TIM AND DAN ARE ON THE BUS. THEY ARE TALKING TO EACH OTHER.
Dan: So I said to her, Ellie, you better do this for me, or you can bloody well find somewhere else to live.
Tim: Don't you think that's a bit harsh Dan? I mean at the end of the day, she is only 7.
Dan: No! You have to be strict Tim. Otherwise, that little girl you once knew and loved, is married to a gypsy and expecting her third child at the age of 15.
Tim: (CONFUSED LOOK) Oh right... anyway, did she do it?
Dan: Of course she did. And abara cadabara, she's cured.
Tim: Really?
Dan: Yeah, I told her "If you don't face your fears you'll never be able to have a bleeding life!" And it was getting ridiculous you know, she wasn't sleeping.
Tim: Is that right is it Dan?
Dan: Oh yeah. Every night it would be the same, "Don't let the spiders get me!"
Bloody pathetic it was!
Tim: Well, she is only a kid Dan, you do have to be more... considerate.
Dan: Not anymore I don't.
Tim: What do you mean?
Dan: It must have been about 3 am, right?
Tim: Yeah.
Dan: And I sneaked into her room with a bucket full of spiders. Poured them all over her didn't I?
Tim: Oh (BEAT) my (BEAT) god! Is she alright?!
Dan: Alright? She's better than ever! She hasn't complained once in the last couple of days! She'll thank me one day.
Tim: You reckon do you?
Dan: Definitely. And you know what, all this 'fear curing' has made me wonder what other fears I could cure.
Tim: Really?
Dan: Oh yeah. Tim, tell me, what fear have most people on this bus got?
Tim: Spiders. Jesus Christ! Don't tell me you've got a bucket full of spiders?
Dan: No, it's not spiders.
Tim: What is it then? Snakes? It's bleeding snakes isn't it?
Dan: No. Terrorism.
Tim: Oh well I suppose your right yeah...
Dan: (STANDS UP) I've got a f**king bomb!
ALL THE PASSENGERS START SCREAMING AND RUNNING.
Tim: What the bloody hell are you doing?
Dan: Providing a service. (SMILES)