One
Can Dream
INT.
MODEST MIDWEST AMERICAN HOME, LIVING ROOM
A five
year old boy comes running through the living room screaming, his 3 year old
sister following behind doing the same, pulling a toy dog that makes a
squeaking sound. Mark is lying on the
couch with a beer in one hand, the remote in the other.
Mark
Will
you kids please go be loud somewhere
else?
I’m trying to watch the game!
The kids
continue running around and yelling, Beth enters from the kitchen drying her
hands on a towel.
Beth
Don’t
yell at them they’re just kids!
Mark
Whining
But
I’m trying to watch the game!
Beth
God,
you big baby I’ll have them
go
play in the basement.
Beth
leaves the room with the kids, enter Katie and her friend Matt.
Katie
Hey
what’s up?
Mark
Just
watching the game.
Your
sister is downstairs with the kids.
Katie
Oh,
ok I’m gonna go say hi to her.
This
is my friend Matt by the way.
Matt is
well dressed but covered with tattoos and looks like he’s spent a few too many
nights out drinking with the boys.
Matt
How’s
it goin’?
Mark
Grab
a beer and a piece of couch
Katie
exits, Matt grabs a beer and sits on the other side of the sectional
couch. He opens the beer and chugs, then
lets out a huge burp.
Mark
Nice
one!
Matt
I
guess. I had way better ones last night.
Mark
Why?
What were you drinking last night?
Matt
What
wasn’t I drinking?
Mark
Man,
I remember doing that kind of
stuff
all the time back in the day.
Don’t
have kids man.
Matt
Ha
ha! None that I know of at least.
Katie
re-enters the room with Beth.
Katie
Alright
dude, you ready to go?
Matt
Sure
Mark
Awe
man so soon? We should hang out sometime
Matt
Right
on
Katie and
Matt exit, Beth sits on the couch by Mark.
Beth
Why
on earth would you want to hang out with that guy?
You
would end up in jail.
Mark
I
like him. He reminds me of how
I
would be if I wasn’t married.
Beth
rolls her eyes and walks back into the kitchen, Mark chugs the rest of his
beer, spilling most of it and coughing.