EXT. THE STREETS – MORNING
TWO TRAMPS ARE IN AN ALLEY OFF THE SIDE OF A STREET. ONE OF THEM IS SAT WITH BACK AGAINST THE WALL, WHILST THE OTHER SLEEPS. THE SLEEPING TRAMP AWAKES, HOLDING HIS HEAD.
TRAMP #1
Oh man.
TRAMP #2
Morning.
TRAMP #1
I’ve got a banging headache.
TRAMP #2
I’m not surprised. You were necking those special brews last night.
TRAMP #1
Oh god, I was so wasted. I can’t even remember what happened!
TRAMP #2
Do you remember what you did with Dirty Edna?
TRAMP #1
Oh no, I didn’t?
TRAMP #2
You did. She left before you woke up. She obviously wasn’t that impressed by your ‘Big Issue’.
TRAMP #1
Oh dear, I’m gonna get a lot of stick for this. I was gonna start begging at 9 this morning, but I reckon I’ll pull a sickie.
TRAMP #2
Quality night though.
TRAMP #1
Yeah, definitely. Up for another one tonight?
TRAMP #2
I’m a bit short of money. But I think you owe me one anyway.
TRAMP #1
Yeah, whatever.
TRAMP #2
Right, well can’t keep chatting all day. Some of us have work to do.
TRAMP #2 WALKS OFF.
TRAMP #1
(TO HIMSELF) Dirty Edna? Dammit, I knew I should’ve stayed in last night.