1. INT. DOCTOR'S SURGERY. DOCTOR SITTING AT DESK.
DOCTOR
(TO INTERCOM) Send Mr Lugworthy in, Carol.
LUGWORTHY ENTERS. DEFEATED-LOOKING MAN IN THIRTIES.
DOCTOR
Take a seat. (WAITS) Now, what can I do for you?
LUGWORTHY
Sick note. I want to be signed off.
DOCTOR
What's the trouble?
LUGWORTHY
Erm, I'm sick? You know, icky?
DOCTOR
(BRISKLY) I'll need more than that. What exactly is wrong with you?
LUGWORTHY
Erm. Erm. Well I've had dizzy spells.
DOCTOR
Ah (STARTS WRITING) and when do you get them?
LUGWORTHY
Well I had one this morning. I'd been spinning round and round, and when I stopped I stumbled a bit.
DOCTOR
(IRRITATED) Anything else?
LUGWORTHY
(THINKING ALOUD) I've ... had ... er ... When I wake up in the morning, I have this weird crusty stuff in my eyes.
DOCTOR
And?!?
LUGWORTHY
Er, er, I've gone off cheese. A bit.
DOCTOR
(SLAMS DOWN PEN) There's nothing wrong with you, is there? You're just wasting my time. There are real sick people out there, you know.
LUGWORTHY FALLS ONTO KNEES.
LUGWORTHY
Please, doctor, please. I'm begging you, sign me off. Don't send me back there. Oh, please. It's horrible, you've no idea, the depravity, the drugs, the hallucinations. You're my only hope.
DOCTOR
Good grief, man! Where do you work?
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2. INT. PLEASANT OFFICE. POT PLANTS, FILING CABINETS, ETC. DESK WITH PIC OF LUGWORTHY AND YOUNG WOMAN TOGETHER.
CAMERA PANS UP TO SIGN ON WALL, WHICH READS:
CBeebies
In The Night Garden
Scriptwriting Dept