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EXT - NIGHT 


A young shy man in his 20's knocks on a door. He is scared of the world and lonely as fuck. Its cold outside, so cold you can see his breath. He moves around to stay warm. He waits to deliver the pizza. His name is Paul.  

A man around 40 answers the door, he seems drunk, we can hear loud music coming from inside the house


Man 

About fuckin time 


Paul 

Yeah sorry 


Paul hands the man the bag off food 

The man takes a quick look into the bag 

 Paul 

That'll be (looking at the receipt) £36.70


Man 

Where's the garlic mayo?


Paul 

err, I'm not sure, they just give me the bag and 


Man 

Fuck me. We asked for a pot of garlic mayo 


Paul 

Oh, there's nothing on the receipt


Man 

I said on the phone a pot of garlic mayo


Paul 

I'm sorry about that


Man 

Well I'm not paying until you get it 


Paul 

Sorry, its just-


Man 

And by the time you go there and come back it'll be cold. You know what mate just fucking forget it 

The man slams the door shut in Paul's face 

Paul knocks on the door again and waits

no one answers 

He knocks again 

No answer 

He walks back to his car in defeat 


CUT TO 

INT - KEBAB SHOP 

A busy kitchen is working away, the boss Pedro shouts at Paul with his thick accent


Pedro 

How many fuckin times I tell you? How many times? 


Paul 

I know, im sorry 


Pedro 

Can you read this? Are you blind? Where does it say garlic mayo?


Paul 

I know, but he said 


Pedro

Oh he said? and if I said I was a skinny blonde bitch with big tits would you fuck me?

Paul doesn't answer

Pedro 

Would you fuck me?


Paul 

No, Look I'm sorry


Pedro 

Third time this week Paul. Third time this week. You wanna give people food for free? You not know how business works? I'm loosing more money than I'm paying you. Your always late. You take the piss. You take the fuckin piss outta me, in my shop. 1 more chance, I give you one more chance. I should have my fuckin head looked at, but I give you one more chance, then your out okay?


Paul 

Yeah okay


Pedro 

I fuckin warn you, okay? ill see you tomorrow, and don't be fuckin late 

The other workers look and smile, talking among their self's 

Pedro turns to one 

Pedro 

That fuckin guy 


Paul leaves the shop 

He drives home in the dark






















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