Small Victories
FADE IN:
INT. DAVE’S
APARTMENT – DAY
DAVE and his friend
LUCAS sit together on a couch and watch a hockey game on the TV. The game is the Redwings versus the
Rangers. Dave is wearing a Redwings
jersey, and Lucas is wearing a Rangers’ one.
DAVE: Rangers suck, man.
LUCAS: Shut it.
DAVE: Hey, I’ll shut it when the Rangers start to
actually play hockey.
LUCAS: Up yours, man.
The game reaches its
last minute, with the Redwings ahead by one point.
DAVE: You ready to lose?
LUCAS: It’s not over yet.
DAVE: Spoken like a sore loser.
Lucas is visibly
angry.
The timer goes down
to one, then zero. The buzzer sounds,
ending the game.
Dave sits back in
his seat and looks smugly at Lucas.
Lucas does not react immediately.
DAVE: ...Well?
Lucas stands up,
goes to front of the apartment, grabs his coat, and opens the front door. Dave watches him, confused.
LUCAS: Hang on a second.
Lucas leaves.
INT. BEST BUY –
NIGHT
Lucas walks through
the entrance of the Best Buy, and looks to his right at the TV department. He
walks up and down the aisles of TVs, and stops in front of a 32-inch
flatscreen.
A Best Buy employee
approaches Lucas.
EMPLOYEE: Is there
anything I can help you with?
LUCAS: (points at
the TV)I’ll take this one.
INT. DAVE’S
APARTMENT – SAME
Dave still sits on
his couch, but is now holding his cell phone and attempting to call someone.
DAVE: Come on, pick
up.
Dave puts down his
phone when no one picks up.
DAVE: Dang it! Where did you go--
The door buzzer
rings, prompting Dave to jump to his feet and run to it.
DAVE: (Hitting the
button.) Who is it?
LUCAS: (V.O.) Can I
come up?
DAVE: Where did you go?
LUCAS: I’ll explain in a minute, just let me in.
Dave concedes and
buzzes Lucas in.
DAVE: Oh boy.
A few seconds pass
before Lucas knocks on Dave’s door.
DAVE: That you?
LUCAS: Yes, now let
me in. This thing is heavy.
DAVE: What?
Dave opens the door
and sees Lucas holding the boxed flatscreen in his arms.
DAVE: Uhh, Lucas,
what is that for?
LUCAS: (walks past
Lucas) Give me a second.
Lucas sets the flat-screen down in the middle of Dave’s living room, and then turns to Dave’s
TV. He unplugs the TV, carries it to a
nearby window, opens the window, and throws the TV out.
Lucas watches as the
TV hits the pavement of the parking lot below and smashes to pieces.
LUCAS: There we go.
Lucas dusts off his
hands, closes the window and turns to Dave.
Dave merely stares
at Lucas, dumbfounded, confused and angry.
Lucas moves over to
the flat-screen he had brought in and places the receipt on top of it. He then looks at Dave once more.
LUCAS: Worth it.
And the Red Wings suck.
THE END.
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