This is the opening scene from a sitcom I'm writing with a certain other member of the site. I'm to blame for most of this though.
SCENE 1 - IN A BAR - FOUR YOUNG MEN ON A SUNDAY LUNCH TIME AFTER PLAYING FOOTBALL.
JOHNNY, 25 AND FLASH, DARREN, 26 AND SINGLE, MICKEY, 30 AND MARRIED AND SEAN, 18 AND SINGLE.
MICKEY COMES TO A TABLE WHERE SEAN AND JOHNNY ARE SITTING.
MICKEY : Hello Seany boy. What's up? You're looking pensive.
SEAN : Naaa. I'm just thinking Mickey.
JOHNNY ; Careful there son. You don't want to overdo it.
SEAN : I think me cartridge has bust.
MICKEY ; So buy a new one then.
SEAN ; What - where can you buy them then?
MICKEY : From the computer shop
SEAN: For me knee?
JOHNNY AND MICKEY SHAKE THEIR HEADS SLOWLY IN DISBELIEF
IN THE BACKGROUND A GIRL SMACKS DARREN ROUND THE FACE.
JOHNNY : 'Old up boys. Did you see that?
DARREN COMES UP TO THE BOYS AT THE TABLE SHEEPISHLY HOLDING HIS CHEEK.
JOHNNY : So what happened there Darren boy?
DARREN : I dunno Johnny? I was only trying to help.
JOHNNY : What did you say to her then?
DARREN : I just asked if she wanted me to hold her jugs.
MICKEY (LAUGHING) : Will you never learn?
DARREN : I was only trying to help her with her drinks Mickey!
SEAN (SNIGGERING) : Yeah - right!
DARREN : I don't think I'll ever understand women.
MICKEY : You never seem to have much luck with them do you.
JOHNNY : And you didn't pull on Friday night either did you?
DARREN : No - I was sure I was in there
JOHNNY : So was I - she was all over you like a rash. So what happened.
DARREN : I walked her home. She asked me in for coffee. I told her I didn't like coffee.
JOHNNY : You what? And that was it?
DARREN : Well - yeah.
JOHNNY : You idiot. You've blown it - again.
SEAN (SNIGGERS): Yeah - right!
DARREN : Do you reckon she fancied me then?
JOHNNY : I don't believe you. Coffee ain't coffee you know.
DARREN : What is it then?
JOHNNY : It's a euphemism - for - you know.
MICKEY : Don't be hard on the boy, Johnny. He obviously hasn't got your pulling power.
JOHNNY : Clearly not. You know what you need son.
DARREN : What's that then?
JOHNNY : You wanna try one of those sex chat lines things. You know - in the lads mags and the sunday papers. I've got a number here. Great fun and nothing to lose.
JOHNNY TAKES A BUSINESS CARD OUT OF HIS WALLET WITH A PICTURE OF A SCANTILY CLAD GIRL AND PASSES IT TO DARREN
DARREN : I'm not that sad.
JOHNNY : Oh yes you are my son. Look Darren - it's not that bad. I mean I use them every so often. You know - if I'm feeling a bit pissed off or tense.
SEAN : Let's have a look then.
JOHNNY : Uh - uh Sean. It's strictly for the big boys.
MICKEY : And you Johnny.
DARREN (READING THE CARD) : Local girls it says here.
MICKEY : Could be your Mum Sean.
SEAN (DISGUSTED) : My mum? She doesn't have sex?
MICKEY : So how did you and the other four kids arrive? Immaculate conception?
SEAN : What's that? Some kind of soap?
MICKEY : Maybe something similar. So how do you think you came to be in this world?
SEAN : Oh no! I don't like to think about that kind of thing.
JOHNNY : Actually Sean - I quite fancy your mum. A fine figure of a woman and very tasty for her age too. In fact I reckon she's just the kind of woman working those lines.
SEAN (GETTING ANGRY) : Oi - I told you - my mum don't like that kind of thing.
JOHNNY : That's not what Mickey said.
MICKEY : OK mate - calm down. Now anyway Darren, what do you think?
DARREN : How much will it cost me?
JOHNNY : It won't cost you as much as your pride.
MICKEY : It's all quite harmless really mate.
DARREN (TO MICKEY - SURPRISED) : You don't use them too do you?
MICKEY : Yeah - all the time.
DARREN : But you're married.
MICKEY : And?
DARREN : Well - why do you need to?
MICKEY : Why not?
DARREN : Won't your missus will find out?
MICKEY : No mate - mobile.
JOHNNY : Aren't you worried she'll see the bill?
MICKEY : No fears mate. It's not my contract one. I've got another mobile specially emergencies - if you know what I mean (HE WINKS) and this.
JOHNNY : What pay as you go?
MICKEY : More like "pay as you come".