INT. AMAZON JUNGLE - LUNCH TIME
Mike hacks his way through the canopies, until he reaches a small clearing.
He records his progress and thoughts into a diary.
We can hear his thoughts.
MIKE [V.O]:
Deary Diary. Hello. I now appear to be deep into the depths of the Amazon. My compass stopped working, actually I don't think it's very useful at all.
Mike holds up a Technical Compass and throws it behind his shoulder.
MIKE [V.O]:
It's been 6 days now... since I found out... I've been going in the wrong direction... in the wrong jungle. But never mind, it's been an adventure. Vomiting and diarrhea aside. And the witches curse. And the rescue helicopter's crash but apart from all that, it's been lovely.
A noise rustles behind Mike.
MIKE [V.O]:
Arghh!!
MIKE:
I mean, arghhh!
GEORGE:
Mike?
Mike spins 'round.
MIKE:
George, is that really you?
GEORGE:
Yeah, where you been Mike?
MIKE:
I have many tales to tell. But please, get me out of this hell hole.
GEORGE:
Don't let the gaffer hear you say that.
Mike steps out of the garden department of a B&Q.
MIKE:
God, these shops are pop up everywhere.
End.