GRANDMA'S DEAD
INT. OFFICE
DERRICK IS BUSY WORKING AT HIS DESK, WHEN HIS FLUSTERED BEST FRIEND SUDDENLY ENTERS.
JAMIE:
Ah, there you are - I've been trying to get hold of you all afternoon!
DERRICK:
What's going on?
JAMIE:
I'm afraid I've got some bad news...about your grandmother.
DERRICK:
Oh God!
JAMIE:
She's passed away.
DERRICK:
No...oh God no! (PAUSE) Wait - which one?
JAMIE:
Paternal.
DERRICK:
Oh, I thought you meant that ...GRAN was dead! (LAUGHS) You almost have me grieving there for a second!