EXT. A BENCH - DAY
A man, JOE sits on a bench. A second man, HARRY walks up and sits next to him.
Harry starts to prod Joe on the shoulder.
JOE
What are you doing? Pack it in.
HARRY
You can't stop me doing that. I'm bad.
Harry makes a weird, high pitched noise.
HARRY (CONT'D)
Waaaaaaaaaaaah! That's a bad noise, isn't it?
Harry continues to prod Joe.
JOE
Stop that.
HARRY
Waaaaaaaaaaaah! I make that noise because I'm bad. You can't stop me, I've got a note.
Harry fishes a note out of his pocket, and wafts it about.
HARRY (CONT'D)
It's from my doctor. It says I'm bad and I'm allowed to be bad and if you try to stop me being bad or inhibit my badness in any way I'll pop or something, you know, blow up. Properly explode. Boom! Waaaaaaaaaaah! Give me some money.
JOE
I'm not giving you any money.
Harry prods Joe again.
HARRY
Give me money. Give me money. Give me money. Waaaaaaaaaaaah! You've got to give me money because I'm bad. I've got pills.
JOE
What?
HARRY
I've got pills to stop me being bad. I don't take them though. I don't have to, you can't make me. Because I'm bad. Waaaaaaaaaaah!
JOE
These pills. Are they small and red and taste of tinfoil?
HARRY
Yeah. How do you know?
Joe punches Harry, who slumps unconscious.
JOE
I forgot to take mine this morning. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Joe continues to punch the prone Harry.
END.
