INT. LIVING ROOM.DAY
(VICKY & ROBERT are sitting on the sofa, VICKY is holding ROBERT'S hand. ROBERT'S head is drooping, his eyes are closed he has drool dribbling down his chin. INTERVIEWER is sitting on a chair facing them. In front of the sofa is a large coffee table with various jars, tubes and bowls of different types of food laid out on it.)
V/O INTERVIEWER:
Today I've come to see Vicky and Robert, they were an ordinary married couple like any other until last October when a car accident left Robert with brain damage and robbed him of four of his five senses. He is now blind, deaf and has no sense of touch or smell. His only remaining sense is the sense of taste. Vicky has developed a way of communicating with her husband with the use of different foods. I've asked Vicky, to ask Robert how his life has changed since the accident.
(During the voiceover, Vicky is feeding different foods to Robert. She takes a teaspoon an puts a little mustard on it and feeds it to Robert. Next is a little marmite on a spoon and feeds that to him. Then she gets a jalapeno pepper from a jar an placed that in his mouth, then a spoonful of sugar, and finally a polo mint. She then takes a napkin and wipes the drool from his chin.)
ROBERT: (in a perfectly clear and legible voice)
How the bloody hell do you think it's changed? I can't do anything anymore, my life has been ruined, what do I have to live for?
INTERVIEWER:
Could you ask Robert whether he wishes he hadn't survived the accident?
VICKY:
I, I'm sorry I can't ask him that..
INTERVIEWER:
Is it too painful, or are you afraid to hear the answer?
VICKY:
No it's just that I've ran out of pickled onions.
Good stuff. There is probably space in the middle for another question or two with different flavour combinations, there's more to be bled from the idea. Nice ending too.
All sorts of wrong, definitely extend it! Love that she's like an amateur feeder, and great end line