dennis and eric

DENNIS: I like nachos.

ERIC: Yeah? Well prepare to die, motherfucker! I know what you've done!
DENNIS: What have I done?

ERIC: You've eaten my last bag of nachos.

DENNIS: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know they were special.

ERIC: They were! And now you have to pay the price.

Stage direction: Eric storms off, slamming the door behind him.

Scene change: The kitchen, with a variety of ingredients and cooking utensils scattered around the counter.
DENNIS: (looking around nervously) Uh, I can make more nachos.

ERIC (off-stage): (yelling) Don't even try it!
ERIC (off-stage): (yelling) It's too late for that!
ERIC (off-stage): (yelling) I already called the police!
ERIC (on-stage): (storming into the kitchen) You think this is over? No, this is just the beginning!
ERIC: (pointing a gun towards Dennis) I'll make sure you never eat nachos again, you hear me?

ERIC: (smirking) You should have thought twice before taking my precious nachos.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) This is just the beginning. You'll see.

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.
DENNIS: (panicking) What do I do now?

ERIC: (off-stage) (laughing maniacally) You run! Run as fast as you can!
DENNIS: (jumping out of a window) Help! Somebody, please help me!

(Scene changes to a busy street, with people rushing by and cars honking in the background.)

DENNIS: (panting) I don't know how much longer I can run for.

ERIC (off-stage): (laughing maniacally) That's where you're wrong, motherfucker. I'll be waiting for you.

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.
DENNIS: (terrified) Eric, what are you doing?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) I am going to get my revenge! I will not rest until I have made you suffer for taking my nachos!

DENNIS: (crying) Please, don't do this. I'm begging you, Eric.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.
ERIC (laughing maniacally): Time to teach you a lesson, Dennis.
ERIC: (pointing a gun at Dennis) Drop to your knees!

DENNIS: (whimpering) I-I can't, Eric...please.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) Oh, I think you can. Now drop to your knees!

(Scene changes to a dimly lit room, with a single spotlight illuminating Eric and Dennis.)

ERIC: (raising his gun higher) You know what I'm going to do, don't you, Dennis?

DENNIS: (tearfully) Please, Eric...no.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now. I'm going to end this right here, right now.

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.



DENNIS: (screaming) No, Eric, please! Don't!

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now, Dennis. I'm going to make sure you never eat nachos again.
DENNIS: (desperately) Eric, please...we can work this out. We can find a way to replace the nachos.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) No, we can't. I want you to feel the pain and suffering that you caused me.

DENNIS: (crying) Please, Eric...don't do this.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.



ERIC (laughing maniacally): Time to teach you a lesson, Dennis.



ERIC: (pointing a gun at Dennis) Drop to your knees!

DENNIS: (whimpering) I-I can't, Eric...please.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) Oh, I think you can. Now drop to your knees!

(Scene changes to a dimly lit room, with a single spotlight illuminating Eric and Dennis.)

ERIC: (raising his gun higher) You know what I'm going to do, don't you, Dennis?

DENNIS: (tearfully) Please, Eric...no.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now. I'm going to end this right here, right now.

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.



DENNIS: (screaming) No, Eric, please! Don't!

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now, Dennis. I'm going to make sure you never eat nachos again.
DENNIS: (desperately) Eric, please...is there any way to avoid this?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) I want you to feel the pain and suffering that you caused me. There is no way out of this.

DENNIS: (crying) Please, Eric...don't do this.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!

DENNIS: (panicked) Okay, Eric, I understand. I won't take your nachos again. Just let me go.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) You think that's enough? I won't stop until you suffer for taking my nachos.

DENNIS: (terrified) Eric, please...is there anything else I can do?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) You should have known better than to mess with the wrong person. It's too late now.

(Scene changes to a dimly lit room, with a single spotlight illuminating Eric and Dennis.)

DENNIS: (desperate) Eric, please...let me go. I won't take your nachos again. I swear.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now. I'm going to end this right here, right now.

DENNIS: (crying) Eric, please...don't do this. I beg you, Eric, please.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.



ERIC (laughing maniacally): Time to teach you a lesson, Dennis.



ERIC: (pointing a gun at Dennis) Drop to your knees!

DENNIS: (whimpering) I-I can't, Eric...please.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) Oh, I think you can. Now drop to your knees!

(Scene changes to a dimly lit room, with a single spotlight illuminating Eric and Dennis.)

ERIC: (raising his gun higher) You know what I'm going to do, don't you, Dennis?

DENNIS: (tearfully) Please, Eric...no.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now. I'm going to end this right here, right now.

DENNIS: (crying) Eric, please...don't do this. I beg you, Eric, please.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!

(Scene changes to a dark alley, with shadows looming on both sides.)

ERIC (voiceover): (ominous tone) You shouldn't have messed with the wrong person.



ERIC (laughing maniacally): Time to teach you a lesson, Dennis.



ERIC: (pointing a gun at Dennis) Drop to your knees!

DENNIS: (whimpering) I-I can't, Eric...please.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) Oh, I think you can. