EXT: BANKS OF A RIVER. ANGLER FISHING WITH A KID HOVERING IN THE BACKGROUND. A STROLLER APROACHES AND PAUSES, WATCHING THE LACK OF ACTION:
STROLLER:
"Caught anything?"
ANGLER:
"Yeah, caught chicken pox when I was a kid."
STROLLER MOVES ON.
MOMENTS LATER ANOTHER STOLLER PAUSES:
"Had any luck?"
ANGLER:
"Yeah, won a tenner on the lottery last week."
STROLLER MOVES ON.
ANOTHER STROLLER ARRIVES AND PAUSES:
"Biting, are they'"
ANGLER:
"F**cking right they are. Bastard mozzies."
STROLLER MOVES ON.
ANOTHER STROLLER TURNS UP:
"You ledgering?"
ANGLER:
"Look like a bookkeeper, do I?"
STROLLER MOVES ON.
NEW STROLLER:
"Feeding the swim, are you?"
ANGLER:
"Nah, I'm fishing."
STROLLER MOVES ON.
NEXT STROLLER ARRIVES. ANGLER PULLS HIS LINE CLEAR OF THE WATER WITH
MAGGOTS WRIGGLING ON THE HOOK.
STROLLER:
"No luck, then?"
ANGLER:
"Watcha talkin' about. I just caught 4 maggots."
STROLLER MOVES ON.
THE KID APPROACHES:
ANGLER:
"Hiya, sonny, wanna hava go with my rod?"
KID:
"F**cking pervert."