Friday, 6 November 2015

A film in one act



EXT. SMALL TOWN - DAY


In a small Far North Queensland town, somewhere to the west of Mount Bartle Frere, a bemused elderly MAN in a check shirt approaches a late middle-aged WOMAN as she unlocks her car. The woman is carrying several small parcels (books) and is sweating heavily because she has just nipped into town to get the post after assembling a set of bookshelves 74 pieces who thought that was a good idea bastards and because it is unseasonably hot and humid what is this I might as well be living in Cairns perspiring lightly.

MAN
Excuse me. Are you a local?

WOMAN
Yes. Can I help you?

MAN
Do you know where [name]'s funeral is?

WOMAN
 Sorry. No. Have you asked at the post office?

MAN
Where is it?

WOMAN
(points at post office)
Oh, yes. They have their finger on the pulse.

MAN
?????

WOMAN
I have to go to Atherton now


THE END

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