I am taking a break from My Bruntwood entry and starting on an idea I had a few months ago for a screenplay. I would like it to be like a Farrelly Brothers comedy and have this particular scene. What I don't want to do however is alienate people by going too far down the road of bad taste. As usual it is a bit long (sorry) and we join it in the previous scene which sets the premise to what comes next. Bear and Arthur are both in their Forties and have never really grown up. All comments please.
INT. THE LOUNGE OF A SCRUFFY PUB. AFTERNOON.
BEAR a forty year old, balding ex rugby forward sits in the dingy bar of an old fashioned Pub. He is joined by his long time friend Arthur, a slighly older and more overweight man with scruffy hair. They are both dressed in Jeans and Ben Sherman shirts. Arthur has a jacket hanging from the back of his chair. They both have a pint of beer on the table an there is an open copy of Readers Wives in front of Bear.
ARTHUR: What you reading?
BEAR:I'm not I'm just looking at pictures
ARTHUR: Susan says it's creepy
BEAR:It's a bit hairy I grant ya but I wouldn't call it creepy
ARTHUR: Mrs Harrison from Droitwhich
BEAR:Yeah
ARTHUR: She keeping you company tonight?
BEAR:I don't know I haven't decided yet
ARTHUR: Well if she does make sure she brings Mrs. palm and her five lovely daughters
BEAR: (looking at this thumb) It's only four lovely daughters this ones got a bit fat
ARTHUR: She doesn't seem to wash very much either, she looks greasy
Both take a long drink from their glasses
BEAR:You heard then?
ARTHUR:It was on the news, I assume it was about you, Headline said More misery ahead
BEAR:That I'll be it then
ARTHUR:What you gonna do?
BEARame as always, give it a couple of days and she will calm down
ARTHUR: Ok
BEARon't you want to know why she was mad?
ARTHUR: Nope
BEAR: Thanks
ARTHUR: It's my birthday next week
BEAR:I know twenty one again
ARTHUR: I know I still look young
BEAR:I meant stone
ARTHUR: Bollocks, anyway I was thinking there's a new bar opened in Leeds
BEAR:Yeah
Arthur reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dog collar and a chain
BEARh no, bollocks
ARTHUR: Come on
BEAR:F**k off Arthur
ARTHUR: But its my birthday
BEAR: I don't care, It's not for a few days anyway and besides I'm not doing it. Last time you nearly got me twatted
ARTHUR: It was good
BEAR:It might have been for you
ARTHUR: It was, you remember that little Blondie?
BEAR:Yeah, with the boyfriend like a brick shithouse
ARTHUR: Well
BEAR: Well? F**king hell I thought he was going to murder me, I looked at his knuckles and they said Love and Hat
ARTHUR: It was hate
BEAR: It might have been to start with but the E had worn away, How many people do you have to hit to wear away an E?
ARTHUR: I've thought about that
BEARidn't hurt yourself did you?
ARTHUR: No, I thought about it and I decided he couldn't be very good at fighting anyway
BEARh yeah, Why?
ARTHUR: Well if he was any good at punching he would have worn out the A or the T, wearing out an E means he is rubbish at throwing punches
BEARh well that makes it all better then, I'm not doing it
ARTHUR: Miserable Bastard
BEAR:That's me
ARTHUR: We having another?
BEAR:I got nowt else to do
ARTHUR: We having a session?
BEAR:Why not?
ARTHUR: Well in that case
Arthur drinks the remainder of his pint
ARTHUR: Put Mrs Harrison from Droitwich away, she looks like the missing link, and it's your round
CUT TO EXT. NIGHT. OUTSIDE A NEW LOOKING TOWN CENTRE WINE BAR.
Bear and Arthur are still dressed in the same clothes and are walking towards a Wine Bar. Arthur is wearing the collar and chain and is being led by Bear. Arthur has his tongue stuck into his bottom lip and is deliberately making his words unintelligible. Bear when anyone is within earshot is condescending and talks to Arthur like a small child. They approach the doorman.
DOORMAN: Sorry Gents you can't come in here
BEAR:Why?
