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- GRACE
- Trip, when are you going to get rid of this?
- TRIP
- What, Grace... this?
- GRACE
- Yes, you know how I feel about it --
- TRIP
- I know I know I'll do it right now, alright?!
- GRACE
- You know I've had to ask you about this several --
- TRIP
- Get off my back! I'll get rid of it in just a minute!
- GRACE
- Fine, Trip... fine...
- (Scott knocks on the front door.)
- (Scott knocks on the front door.)
- TRIP
- Oh, he's here!
- GRACE
- What?! You said he's coming an hour from now!
- SCOTT
- I wonder if they'll like my game..
- TRIP
- No, he's right on time!
- GRACE
- Trip...!
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (Trip opens the front door.)
- TRIP
- Scott!!
- SCOTT
- Hey Trip.
- TRIP
- Hi! It's so great to see you! -- (interrupted)
- TRIP
- Great!
- TRIP
- Alright!
- TRIP
- Wow, it's really really great to see you.
- SCOTT
- So, I have this plan for a game..
- TRIP
- Y -- yeah, come in!
- TRIP
- Uh, it'll be just a sec while I go get Grace...
- SCOTT
- It's a horror ga-
- TRIP
- (unintelligable arguing)
- SCOTT
- ...
- TRIP
- (unintelligable arguing)
- SCOTT
- Will my game succeed?
- (SCOTT picks up the advice ball.)
- (The advice ball reads, "Perhaps Soon")
- (SCOTT puts down the advice ball.)
- TRIP
- (unintelligable arguing)
- SCOTT
- 'Perhaps soon..'
- GRACE
- No, no, here we are!
- GRACE
- Scott,
- GRACE
- Hi! How are you? Oh god it's been such a long time! -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- Hey
- GRACE
- Aw, H-mmm (happy smile sound)
- GRACE
- By the way, you look fabulous!
- SCOTT
- I have this plan to make a game.
- GRACE
- So come on in, make yourself at home!
- SCOTT
- It'll be a horror game.
- GRACE
- Uh...
- (Trip closes the front door.)
- SCOTT
- I have a demo for it
- GRACE
- Scott, seeing you again makes me remember the wonderful times we all used to have. -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- If there's a computer in here..
- GRACE
- Oh, well, we've -- we've missed you.
- SCOTT
- What?
- TRIP
- Whoa I just realized -- (interrupted)
- TRIP
- Uh -- well, tonight is special!
- TRIP
- Scott, remember, it was almost exactly ten years ago, tonight, that you introduced us. -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- I barely even know you.
- TRIP
- Uh, well, remember how you introduced us almost exactly ten years ago tonight?
- SCOTT
- You're just reviewing my game!
- TRIP
- Um, well, without you, we wouldn't even have this celebration.
- TRIP
- Oh, Scott, -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- I LEARNED YOUR NAME LIKE..
- PHONE
- ** RING **
- GRACE
- Oh, I'll get it --
- TRIP
- No, no no no, our friend's here, we can let the answering machine get it.
- SCOTT
- THREE DAYS AGO!
- PHONE
- ** RING **
- TRIP
- What? Wait, wait, let's just wait for the answering machine...
- PHONE
- ** RING **
- (SCOTT picks up the phone.)
- TRIP
- Scott, no! Don't do that.
- PHONE
- Hello? Hello?
- SCOTT
- Hello?
- PHONE
- Who is this? Travis, is that you? This is your mother.
- TRIP
- Uhh, that's my mother, I can hear her loud voice.
- PHONE
- I don't recognize your voice...
- GRACE
- Oh!
- PHONE
- I -- I think I have the wrong number... ** click **
- TRIP
- Okay, she's confused, as usual... just -- just hang it up.
- SCOTT
- These people don't know shit.
- SCOTT
- Games are like porn to them.
- GRACE
- Oh, I wanted to say hello --
- TRIP
- No no, come on, we're entertaining a friend in our new apartment... -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- THey know nothing.
- (SCOTT puts down the phone.)
- TRIP
- No no, you've, you've done quite enough with my parents tonight, let's not talk about them anymore... (clears throat)
- SCOTT
- ...
- SCOTT
- CAN WE TALK ABOUT MY GAME?
- GRACE
- You...
- GRACE
- You think I'm...
- GRACE
- communicative...
- SCOTT
- .. HOW IS THAT RELATED?!
- TRIP
- Ho ho ho, ha, heh you're -- you're really joking around tonight, aren't you, ha ha ha...
- GRACE
- Ha ha, yeah...
- SCOTT
- Will I ever escape?
- (SCOTT picks up the advice ball.)
- TRIP
- Ha, never afraid to push our buttons, ha ha ha, heh... -- (interrupted)
- (The advice ball reads, "Could Be")
- GRACE
- Oh, that plastic ball is Trip's little security blanket he keeps by the bar.
- (SCOTT puts down the advice ball.)
- SCOTT
- Get me a drink.
- GRACE
- You know Trip, I don't think your little advice ball looks so good on the bar.
