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Sitcom pilot written in February 2011
SCENE 8: EXT DAY (THE “OTHER WORLD”) THE DUCK POND
EMILY:
Is this a magical land?
DOOR:
Nothing magical about this land. Boring if you ask me/us. (I think it’s magic) Shut up!
EMILY:
What do you have for breakfast?
DOOR:
I don’t know what that is.
EMILY:
And what is in your rivers.
DOOR:
I’m a door. Doors don’t go near rivers. (Not since they tried to make us into a raft on that teambuilding exercise.)
EMILY:
You’re just a door?
DOOR:
No, not ‘just’ a door. I am a door, I have maximised my potential in the door world. I am a magic door. (Magic door!)
EMILY:
Well if you are a magic door, stands to reason that this must be a magical land.
DOOR:
Where you came from is the Magical Land. (Plastic dinosaurs! A giant squirrel called Simon! Wonders! Miracles! Never before seen!)
EMILY:
You know that squirrel.
DOOR:
Might do.
EMILY:
He’s from your land.
DOOR:
Nope. Kent, I think. Ask him.
EMILY:
Look, what do I do now?
DOOR:
I am a door. Stop asking me non-door related questions. In fact, don’t talk to doors.
EMILY:
You started it. Put me back where I was.
DOOR:
Which was where?
EMILY:
Yeah, well, it wasn’t that good, I just know that I don’t know what’s going on here and I’m scared and I’d like to go back. And…there’s something I have to go back for. I don’t know wh…
(SILENCE)
Well? Oh fine time to stop talking.
EMILY KNOCKS VIOLENTLY ON THE DOOR
DOOR:
Ow!!! Ow!!! Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
EMILY KNOCKS EVEN HARDER
DOOR:
You’re unhinged.
EMILY:
I am knocking on a door. Where I come from you knock on doors. You’ve stopped talking to me, so I am knocking on you.
DOOR:
Knocking? I call that punching. What would you do if someone punched you repeatedly?
EMILY:
I’d hit them ba….
DOOR OPENS VIOLENTLY ONTO EMILY, KNOCKING HER FLYING. EMILY GETS UP, DOOR OPENS VIOLENTLY AGAIN. REPEAT SEVERAL TIMES.
DOOR:
Got it?
EMILY:
Think so.
DOOR:
Don’t make me do that again. Now. Let’s try to be civil. I’m Door, I like opening and closing and being between rooms, you are?
EMILY:
Emily. (PREGNANT PAUSE)
DOOR:
Anything else? Likes, dislikes? What sort of person are you?
EMILY:
Er, I’m 40, I like treasure hunts, tigers and I hate people who squeal at shoes or cakes.
DOOR:
Interesting. Interesting. (BEAT) I have no idea what any of those things are. I only learned to talk this morning. 40 what?
EMILY:
Years old. It’s a way we describe ourselves.
DOOR:
Amazing. (No. Boring really.) Come on.