My Series

Bad Timing Part 2

Scene: Merton's Tux Fitting

Tommy: I look ridiculous.

Merton: No you don't.

(Tommy's eyes glow and he grows in Merton's direction.)

Merton: Fine, I will pick another one.

(Scene closes as Merton brings horrific looking tuxedoes into the dressing room for Tommy to try on.)

Scene: Loraine's Dress Fitting

Charlie: I think we should go red.

Loraine: Yeah black is too, well black.

Flower Girl: I like purple.

Loraine: Of course you do.

(Loraine rolls her eyes and the scene closes as the seamstress brings out the perfect dress and Loraine becomes ecstatic.)

Scene: Merton's Bachelor party.

(Merton I sitting in an odd shaped chair.)

Merton: This is awesome guys, thank you.

Tommy: It was our pleasure.

(Merton becomes drunk and Tommy has to drive him home.)

Merton: (drunk) Hold on, I have to find my keys.

Tommy: No way, I'm taking you home.

Merton: Why?

Tommy: Merton you are drunk.

Merton: What are you talking about? I'm fine.

Tommy: (Gestures to Merton, as if to pull him along.) Let's go.

Merton: No.

Tommy: Merton, get in the car.

Merton: No…(Tommy growls at Merton) fine.

Scene: Tommy is dragging Merton into Tommy and Alyssa's house.

Tommy: (struggling) Come on buddy let's go.

Merton: (moans) Oh I feel sick.

Tommy: No way you are throwing up on me. Come on, you are getting married tomorrow. You cannot be in a hangover.

(Merton throws up all over Tommy's pants.)

Tommy: ewwwww.

(Merton is now asleep on Tommy.)

Tommy: (struggling) Come on buddy. Let's get you inside.

(Tommy drops Merton onto the couch.)

(Tommy's fiancé Alyssa is upstairs in bed.)

Alyssa: Tommy? Is that you?

Tommy: (under his breath) Oh no, Alyssa. (yells up the stairs) Coming sweetie.

Merton: Oh Tommy, I love you too.

Tommy: Ok Merton, you need to be quiet. I am going upstairs so, silence ok. Alyssa is waiting.

Merton: Who's Alyssa?

Tommy: My fiancé. Merton I have told you that one million times.

Merton: Oh, ok. Good night sugar bottom.

Tommy: (breathes in) I. (dramatic pause) Oh whatever.

(Merton snores.)

Scene: Tommy and Alyssa are in bed.

Alyssa: Tommy, why is Merton drunk, and sleeping on our couch.

Tommy: Pshh, What are you talking about? (Looks around the room.)How do you know that?

Alyssa: I heard him snoring. And I kind of overheard the whole sugar bottom thing.

Tommy: I'm sorry, I couldn't take him home. What would Loraine think?

Alyssa: True. Well goodnight baby.

Tommy: Goodnight sweetheart. (Puts his hand on Alyssa's stomach.) Goodnight baby.

(The lights go off and they both lie down.)

(Alyssa suddenly sits up.)

Tommy: What's the matter?

Alyssa: Baby. It's time.

Tommy: Oh not now.

(Alyssa screams.)

Tommy: Ok now is good. Ok I'll get your bags. You go find your shoes.

Alyssa: (Breathes out, holding her stomach.) Ok.

Scene: 20 minutes later.

(Alyssa is slowly making her way down the driveway and into the car.)

Tommy: (Runs by Alyssa.) Ok bags. Check. Camera. Check. Car seat. Check. Alyssa. Che..? Oh my god! Baby I am so sorry. (runs back up to Alyssa.)

Alyssa: (Hands on lower back.) Ok. Let's go.

Scene: In the car on the way to the Hospital.

(Alyssa is still screaming.)

Tommy: Ok baby, could you try not to have this little baby in my car. It's leather.

Alyssa: Are you kidding me?

Tommy: Sorry.

Scene: Hospital Lobby.

(Tommy runs in holding all the bags.)

Tommy: I need a wheel chair. I am having a baby!

Nurse: Sir, you look fine to me.

Tommy: My fiancé.

Nurse: Well that makes more sense but where is she?

Tommy: Oh right. She's in the car. I will be right back.

(Tommy runs back in with Alyssa in his arms.)

Tommy: Do you believe me now?

Nurse: Oh my! Uh, I need a wheel chair now! (Gestures toward the interns in the hallway.)

Scene: Maternity Ward Room 666.

(Alyssa is in the hospital bed.)

Alyssa: Give me drugs!

Tommy: Honey, are you sure? Didn't you want a natural child birth?

(Alyssa grabs Tommy by the collar.)

Alyssa: Now!

Tommy: (Shrieks) Ok, ok.

Alyssa: (Starting to calm down.) Tommy give me your hand.

Tommy: Sure, anything for you.

(Alyssa grips Tommy's hand.)

Tommy: Ouch. Ok throbbing pain. (begins to wolf out.)

Alyssa: Tommy you know you cannot do that here.)

Tommy: (Whimpering.) I'm sorry. You know I don't handle pain well.

8 hours later…

(Tommy is now in the waiting room.)

(Doctor comes out and slowly pulls down his mask.)

Doctor: Mr. Dawkins, I am sorry to say that during the strain of child birth we lost one of the babies.

Tommy: What? Are you serious?

Doctor: Unfortunately yes. I am sorry sir.