A quick ghost sketch. Any thoughts always welcome. 
INT. A HALLWAY. CLOSE UP OF A FRONT DOOR. THE DOOR BURSTS OPEN AND A TEAM OF MEN DRESSED IN SWAT GEAR STORM INTO THE HOUSE. THEY CHARGE INTO THE LOUNGE.
A GHOST IS SAT ON A SOFA WATCHING TELEVISION.
SWAT 1: (Shouting)
Exorcist squad. Freeze.
HE JUMPS TO MAKE AN ESCAPE BUT BUNDLED TO THE FLOOR
BY TWO SWAT MEMBERS.
SWAT 2: (Shouting)
Stay down. Stay down.
GHOST:
No ghosts round here. You're wasting your time mate,
I ain't done nuffin.
SWAT 1: (WAVING A BIBLE IN THE FACE OF THE GHOST) ( shouting )
You want some of this? You want some of this?
HE IS HANDCUFFED AND SAT ON THE SOFA WHILE THE TEAM BEGIN TO SEARCH THE ROOM.
SWAT CHIEF:
Let's see what turns up shall we?
SWAT 2:
Guv? You might want to take a look at this.
HE PULLS SOME WHITE SHEETS WITH EYE HOLES AND ALSO SOME CHAINS FROM A CUPBOARD.
SWAT CHIEF:
Well well well. Had an Iron monger round for a sleep over?
THE GHOST SHRUGS
THE SWAT CHIEF NOTICES A GOOEY SUBSTANCE ON A TABLE.
SWAT CHIEF:
And what's this?
HE COLLECTS A SMALL AMOUNT OF IT ON HIS FINGER TIPS AND RUBS IT ON HIS TEETH.
SWAT CHIEF:
Ectoplasm. Pure. Now where would an ordinary guy like you
get neat ectoplasm?
GHOST:
Don't know what you're talking about mate that's gravy.
SWAT CHIEF:
Well "Ah Bisto", 'cause I've got everything I need to put
you away for a long time.
GHOST:
For a couple of sheets? Bollocks.
THE SWAT CHIEF DRAGS HIM OFF THE SOFA AND PUSHES HIM TOWARDS THE DOOR.
SWAT CHIEF:
Take him in boys. Set up the altar and get me the sharpened crucifix.
me and mr bump in the night here are going to have a little chat.
THEY TAKE HIM AWAY.
END.
