(A Kitchen)
Billy
Winter sucks, what’s the point of having a snow day if you
cant go outside?
PETER
Yea but Billy, why don’t we just drink those cool looking
soda cans in your Dads fridge?
BILLY
That’s not soda, that’s my Dads beer. I’ve never had beer
before have you?
PETER
Yea uh I have I’ve drank beer plenty of times
BILLY
(Opening the fridge)
Let’s drink it
before it drinks itself.
PETER
Beer! Billy! Lets drink some Beer!
BILLY
Dad doesn’t call them “Beers” he calls them “Brews”
PETER
(opens a can)
Cheers Billy my good man
(both drink)
BILLY and PETER
Awww gross. What the….ewww, this is disgusting how are we
gonna finish these Brews, if they taste like warm piss?
BILLY
What the heck, I thought it was supposed to taste all good
and sweet like Dad says?
PETER
(Pacing)
Yea uh I remember it tasting much better the last couple
times, must be a bad batch. You think your Dad will notice the missing cans?
BILLY
(Scared)
Dad’s gonna kill me if he finds out we were drinking
PETER
Yeah, Especially if he finds out that we opened his brews
and then didn’t like the way they tasted.
Can’t we just dump them down the sink?
BILLY
( Grabbing PETER)
No! No! No! We cannot waste Dad’s brews. You know how he gets when I take
stuff
PETER
Like that white stuff we found in his desk?
BILLY
(nodding)
That’s correct PETER.
But luckily I have a good idea to get us out of this mess
PETER
Your gonna drink them both yourself?
BILLY
(Reaching for the phone)
No. I’m gonna
call someone who can. Deputy Hound Dog McGee
PETER
(shocked)
But Billy, you can’t call Deputy Hound Dog McGee? He’s
crazy!
PETER
(w/ phone to his ear)
Hello, Hi, Deputy Hound Dog McGee? You like beer right? Good. Because I have some that I cant
finish. Are you busy right now?
(Peter Hangs up)
PETER
Yes! He said he’s on his way.
BILLY
But isn’t Dad supposed to be home soon?
PETER
Oh No. Your
right. Oh my god. Hopefully Deputy Hound Dog McGee can
bust his fat ass on the way over here.
(DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE enters room visibly winded)
DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE
(Panting)
…….Beer……….still……Here…..?
PETER
(setting the beer
down in front of DEPUTY HOUND DOG MCGEE)
Yes sir here it is all two cans’ of the finest, freshest
brew.
(DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE sizes up the cans with his eyes)
(PETER and
BILLY exchange nervous glances)
DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE
I’ll do it but if I do then you have to give me another beer
for my trouble
PETER
(Shocked)
Uhh uh um okay fine just drink the damn things.
(DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE begins chugging both cans)
PETER and PETER
Go, Go, Go, Go Go!
DEPUTY HOUND DOG
MCGEE
(Belches)
Aww that was nothing you sissy’s. Now go fetch me another beer
( puts his feet up on
the table)
PETER
(Angry)
Just because you drank our Dad’s brew doesn’t mean you get
to act like our Dad
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
(slightly Slurring)
Ssshutup, and get me another boy or I’ll wupp you good. I’m gonna get drunk this afternoon.
(BILLY looks at PETER)
PETER
(Arms crossed)
Deputy Hound Dog McGee? Whats it like?
Deputy Hound Dog McGee
Wwwwhats? What? Like?
Peter
Ya know? Being Drunk
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
How the hell should I know I cant get drunk with only two
beers. I need more.
PETER
Do you think you will
be after three?
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
I’m gettin there, now will you just keep the Brews coming?
Peter
(Opening the fridge)
Sure, Sure, we can give you some more Brews but you have to
make sure that you can drink them.
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
(Reaches for a Beer)
Yeah, I never met a beer I couldn’t drink
PETER
Well at least we wont get in trouble when…………….
(Dad Enters, Looking
Angry)
Dad
(Sits Down looks at
Deputy Hound Dog McGee)
Now I don’t wanna have to hurt ya son so be honest………Were
you planning on drinking my brew?
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
(Petrified)
N N N NO sir I don ‘t drink beer I was just sitting here and
Peter was Drinking them.
PETER
(Hands up)
No way. Dad I
didn’t do it. He’s Lying Smell his
breath
PETER
Deputy Hound Dog McGee drank two beers and said he was going
to get drunk.
(All look at Deputy
Hound Dog McGee)
(Deputy Hound Dog
McGee Belches)
(All look at Dad)
Dad
Ahahaha You dumb son of a bitch that ain't real brew that’s
non alcoholic. This boy wasn’t
going to get Drunk.
Peter
But he was slurring Dad?
(All look at Deputy
Hound Dog McGee)
Dad
That’s because your friend is damn stupid boy.
Deputy Hound Dog
McGee
(Grabs Beer from
PETER)
I wasn’t gonna drink it I don’t even want it, look I’ll dump
it down the sink.
(Reaches for sink)
PETER
NOOOOOOOO!!!!!
(Dad Lunges)
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