Bob's Corner Shop

SKETCH #1:

INT. CORNER SHOP

BOB IS SITTING BEHIND THE COUNTER READING AN ADULT MAGAZINE.

A MAN APPROACHES THE COUNTER.

MAN:
20 cigarettes please.

BOB NODS AND EXITS TO THE BACK OF THE SHOP.

THE MAN WAITS PATIENTLY.

BOB APPEARS AGAIN WEARING A FULL BODY RADIATION SUIT AND CARRYING A LITTER PICKER.

BOB LIFTS A SILVER CASE UP ONTO THE COUNTER, CAREFULLY OPENS IT AND STEPS BACK.

INSIDE THE BOX IS A SINGLE PACKET OF CIGARETTES HELD IN PLACE BY STYROFOAM.

WITH TREMBLING HANDS, BOB CAREFULLY USES THE LITTER-PICKER TO PICK UP THE CIGARETTES AND HOLD THEM OUT FOR THE MAN.

THE MAN TAKES A STEP BACK, NOW SCARED AND WARY.

BOB:
Take them! For god’s sake just take them! I’ve got children!

THE MAN TAKES A COUPLE OF CAUTIONARY STEPS BACKWARDS, TURNS AND FLEES THE STORE.

BOB TAKES OFF THE HOOD OF THE SUIT, OPENS THE CIGARETTES AND LIGHTS ONE UP, THEN SITS BACK DOWN TO READ HIS MAGAZINE.

BOB: (TO SELF)
Bloody smokers.

FADE OUT.

END.

SKETCH #2:

INT. CORNER SHOP

BOB IS SITTING BEHIND THE COUNTER READING AN ADULT MAGAZINE.

A WOMAN ENTERS, PICKS UP A NEWSPAPER AND DROPS IT ON THE COUNTER.

BOB SIGHS, PICKS UP THE NEWSPAPER AND EXITS TO THE BACK ROOM.

THE WOMAN WAITS PATIENTLY.

THERE IS THE SOUND OF A TOILET FLUSHING AND BOB REAPPEARS WITH THE PAPER, WHICH IS NOW CRUMPLED UP IN HIS HAND.

GRIMACING, HE SNIFFS THE NEWSPAPER THEN HOLDS IT OUT TO THE WOMAN.

THE WOMAN BACKS AWAY WITH A LOOK OF HORROR ON HER FACE.

BOB:
Do you want it or not?

WOMAN:
No I do not!

THE WOMAN TURNS AND STORMS OUT OF THE SHOP.

BOB:
Bloody tourists.

BOB SITS DOWN AND RETURNS TO HIS MAGAZINE.

FADE OUT.

END.

SKETCH #3:

INT. CORNER SHOP

BOB IS SITTING BEHIND THE COUNTER READING AN ADULT MAGAZINE.

A SMALL BOY ENTERS AND APPROACHES THE COUNTER.

BOY:
A quarter of pear-drops please.

BOB SIGHS, STANDS, PICKS UP A SMALL PAPER BAG AND PUTS IT OPEN ON THE COUNTER.

BOB TAKES DOWN THE JAR OF PEAR-DROPS AND OPENS IT.

BOB LIFTS THE JAR AND POURS THE CONTENTS INTO HIS OPEN MOUTH, MANY OF THE PEAR-DROPS FALLING TO THE FLOOR.

HIS MOUTH FULL, BOB PUTS DOWN THE JAR AND BEGINS SPITTING PEAR DROPS ONE BY ONE INTO THE OPEN PAPER BAG.

THE SMALL BOY BURSTS INTO TEARS AND RUNS FROM THE SHOP.

BOB SITS DOWN AND RETURNS TO HIS MAGAZINE.

BOB:
Bloody kids.

FADE OUT.

END.