White Trash

April 19, 2007 at 5:30 am | In Script |

Gwen is walking through an alley. She spots a dumpster and takes a running jump. In an incredible moment of freak timing, she ends up mere inches from the face of Oscar, who was about to emerge from the dumpster. Oscar freaks and falls into the trash.

GWEN

                    Who threw you out?

OSCAR

                    Fuck you. Find your own dumpster.

GWEN

                    I suppose there’s no point looking, now that you’ve compacted everything.

OSCAR

                    I don’t fucking believe this. Someone make this satanic apparition go                     away.

Gwen extends a hand and helps Oscar out of the dumpster. Oscar is holding an Big Mac.

GWEN

                    I’m Gwen.

OSCAR

                    Oscar.

GWEN

                    You’re joking, right?

Oscar ignores her. He’s eating his Big Mac.

GWEN

                    (pointing at his cheeks)
You got something there.

Oscar has two symmetrical markings on his cheeks. Oscar swats her hand out of the way.

GWEN

                    So? Someone threw out an entire Big Mac.

OSCAR

                    Uh huh.

GWEN

                    I haven’t touched that shit since I’ve seen Super Size Me.

OSCAR

                    Suit yourself. I’m lovin’ it.

Gwen gives Oscar a hard look. She’s trying to figure out if he’s trying to be funny or not.

GWEN

                    This guy, Spurlock, eats nothin but McDonald’s shit for two months…                     Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

OSCAR

                    Oh yeah? How’s it end?

GWEN

                    I think he dies in the end.

Oscar stops and emphatically throws his uneaten Big Mac into a trash can. He turns to face Gwen.

OSCAR

                    Why are you still here? I was having a fucking good day.

GWEN

                    I can smell that.

OSCAR

                    Which way are you gonna go? Right or left?

GWEN

                    What’s it to you?

OSCAR

                    You pick first.

Without a word, Gwen turns 90 degrees to the left and walks off.

GWEN

                    (mumbling under her breath)
White Trash.

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