INT. SUPERMARKET/CHECKOUT TILL.
THE FEMALE CASHIER IS SCANNING VARIOUS ITEMS BEING BOUGHT BY THOMAS.
THE ITEMS CONSIST MOSTLY OF MEALS FOR ONE AND SMALL TINS ETC.
CASHIER:
Let me guess, you live alone and you don’t have a girlfriend – right?
THOMAS:
That’s right! How did you… oh, wait. It’s because of all the meals for one isn’t it?
CASHIER:
No. (PAUSE) It’s because you’re an ugly b*st*rd! (PAUSE) That’ll be twelve pounds eighty please.
FADE OUT.
END.
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