGETHOR. NAT IS SAT ON THE BENCH. SHE LOOKS UPSET.
EDDIE
(Whispering) Let's sneak past, while it's distracted.
JAKE THROWS EDDIE A 'DON'T-BE-NASTY' LOOK, THEN PULLS OUT A LIGHTER, HOLDING IT UP TO NAT.
JAKE
Light?
NAT SMILES (MORE LIKE A GRIMACE) THEN TAKES THE LIGHTER AND QUICKLY LIGHTS UP HER ROLL-UP.
NAT
'Bout time some f**ker 'elped out.
SHE PASSES THE LIGHTER BACK, THEN TAKES A LONG INHALE OF THE CIGARETTE.
NAT
Cheers guy.
JAKE
Have you got a spare ciggy?
NAT
Nah, guy.
JAKE AND EDDIE TURN TO WALK AWAY. NAT WATCHES.
NAT
I got dole-ups?
THE LADS TURN BACK TO FACE NAT. SHE'S HOLDING UP A PACKET OF GOLDEN VIRGINIA TOBACCO.
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JAKE, EDDIE AND NAT ARE SAT ON THE BENCH OUTSIDE THE JOB CENTER. JAKE AND EDDIE ARE MAKING ROLL-UPS.
JAKE
So she's telling me about all these jobs, right, and I haven't got the faintest interest in any.
EDDIE STOPS ROLLING HIS ROLL-UP.
EDDIE
Woah, woah, woah - you actually want a job?
JAKE
Erm, let me think - yes! Why else would I be on JobSeekers?
NAT & EDDIE
Benefits?
JAKE
Wow! One-Hundred and four pounds every two week? Take away rent, living expenses -
EDDIE
Porn website accounts -
JAKE
Porn webs - no! - the point is, by the end of the fortnight I'll have enough money to afford a CD. Probably Smash Hits. Volume 1. From a bargain bin. And that's if I cut back on cigs!
NAT WATCHES JAKE AND EDDIE MAKING THEIR ROLL-UPS.
NAT
Don't be takin' the piss wi' that 'backy, yeah?
EDDIE
Pass us an M.T.
NAT
What the f**ks an M.T?
EDDIE REACHES OVER AND GRABS TWO FILTER TIPS OUT OF THE BOX NEXT TO NAT. HE HOLDS ONE UP TO NAT'S FACE.
EDDIE
M.T - Mouse Tampon.
HE THEN PICKS UP HIS ROLL-UP AND INSERTS THE FILTER TIP, MAKING A POPPING SOUND. JAKE LAUGHS, NAT LOOKS DISGUSTED.
NAT
That's f**kin' rank!
EDDIE PASSES JAKE THE OTHER FILTER TIP.
JAKE
Thanks mate.
NAT WATCHES JAKE MAKE HIS ROLL-UP, HE SEEMS TO BE STRUGGLING, PUTTING WAY TOO MUCH TOBACCO IN.
NAT
Woah! You never made a f**kin' dole-up before?
EDDIE
Mate, that'll be like smokin' a bastard bin bag!
JAKE
Sorry, I usually smoke cigs -
NAT SNATCHES IT OFF HIM.
NAT
Pass it 'ere, I'll sort it.
IN A FLUID MOTION, NAT SWEEPS SOME TOBACCO OUT, ROLLS IT, LICKS IT AND HANDS IT BACK TO JAKE.
JAKE
Thanks! You can be quite nice -
NAT SMILES.
JAKE (CONT.)
- when you're not, you know;
Swearing -
HER SMILE FADES QUICKLY.
EDDIE
Threatening -
JAKE
Screaming -
EDDIE
Physically beating -
NAT
Right! I got it, yeah?
A MOMENT OF SILENCE PASSES.
NAT (CONT.)
Listen, might be avin' a piss up with a couple mates later on. You fancy it?
EDDIE
No thanks, don't like drinkin' at crack dens.
NAT
Wasn't talkin' to you, was I?
NAT LOOKS AT JAKE.
JAKE
Well - I dunno - I was thinking about starting my job search tonight.
NAT
Tell you what, yeah? Take ma' numba' down in case you change ya' mind.
JAKE PULLS OUT HIS PHONE. EDDIE WHISTLES. NAT SHOOTS HIM A DIRTY LOOK AS SHE TAKES JAKE'S PHONE AND QUICKLY WRITES HER NUMBER IN IT. SHE PASSES IT BACK TO HIM. JAKE READS HER NAME.
JAKE
Nat?
THE JOBCENTER DOOR OPENS. OUT STEPS NICK. HE LOOKS AT JAKE WITH HIS PHONE OUT, THEN TURNS TO NAT.
NICK
Is this f**kin' college-boy prick tryna' get your numba'?
NAT STANDS UP AND PUTS HER HAND ON NICK'S SHOULDER. EDDIE SEEMS TO SHRINKS INTO THE BENCH.
NAT
Nah babe, we was jus' chattin' yeah?
JAKE STANDS UP.
JAKE
I was - she was - I was just showing her my new phone -
NICK STEPS FORWARD.
NICK
Was ya'? That's nice - I see you talkin' to my girl again an' I'll show you a f**kin' fist. Little prick!
JAKE IS SPEECHLESS. NICK TAKES NAT'S HAND AND LEADS HER DOWN THE STREET. SHE LOOKS BACK AT JAKE WITH A SMALL SMILE.
EDDIE
Lovely couple.
JAKE
Yeah.
THE TOBACCO SLIDES OUT OF JAKE'S ROLL-UP AND HE'S LEFT WITH A HOLLOW TUBE.
JAKE
Damn.
EDDIE
If you've shit yourself, use this to wipe it.
EDDIE PASSES JAKE THE PIECE OF PAPER CAROLINE GAVE HIM.
If you read this, then thanks Feel free to add a comment. I'm particularly interested in whether it is funny, consistent, and if the legnth of some scenes may be too long/unneccessary.
Thanks Guys, hope you enjoyed reading