The prompt was to write about a date that didn’t like the other date. This is what I came up with. This is my first script ever! EnjoY!
Int. bar- Early Afternoon
Regan, early 20’s enters the café. His curly hair is plastered to his scalp with gel, fingernails are extra shiny, and his clothes are crisp.
He looks around the café and notices it’s empty except the bartender cleaning behind the counter, and a man sitting at an empty table in the back corner.
Regan licks his lips and walks over to the man at the table.
Hi, hey, how’re ya!
Arnold, early 20’s, hasn’t gone through any extent to make himself look shiny or clean. He has long shaggy hair, a wrinkly shirt on, and he’s even swaying a little.
Arnold stares at Regan.
Are you Regan?
Oh, yeah, sorry…I guess I should have mentioned that.
Regan takes a seat across from Arnold.
This is exciting. I’ve never been here before. Or on a blind date. I hope you weren’t waiting too long.
It wasn’t raining outside when I got here.
Regan looks puzzled.
Your hair…it’s like…really shiny, and flat.
I’m just kidding, dude. You look hot. (laughs)
Regan looks at the EXIT sign glowing over the front door.
Bartender! Let’s get a couple of beers over here.
Oh, you don’t have to do that.
Arnold smiles. His teeth are dandelion yellow.
Loosen up! I’ve already had two.
The bartender sets two beers on the table and walks back behind the counter. Regan takes another look at the EXIT sign, then at the beer, then at Arnold, before deciding to chug. When he sets the beer down it’s half gone. He blinks several times.
There you go! Now tell me why someone like you needs a matchmaking App to find a date. I’d bet you get asked out all the time.
I actually got out of a relationship a little whiles back. This is my first date in two years. I didn’t trust my instincts to pick out somebody again so I let the App do it for me.
If I had you for two years I’d never let you go.
That doesn’t make any sense.
Regan can feel himself begin to sway in his seat.
I should probably get going.
Don’t be silly, you’re drunk.
I’ll call a cab.
Arnold reaches across the table and holds Regan’s hand.
You are so beautiful. You look like a shiny… wine bottle. I couldn’t tell you the last time I had a taste of fine wine.
Regan pulls his hand out of Arnold’s. He looks at his fingernails and notices they look dim.
Arnold gets up.
I bet you never had a date sing to you before.
Regan looks terrified.
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
Arnold swings out his hands as he continues singing. Regan covers his ears.
When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine
Regan looks at the EXIT sign. He looks at Arnold. Then at the beer. He watches Arnold’s arm swing and tries to get out the way but he’s not quick enough. The beer spills all over Regan’s clothes.
Loosen up! It’s just a little beer.
Regan gets up. The bartender comes around with a towel.
I might be single, but the only way you can get a date is if the person was actually blind and deaf!
Regan walks out of the bar.