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  Posted: October 29, 2019      Views: 26

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a one scene script
"Scene at a Honey Dew Dipping 7" by Bill Schott

End of last scene...

Pez: Well, when you're done lighting that stogee, you should use the other match to set this two-room out-house ablaze.
Pallas: Should I be hearing this?
Pez: Forget about the whole day, bro. Zeb and I will clean it all up and that'll be that.

Pez and Zeb stand in the center of the house. Pez is holding what looks like a glass bottle of water.

Pez: I found this bottle of Everclear next to the magazine rack. 

Zeb: I sip that when I'm meloncholy.

Pez: Only a bit gone. Guess you've been wearing your rose-colored glasses lately.

Zeb : You know them ain't critter guts in there, right?

Pez: Clearly.

Zeb: I made up that place where I said Sookie went. Them two never left this house.

Pez: Well, I think they may have slipped out on the underground pipeline.

Zeb: Can you find it in ya to forgive me and forget what I done here?

Pez: No one is going to know what happened to Aunt Sookie and the mailman.

Scene shifts to the back yard and two hours have passed.  Pallas walks up to Pez who is standing next to a filled in septic tank hole. The house before them is on fire and the flames are dancing in the windows as smoke rolls out.

Pallas: (Wide-eyed and yelling)  What is going on!

Pez: Accident. Zeb fell asleep in his chair drinking Everclear. His cigar must have touched it off and he was burned up in a house fire.

Pallas: Am I supposed to believe that story?

Pez: You are.

Pallas: (
Reading his older brother's face for a moment)  Should we call the fire department?

Pez: I'm sure Zeb's neighbors will eventually notice this dumpster fire and notify them.

Pallas: Our fire department has the reputation of having never lost a foundation.

Pez: Let's get home. I'm hungry as hell.

Pallas: Your turn to cook. What's for dinner?

Pez: I'm thinking -- spaghetti.


Author Notes
Everclear = legal moonshine; 180 proof
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