DOORMAN: You have your mate on a leash
Bear examines the leash running from his hand to Arthur's neck and then looks back at the doorman
BEARf course I do, how else would I exercise him?
DOORMAN: Sorry?
BEAR:He's my brother and he's a nice fella but look at him
The doorman looks at Arthur. Arthur starts to make strange noises and suddenly moves forward. He is drooling and kisses the doorman fully on the lips, he then steps back and smiles
BEAR: (warning)Arthur, No.
The doorman pulls back and is angry. Bear holds up a hand defensively.
BEAR: Sorry about that mate, it's his birthday and he's excited, he can't help it, he was a Cage Fighter and he was in the ring and he got hit a bit too hard.
DOORMAN: Sorry to hear it
BEAR: That's why he is like this. He was going to the U.F.C. You look like you do a bit yourself
DOORMAN: I do
BEAR: Well you know what its like, a bad hold, your knackers get twisted and you end up like this
DOORMAN: What?
BEAR: He wasn't wearing a box, his testicles got squashed and well
Arthur looks at Bear as if to say hold on a minute
BEAR: Look at him
Arthur goes back to being happy
BEAR: We come here every year co's this is where he met his wife, she left him when he got injured but every year for his birthday we come here
DOORMAN: Oh
BEAR: I didn't realise it had changed hands, the last management used to let us in, we have a couple of drinks and then we go, Arthur is harmless really but I keep the collar on when we go out just in case
Arthur starts to pretend to cry
BEAR: I suppose we will just have to go home, It's ok mate come on
Arthur pretends to cry harder, they turn away. Bear puts a consoling arm around
his shoulder
DOORMAN: Hold on
They turn back towards the doorman, Arthur stops crying and looks at him in a
pleading way
DOORMAN: Ok lads come on in
BEAR: Are you sure?
Arthur looks at Bear as if to say don't push it, the doorman waits a few seconds and then looks at Arthur again
DOORMAN: Yeah, that's the worst thing I heard in a while, Women can be heartless man
BEAR: She was a first class bitch
DOORMAN: Go on in
Bear goes to get his wallet out, the doorman hold up his hand
DOORMAN: No fee lads, in you go, have a good time
Bear and Arthur walk up to the door, Arthur tries to kiss the doorman again and
Bear pulls on his leash hard.
BEAR:No Arthur, Stop it!
They enter the club
BEAR: Thanks Buddy
CUT TO INT. FOYER OF CLUB. SECONDS LATER.
ARTHUR: My knackers?
BEAR: Shut up, were in aren't we?
ARTHUR: I'm gonna get you back for that
BEAR: Shut up and drool
CUT TO INT. LARGE BRIGHTLY LIT BAR AREA. SECONDS LATER.
There are many well dressed professional women around and just a few men. Bear leads Arthur to the Bar and they are watched by almost everyone as they walk. They both sit on a barstool and a barman comes to greet them. Arthur is still making noises and drooling whilst he looks around the bar.
BARMAN: Is there no body on the door?
BEAR: There a big scary looking bastard out there, why?
BARMAN: No reason, what can I get you?
BEAR: I will have pint of Guinness and my brother here will have a Pink Lady
Arthur looks at Bear
BARMAN: A pink Lady?
BEAR: Yeah, he loves em what can you do?
BARMAN: No problem
The barman goes to get the drinks, Bear and Arthur whisper
ARTHUR: You bastard
BEAR: What?
ARTHUR: A pink Lady
BEAR: It's your birthday I thought I would get you something nice, besides with that tongue you will end up spilling anything without a straw anyway
ARTHUR: Twat!
BEAR: After everything I do for you
They look around the bar area. They see several couples and two groups of women in their thirties and forties
ARTHUR: I thought there might be some twenty year olds
BEAR:F**king hell, pervert, is there nothing you don't want?
ARTHUR: No. What about them over there?
Arthur nods towards the first group of five girls
BEAR:Not bad
The Barman returns with a pint of Guinness and a Pink Lady in a ludicrous glass with a straw and fruit and a sparkler in
BEARh look Arthur it's a birthday cake in a glass
Arthur and the Barman look at Bear disbelievingly
BEAR:No, I'm not taking the piss, thanks buddy he really likes that, I can tell
BARMAN: Right
Bear reaches into his pocket and hands the barman some money. The Barman rings up a price on till and makes change. He hands it back to Bear.
