This is a sitcom that me and my writing partner Daniel Ryder are making called 'PortAir'. These are the first two scenes from the first episode so it is our weakest material but nevertheless we would like some opinions. It is set in an airport with Terry and Jeff as the main characters. They are friends and members of check-in staff and Jeff has just moved in getting a job at the airport. Terry tries to act as the masculine guy and Jeff is a shy, hardworking man.
SCENE 1. INT. TERRY AND JEFF’S FLAT – DAY 1
SCENE STARTS FROM INSIDE THE FLAT LOOKING TOWARDS THE FRONT DOOR. TERRY WALKS IN FROM WORK LOOKING SCRUFFY AND TIRED AND PLACES HIS KEYS ON THE SIDE TABLE WHILE SLAMMING THE DOOR BEHIND HIM. HE WALKS INTO THE KITCHEN, OPENS THE FRIDGE AND GETS A BEER. HE THEN TURNS AROUND AND SEES JEFF SURPRISINGLY. TERRY DROPS HIS BEER IN SHOCK AND JEFF QUICKLY CATCHES IT.
TERRY:
(SNATCHING THE BEER FROM JEFF) BLOODY HELL!!! Who do you think you are, the Spanish Inquisition!?
JEFF:
I thought you knew I was here?
TERRY:
(HEAVILY BREATHING) Apparently not!
TERRY WALKS OVER TO THE TV AND SWITCHES IT ON. JEFF FOLLOWS. TERRY THEN SLUMPS DOWN ON THE SOFA AND IS NOW FLICKING THROUGH THE CHANNELS.
TERRY:
Crap, crap, crap. (‘CHANGING ROOMS’ COMES ON) Bugger off you… (STRUGGLING FOR AN INSULT) bugger! (TURNS ON ‘MATCH OF THE DAY’ HIGHLIGHTS)
JEFF:
(ATTEMPTING TO MAKE CONVERSATION) Isn’t there a match on tomorrow?
TERRY RESPONDS WITH A DEEP SIGH AND TURNS UP THE VOLUME ON THE TV.
JEFF:
Are you listening to me?
TERRY:
(STARING AT THE TV SCREEN) Just over there but we’re out of bog roll.
JEFF:
(LOUDLY EXHALES AND ROLLS EYES) I think I’ll go to bed.
TERRY:
It’s behind the cheese.
JEFF SIGHS AND GOES INTO THE BATHROOM.
CUT TO TERRY DRINKING AND WATCHING THE TV. HE SUDDENLY TURNS HIS HEAD IN SEVERAL DIRECTIONS AND THEN SCRATCHES HIS BEHIND. HE GIVES A SIGH OF PLEASURE. JEFF RE-ENTERS.
JEFF:
Terry, where’s the toothpaste?
TERRY:
In the dishwasher.
JEFF:
(STARTING TO RAISE VOICE) Terry, will you just listen to me. Where’s the toothpaste?
TERRY:
(ALSO RAISING VOICE) Are you deaf? I said it’s in the dishwasher.
JEFF:
…Right…I’ll leave it ‘til the morning then.
JEFF GOES TO HIS BEDROOM. TERRY LIES ON THE SOFA AND MAKES HIMSELF COMFORTABLE AND DRIFTS OFF TO SLEEP.
THE CAMERA ZOOM’S TO THE CLOCK ON THE WALL. THE TIME IS 11.04PM. FADE OUT AND BACK IN WHERE THE CLOCK NOW DISPLAYS 7.04AM.
CAMERA ZOOMS OUT AND WE SEE TERRY ASLEEP ON THE SOFA. HE IS LYING FACE DOWN AND IS DROOLING. HE IS IN YESTERDAYS STAINED AND CREASED CLOTHES. HE IS SWEATING, UNSHAVEN, WITH SCRUFFY HAIR, AND CANS OF BEER AND CRISP PACKETS ARE SCATTERED AROUND HIM.
JEFF RUNS INTO THE LIVING ROOM IN A HURRY, DRESSED IN A NEW CRISP, IRONED UNIFORM AND LOOKS VERY SMART. HE RUNS STRAIGHT TO THE KITCHEN, OPENS THE FRIDGE, QUICKLY SWIGS A FEW MOUTHFULS OF MILK AND GRABS A BREAKFAST BAR FROM THE CUPBOARD. HE THEN IMMEDIATELY RUNS ACROSS THE FLAT, SEES TERRY STILL ASLEEP, REACHES THE DOOR, OPENS IT, GOES OUT AND CLOSES IT BEHIND HIM. NOTHING HAPPENS FOR A FEW SECONDS.
