EXT. APARTMENT COMPLEX
A young guy, let’s call him COMRADE, is relaxing on his couch playing a handheld game.
Our main guy, let’s call him GUY, slumps up the stairs and leans his head over the railing morosely.
Comrade pays no mind
Aw nothing, I just REALLY wanted to go to a show tonight but I don’t have the cash.
Ah, well. That sucks.
Are there any more “shows” coming up soon?
Yeah, duh! but in like THREE WEEKS.
And like a TOTALLY different show, so it TOTALLY doesn’t even matter
Maybe by then your luck will have changed.
A light suddenly shines on Guy
He runs and jumps on the couch
Do you have any change? like spare change lying around?!
I need it!
Can I please have some?!
Inside of closet
The closet opens and there, illuminated in the center, is a large clear jar filled with coins
Guy gasps and grabs it, starts running out the door
What are you doing?!
Here, come on let’s go! I’ll pay you back, don’t ask any questions!
EXT. PERFORMANCE CENTER
Illuminated establishing shot, Night.
INT. PERFORMANCE CENTER
A classical musical piece begins
Meanwhile, the two friends buckle up and drive
EXT. and INT. WAL-MART
They arrive at Wal-Mart, run inside to the Coin-Star machine
Quick shots of them turning in their money are interspersed with coverage from the Performance at the Performance Center
After getting their Cash, the friends hurry to the Performance Center, hop out of the car and run
As the musical piece crescendos, they reach the doors, only to find the show is sold out and they themselves are locked out
There is applause from within the Performance Center, yet our protagonists fall to the wayside, out of breath, defeated.
You know…now that I think about it…
I bet you they would have accepted Debit.
Comrade slowly turns and stares Guy down.
CUT TO BLACK.