BEAR:Thanks dude. Not bad in here is it?
BARMAN: Not usually
BEAR:Where's the Gents?
The barman points to a corner of the room
BEAR: I gotta take a whizz, can you keep an eye on him for me I will be back in a minute
The barman looks unsure
BEAR:Thanks man
Bear turns to Arthur who is still looking around
BEAR: I am going for a piss, stay here and be a good lad. I will be back in a minute
Arthur looks at Bear and Grins
BEAR:Be a good lad
Bear moves away from the bar towards the toilets. He enters the toilet and unzips his fly. He begins to urinate.
O/C A scream, incoherent shouting. More screams.
Bear whistles and grins as he urinates.
O/C More noise, more screaming.
Bear shakes and zips up his fly. He looks in the mirror and shakes his head before letting out a loud sigh. He finally rolls his shoulders and flexes his fists before leaving the toilet.
CUT TO INT BAR, SECONDS LATER.
Arthur is chasing a girl. The Barman is chasing Arthur. Arthur catches the girl and as he does the Barman catches Arthur.
BEAR: (Shouting) Arthur No!
Everybody stops and turns around, Bear approaches the trio and manhandles the barman
BEAR:Get off my brother
BARMAN: He was-
BEAR:I know what he was doing, Bad Arthur Bad
Arthur grins at Bear, Bear looks at the girl, Arthur gently gropes the girl
BEAR: I am sorry love, he doesn't normally behave like this, I think it's this twat here (looking at the barman) he must have upset him, are you alright
BARMAN: Me?
BEAR:What did you say to him?
BARMAN: I didn't say anything
BEAR: What so you just ignored him, I asked you to keep an eye on him and you ignored him, I make no wonder he's upset
Arthur begins to pretend to cry
BEAR: Look you have upset him now, I have a good mind to, (turning to the girl) I'm sorry love
Arthur stops groping the girl and Bear begins to cuddle him
BEAR: It's alright mate, It's alright
BARMAN: You are going to have to leave
Bear stops cuddling Arthur and turns towards the Barman. As he does he looks at
the girl and nods towards Arthur. The girl not knowing what to do begins to cuddle him. Arthur immediately puts his and on her bottom.
BEAR: Leave! Leave! Look what you have done to my brother, we come in for a quiet drink and you upset him making him crazy, look at him, he's crying
Cut to close up on Arthurs face next to the woman's breast and a grin like a
cheshire cat before starting to wail again
BEAR: And this poor Lady, sorry love what's your name?
EMMA: Emma
BEAR: Emma here was in here for a quiet drink with her friends and you allow this to happen? I bet she doesn't come in here again
BARMAN: I'm sorry
BEAR: Your sorry? Do you really think sorry is enough?
BARMAN: What do you mean?
BEAR: Well I think you owe this lady and her friends a drink at least
BARMAN: I don't -
BEAR: I do. Look at her she looks terrified
BARMAN: But-
BEAR: Don't but, get these ladies some Champagne or something on the house before she goes and tells all of her colleagues what kind of place this is you are running
The Barman stands looking unsure and confused
BEAR: Well go on
The Barman begins to walk towards the bar
BEAR: And bring a glass for me an my brother as well
Bear turns towards Emma and Arthur and gently pulls Arthurs chain. Arthur and
Emma separate
BEAR: I can't begin to tell you how sorry we are
EMMA: That's ok
BEAR: No really, Arthur is really sorry he gets upset easily. Arthur say Hello to Emma
Arthur kisses her on the cheek
BEAR: My name is Bear, can we join you for a while?
EMMA: I'm not sure, I..
BEAR: It's ok, he's calm now, we won't stay long
EMMA: Ok then, sure
BEAR: Thanks
Bear, Arthur and Emma walk back to her friends, Emma introduces them. Bear
shakes hands and Arthur kisses each one on the cheek. They begin to relax and
laugh. They all sit down as the Barman brings a bottle of Champagne and some
fresh glasses.
END OF SCENE
If you got this far, thanks