JEFF THEN RE-ENTERS THE FLAT REALISING THAT TERRY IS STILL ASLEEP.
JEFF:
(SHOUTING QUICKLY) WAKE UP TERRY!!! WE’VE GOT WORK IN HALF AN HOUR!
TERRY:
(WAKING UP LOOKING EVEN WORSE THAN YESTERDAY) Oh, alright.
TERRY LEAPS OFF THE SOFA AND WALKS STRAIGHT OUT OF THE FLAT. JEFF IS ASTOUNDED BY WHAT HAS HAPPENED. HE QUICKLY REGAINS HIMSELF AND RUNS OUT OF THE FLAT TO CATCH UP TO TERRY.
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SCENE 2. INT./INT. AIRPORT TERMINAL / AIRPORT BAR – DAY 1
TERRY AND JEFF WALK INTO THE AIRPORT THROUGH THE MAIN DOORS MAKING THEIR WAY ACROSS THE TERMINAL TOWARDS THE CHECK-IN DESKS.
TERRY:
I suppose you’ll want a grand tour then?
JEFF:
Yeah that’ll be gre…
TERRY:
(INTERRUPTS) Tough! Anyway here’s your workplace. (POINTS TO SOMETHING OUT OF SHOT) See you.
TERRY WALKS OFF AND JEFF QUICKLY FOLLOWS.
JEFF:
Wait there Terry, you can’t just leave me! I don’t know what to do!?
TERRY:
Just pretend and you’ll be alright.
TERRY WALKS INTO THE BAR AND JEFF IS CLOSE BY.
JEFF:
I thought you were working in the same place as me?
TERRY:
Yeah but I’ve got something to do first.
TERRY AND JEFF STOP AT THE COUNTER. NIGEL THE BARMAN JUMPS INTO THE SHOT AND SURPRISES THEM.
NIGEL:
Alright Tezza? (LOOKS AT JEFF) Who’s this guy then?
TERRY:
Who…oh him, that’s Jeff.
NIGEL:
Ah, the new lad! (LOOKS AT JEFF AGAIN) You putting a bet on then?
JEFF:
A bet? What bet?
TERRY:
Leave him Nige. I don’t think he’s the gambling type.
NIGEL GOES UNDER THE BAR AND REAPPEARS WITH A SMALL BLACKBOARD WITH BETTING ODDS FOR THE UPCOMING EUROPEAN CUP FOOTBALL MATCH THAT READS – “ENGLAND AT 5-1” AND “FOREIGN TEAM AT 20-1”.
NIGEL:
(LAS VEGAS STYLE) Place your bets gentlemen.
JEFF:
Ah, this is for the match later today.
TERRY:
(GETTING MONEY OUT OF HIS POCKET AND SLAMMING IN ON THE COUNTER) Two hundred quid on the foreign team!
JEFF:
(TURNING TO TERRY IN ASTONISHMENT) WHAT!? You support the foreign team over us!?
TERRY:
(IN A PROFESSIONAL TONE OF VOICE) Methods of a gambler Jeff. England’s playing away, the striker’s been suspended and the captain has just returned from an ankle injury! How could they possibly win?
NIGEL PICKS UP THE COIN AND HE PLACES IT IN A CASH BOX AND AGAIN LOOKS TOWARDS JEFF.
NIGEL:
You in?
JEFF:
I don’t think I’ve got any money on me.
JEFF STARTS SEARCHING HIS POCKETS.
TERRY:
(LOOKING TOWARDS NIGEL) From first glances Nige, Jeff appears to have gambling potential but from a closer inspection you’d realise…he just doesn’t. No way would he take this kind of risk when he could be spending the money on a library fine.
JEFF FINDS A ONE POUND COIN AND PLACES IT ON THE COUNTER. HE SLOWLY PUSHES IT ACROSS WITH HIS FINGER.
JEFF:
One pound on England please!
TERRY TURNS TO JEFF LOOKING BEWILDERED AND NIGEL LAUGHS TO HIMSELF AS HE PUTS THE COIN AWAY WITH THE REST OF THE MONEY.
NIGEL:
Well lads, I’ll have to ask you to leave, we’ve got some football fans coming in any minute to get the plane to the match.
TERRY:
So no peace today then?
TERRY WALKS OUT OF SHOT AND CRASHES INTO SOMETHING.
TERRY:
PISS OFF YOU TOSSER!!!
JEFF AND NIGEL THEN LOOK IN THE DIRECTION WHERE TERRY LEFT AND THEY BOTH SHRUG.
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