This started out as a revised version of my weapons sketch but turned into something else. Not sure what though.
INT. AUCTION ROOM. DAY.
THE AUCTIONEER IS ADDRESSING THE BIDDERS.
AUCTIONEER:
This is lot number 23. A lovely, fresh twenty first century chicken breast. Now then.
Let's start the bidding at Korma. Anyone? Korma?
BIDDER 1 NODS
AUCTIONEER:
Ok, Korma, I have Korma. Anyone? Anyone?
BIDDER 2 GESTURES.
AUCTIONEER:
Tikka Mussala to the gentleman in the front row. Come on we can do better than that. Just look at this succulent cut of poultry.
BIDDER ON PHONE:
Dupiaza.
AUCTIONEER:
That's more like it. Dupiaza! Can I get a Rogan? Anyone? Rogan Josh, come on.
BIDDER 1 NODS
AUCTIONEER:
Rogan to the man in the hat. Any more for any more? Surely someone can manage Jalfrayzi?
BIDDER 2 GESTURES.
AUCTIONEER:
Super. Jalfrayzi, Jalfrayzi, Jalfrayzi,
BIDDER ON PHONE:
Madras.
AUCTIONEER:
Madras to the gentleman on the phone.
BIDDER 1 NODS
AUCTIONEER:
Nagarai there, back with the gentleman in the hat.
BIDDER ON PHONE:
Vindaloo.
AUCTIONEER:
Vindaloo. Anyone care to top that? Vindaloo? Going once, going twice,
AUCTIONEER BANGS HIS HAMMER
AUCTIONEER: (CONT'D)
Gone to the man on the phone at Vindaloo.
MAN ON PHONE:
Will it be free if it's not delivered in fortyfive minutes?
END.