Monday, November 21, 2005

 

[Draft] #5 "No Beer"

1 kitchen
Corben: You're out of beer, guy.
Phe: [surprised]

2
Phe: What?
Cor: B E E R. G O N E. You have no beer. How could you drink it all already? It's like 10 in the morning!

3
Phe: What? No! I don't drink.
Cor: Then how come you don't have any beer left?

4
Phe: I don't buy beer!
Cor: Who doesn't buy beer?
Gabriel: [from around corner] You're out of beer, man.
Phe: WHO ARE YOU GUYS?

(might leave off that very last line)

Comments:
No! The last line's the killer!

Even if you didn't intend it, I like the idea of you living with the archangel Gabriel too.
 
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