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.
