Couple home after a night out with friends. Both in the kitchen. Both intoxicated.
Him. What, are you going to eat all that cake?
She. (Laughs) I’m making you toast. You need some toast.
Him. Want me to go home?
She. Maybe.
Him. Should I eat that stupid cake or come fuck with you? Baby? I’m sorry. I should leave you alone. All right. I’ll go eat the cake.
(The Boogie Kings come on Pandora with “When She Touches Me.”)
Him. (Takes his shirt off and throws it at her) You hate me?
She. Kinda’
Him. I hate you too. (Pause) Baby, come here.
(She moves over to a chair, and sits down with a notebook writing this all down. He moves into the bed.)
Him. Baby?
She. Uh huh?
Him. You gonna’ chill down there for a bit? You having fun writing in your little notebook?
She. Uh huh.
Him. I’m just gonna’ keep chasing you.
She. Why?
Him. (Sighs) I don’t know.
Him. Baby, come here!
She. No.
Him. Why?
She. Cause’
Him. Mmm… cause’ I bug you?
She. No.
(Long pause)
She. Babe. Baby?
Him. Yeah? Uh huh?
She. Go to sleep.
Him. Shenanigans! You just said that to fuck with me.
She. (Ignores)
Him. Come kiss me and be nice. (Pause) When you’re done writing?
She. Yeah.
Him. Babe? What’s going on? (Pause) Can you come here or just writing?
She. Just writing.
Him. (Sighs)
She. I have to go brush my teeth.
Him. No you don’t. Come here and let me kiss your face. Brush them in the morning.
(Long pause)
Him. (To the dog) Come here. Yeah, you’re a good dog. Come here. I know. Oh Bailey. Your mom is a wild stone.
(He passes out)
Ah, a screenplay! Good stuff.