Get her out of the house
Int. Night- bedroom
A woman is sitting on the edge of a bed uncomfortably. She has a bottle of whiskey at her feet. She is distractedly reading Revenge of the Lawn while in another room, two men are laughing loudly and talking softly. One man enters the room. He is drunk and merry. He is holding a cup of Ramen in his hands. The woman closes the book and looks up sheepishly. During this exchange, the man is friendly and in high spirits; the woman is nervous.
MAN
What are you reading?
WOMAN
Revenge of the Lawn.
MAN
Can’t say I’ve heard of it. Are you thirsty or anything?
woman
No, I’ve got my whiskey.
MAN
That shit is disgusting.
WOMAN
It’s delicious.
MAN
Are you hungry?
WOMAN
For that?
MAN
Yeah.
WOMAN
What flavor is it?
MAN
Beef or something.
WOMAN
I don’t eat meat. Remember, I told you I was vegetarian?
MAN
But it’s good. Good and meaty.
WOMAN
What, like processed, dehydrated, and then reconstituted meaty?
The man laughs like he can’t believe his ears. He is still smiling.
MAN
(loudly and while laughing, presumably to his friend in the other room)
Who the fuck is this girl? Get her out of my house.
The man walks out of the room abruptly. The woman sits silent for a while, looking mortified and unsure. She starts to grab her bag, puts it on her lap, looks at the door like she is going to sneak out, but instead stays put. She opens the book, but is not looking at it. The man reenters much less jocularly, trying to act more sober. He is taking off his shoes and belt.
MAN
Did you still want to watch that movie?
WOMAN
(repentedly)
I’m really sorry. I wasn’t judging you…Did you want me to go?
MAN
…No.
They look at each other suspiciously like they don’t know what the other is getting at.
