Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Flippin The Fuck Out

 By W.B. Preston


FADE IN:

EXT. PARKING LOT - NIGHT

A parked car in an empty parking lot. BRADLEY in the driver's seat.

His muffled screams slightly audible by two men passing by.

MIKE
(To the other man)
Call 911.

MIKE yanks the car door handle and pulls Bradley out of the car and to the ground.

BRADLEY
The hell you doin!?

Mike's arms wrapped around Bradley's chest.

MIKE
Calm down, an ambulance is on its way.

Bradley looks up at the man on the cell.

BRADLEY
For what?!

MIKE
You're not having a seizure.

BRADLEY
No!

Bradley pushes Mike's arms off of him and stands up.

The other man hangs up the cell phone.

Mike pulls him self off the ground.

MIKE
Well what the hell were you doin?

BRADLEY
I was flippin the fuck out!

MIKE
You flip out often?

BRADLEY
You yank people from cars often?

MIKE
I'm a paramedic.

Bradley looks at Mike then the other guy.

MIKE
That's Toney

Bradley looks at him.

TONEY
Glad your ok.

BRADLEY
Yeah me too.

They stand silent for a moment.

MIKE
We here just goin in, can I buy you a drink or somethin?

Bradley looks at them again.

BRADLEY
You guys gay?

Mike and Toney chuckle.

MIKE
Nah, just feel bad is all.

BRADLEY
I guess I could go for a beer.

They walk towards the liquor store.


END SCENE.



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