- TRIP
- What? It's like, a funny bar toy.
- GRACE
- It's lame. It's a crappy piece of plastic sitting next to your fancy crystal cocktail glasses.
- TRIP
- (little sigh)
- SCOTT
- I cant handle your stupidity sober
- TRIP
- Huh, I think I forgot how well you two get along...
- TRIP
- Oh! Scott, what have I been waiting for -- let -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- Get me a fucking drink.
- TRIP
- Uh -- well, um, we should drink.
- SCOTT
- MY GAME PERHAPS?!
- SCOTT
- Yes.
- TRIP
- uh...
- SCOTT
- Get me Merlot.
- TRIP
- So! Drinks!
- TRIP
- But... I'm hoping we can have some fun tonight...
- TRIP
- How about a martini?
- TRIP
- Grace's dad taught me how to make these, it's a really classy drink.
- SCOTT
- Sure.
- TRIP
- Ah I knew you'd agree!
- TRIP
- Beautiful!
- SCOTT
- I
- GRACE
- Scott, Trip's getting a little carried away... maybe you just want some juice, or a mineral water?
- SCOTT
- Either's fine to me.
- GRACE
- Okay, Trip, that's what he wants!
- TRIP
- Alright... okay...
- SCOTT
- I can take a martini
- TRIP
- Oh, yeah, you know, I think I should fix you a real drink in not too long...
- SCOTT
- If you wanna fix one.
- TRIP
- Anyway, about the drinks...
- TRIP
- (little sigh) I'll just make something nice for myself then...
- SCOTT
- .. Are you going to spike it?
- TRIP
- Uh, well, it -- it's fine, it's fine...
- TRIP
- Grace, I assume you also don't want a real drink, correct? -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- Spike my drink.
- GRACE
- As for my drink...
- GRACE
- I'm going to join our friend in what he is having.
- TRIP
- Okay.
- SCOTT
- I came here to discuss a drink
- SCOTT
- I mean, a game
- GRACE
- So, Scott, ha, maybe you can give me your honest opinion about where I went wrong with -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- I leave with your wife.
- (SCOTT picks up a Grace's drink.)
- GRACE
- Oh, um, well... I -- I want to ask you...
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- GRACE
- Uhh, you know, everybody loves the view from our balcony...
- TRIP
- Yeah, yeah, it really cheers me up to stand here and look out...
- GRACE
- but I'd really rather see some trees or something... a natural green would enhance the colors of the room so much better. -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- So about my game?
- TRIP
- Grace, everything's fine, no one is complaining about your decorating...
- GRACE
- Trip, I'm sorry but this room is just not working... I'm -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- Five Nights at Freddy's.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- TRIP
- Scott, Grace, nothing's wrong, everything's fine!
- TRIP
- Well I'll just put this on the bar for you.
- SCOTT
- Yeah, everything's fine.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- SCOTT
- So
- SCOTT
- My game.
- TRIP
- N -- no, no, no, uh, wait, uh, what's wrong, Grace?
- TRIP
- um...
- GRACE
- Listen to us, we're arguing in front of our friend.
- SCOTT
- There's no arguing.
- TRIP
- Grace, come on, it's not helping things for you to say that...
- GRACE
- Trip, it's okay if we disagree in front of our friend -- -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- You guys are really nice.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- GRACE
- Oh! huh... thanks...
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- TRIP
- Oh that's nice Grace, our friend seems happy to see you again after so long.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- GRACE
- (clears throat)
- SCOTT
- You too, Trip.
- (SCOTT sits on the couch.)
- GRACE
- W -- well, wait, stay there for a sec.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- GRACE
- Ugh, I'm getting so tired of looking at this god awful work table. -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- Okay.
- GRACE
- Y -- yeah, well, stay there, I want your opinion...
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- (SCOTT gets up from the couch.)
- GRACE
- Maybe if I replaced it with... um...
- TRIP
- Do you... do you remember, Grace...
- GRACE
- What.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- TRIP
- How I proposed to you.
- GRACE
- Oh, God, Trip --
- TRIP
- Here, Scott, I'll show you.
- TRIP
- It was at Grace's parents' house, Christmas, senior year of college --
- SCOTT
- So, Five Nights at Freddy's..
- GRACE
- Trip, what are you doing?!
- TRIP
- I got on one knee, in front of everybody, and --
- GRACE
- Stop it, Trip!
- TRIP
- I pulled out a diamond ring --
- GRACE
- Trip!
- SCOTT
- I don't want to see your proposal.
- (SCOTT sips his Grace's drink.)
- TRIP
- And I said, Grace, will you marry me?
- (SCOTT puts down a Grace's drink.)
- (SCOTT picks up a player's drink.)
- TRIP
- Heh, is -- is that romantic or what?!
- SCOTT
- Thanks for your drink, Trip.
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- SCOTT
- Pretty romantic.
- TRIP
- Scott, -- (interrupted)
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- GRACE
- Oh, God, Scott, you think this is romantic? (frustrated sigh)
- SCOTT
- No.
