a scene at a urinal, from an unfinished script |
a scene at a urinal, from an unfinished script |
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Just a short scene from a script I started, but never quite finished. The one character, Max, has transferred to a new school, and has made a new friend, who is finally warming up to him.
INT. RESTROOM MAX and CONOR are standing at the urinals. Conor (after a pause of silence) Y'know, Max, I think I'm gonna like you. MAXWELL Well, that's good to know. CONOR Yeah. I mean, you're all quiet and shit. You don't talk my ear off when I'm pissing. MAXWELL Well, you're wel— CONOR (continuing on) I mean, some guys, they just talk and talk at the urinals—like a chick, y'know? Why, I bet if girls had urinals, they'd be in here all day, talkin' and talkin'. MAXWELL Yes. (zips fly and goes to sink) CONOR Hey, where ya goin'? (follows) MAXWELL Wash my hands. CONOR What? Aw, hell, dude, we don't need any o' that pissy British hygiene shit around here. Hell, real men don't wash their hands after they take a piss! MAXWELL I guess I'm not a "real man," then. (finishes washing) CONOR Aw, hell. (follows Maxwell out, calling after him:) You Brits don't even brush your damn teeth, for God's sake! CUT TO: (Apologies for format glitches. BB code is not conducive to formatting screenplays.) |
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There are another fifty-five pages to the script, but it's not good. I don't even know where they are anymore.
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