The scene:
A quiet night in a tree lined suburb.
In a kitchen a young man wearing a t-shirt and boxers feeds his cat.
Cut to
A house five doors away. A middle-aged man in stripy pyjamas and
matching stripy nightcap is also feeding his cat.
MIDDLE-AGED MAN:
(picks up cat and strokes her) Come here Ava. There’s a good girl.
Night Night.
Cut back to
YOUNGER MAN:
(picks up cat tickling her chin) There’s a good girl eh.
Simultaneously both men open the door to let out their cats.
It is pitch black.
MIDDLE-AGED MAN:
(to his departing cat) Meow. Meow.
YOUNGER MAN:
(starts to close the door but stops when he hears what he thinks is his cat) Meow
MIDDLE AGED MAN:
(he also responds to the meow) Meow meow Meow
YOUNGER MAN:
(quite loudly) Meow Meow Meow
MIDDLE AGED MAN:
(very loudly) MEEOOOOOOWWW MEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWW
YOUNGER MAN:
Meooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww
DISGRUNTLED NEIGHBOUR'S VOICE:
Shutttt up. (to his wife) Those bloody cats it’s the same every night.
WIFE:
Oh leave it Harold you’ll wake the neighbours.
No comments:
Post a Comment