- GRACE
- No, no no no, that was just really, really embarrassing...
- TRIP
- Grace, I -- I just wanted to share that moment -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- I really just want to discuss FNAF
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- GRACE
- Yeah.
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- TRIP
- Okay, well, I was worried there for a bit you were on Grace's side tonight, heh heh, heh.
- SCOTT
- Heh.
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- TRIP
- Oh, Scott, I thought you might like this photo I just put up from our recent trip to Italy.
- GRACE
- Uhh, it's a beautiful picture of the Italian countryside, of course he'll -- (interrupted)
- SCOTT
- I love you both, don't worry.
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- GRACE
- Scott, I think you're flirting with me to get on my good side.
- SCOTT
- Yep.
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- GRACE
- By the way, anybody, join me on the couch if you like.
- GRACE
- Scott, this is making you uncomfortable. See Trip, was it really worth it to fly us all the way to Italy so you could take that inane picture?
- (SCOTT sits on the couch.)
- GRACE
- (little sigh) I'll take the picture down later -- (interrupted)
- TRIP
- Grace...!
- SCOTT
- I really like the photo, actually.
- TRIP
- Oh, uh...
- (SCOTT sips his player's drink.)
- GRACE
- That's kind of you, I'm sure Trip's happy to hear that.
- (SCOTT puts down a player's drink.)
- TRIP
- (clears throat)
- SCOTT
- So, want to hear about FNAF?
- (SCOTT gets up from the couch.)
- GRACE
- Trip thinks carting me off to Europe will, how did you put it, thaw me out a little bit?
- (SCOTT picks up a player's drink.)
- (SCOTT puts down a player's drink.)
- (SCOTT sits on the couch.)
- TRIP
- Uhh, you're driving me insane!
- GRACE
- Ahh, no, I'm the one going insane!
- SCOTT
- Wait.
- SCOTT
- Let's talk this out.
- GRACE
- Huh? What, -- (interrupted)
- GRACE
- Look, at this point, criticizing me is just going to make it really really bad!
- (SCOTT gets up from the couch.)
- SCOTT
- LISTEN!
- GRACE
- Trip, -- (interrupted)
- GRACE
- Alright, yeah, fine...
- SCOTT
- You two are married!
- TRIP
- (little impatient sigh) Scott, I...
- SCOTT
- There's no need to argue!
- TRIP
- (frustrated sigh)
- GRACE
- Oh, Scott, yeah...
- GRACE
- I can predict what you'll say...
- GRACE
- The way you keep trying to explain everything...!
- GRACE
- Everyone tries to explain everything...
- GRACE
- Trip, our whole marriage, you're so... controlling!
- TRIP
- Oh, Jesus...!
- SCOTT
- Listen, I came to discuss FNAF!
- SCOTT
- Not help your marriage!
- GRACE
- Alright, you know what, Scott,
- GRACE
- I'm going to ask you something.
- TRIP
- Grace --
- GRACE
- Trip, let me ask our guest a question.
- SCOTT
- Okay.
- GRACE
- Scott, yes or no...
- GRACE
- Do you think it's _wrong_ for one person in a marriage to listen _too much_ to the other?
- TRIP
- What?
- GRACE
- To trust your husband or wife too much, to rely on them too much? Is that wrong?
- GRACE
- Yes or no.
- SCOTT
- No.
- GRACE
- What...?!
- GRACE
- Oh, okay... fine...
- GRACE
- Goddammit! How can I be happy when you act this way, Trip? Huh? I'm miserable!
- SCOTT
- You two should really trust
- TRIP
- Oh, Christ...!
- TRIP
- Uhh! Yeah, go on, go away!
- SCOTT
- ...
- TRIP
- I can't frigging take this!
- TRIP
- What the... goddammit!
- SCOTT
- So Trip, FNAF.
- (SCOTT sits on the couch.)
- TRIP
- What are you saying? What?
- GRACE
- What, Trip? Are you trying to talk to me?
- TRIP
- I was not talking to you!
- (SCOTT gets up from the couch.)
- SCOTT
- New Indie Game.
- TRIP
- Scott, this has never ever happened before...!
- SCOTT
- Sit in a office, watch cameras.
- GRACE
- Scott, (annoyed sigh) Trip is sometimes so...
- TRIP
- Oh ho, so we're talking about me, are we?
- GRACE
- What?
- SCOTT
- D.. Did you just..
- GRACE
- Scott, it's time that Trip finally just admits that our marriage --
- TRIP
- Grace, don't, no, you don't need to --
- SCOTT
- That wall is your bitch.
- TRIP
- You know what, Scott, that's it, you need to leave.
- SCOTT
- WAIT!
- SCOTT
- BUT FNAF!
- (Trip opens the front door.)
- TRIP
- We'll be fine -- you just have to go.
- (Trip closes the front door.)
- SCOTT
- I WAS PAYING YOU!
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- (SCOTT knocks on the front door.)
- SCOTT
- DAMN YOU!
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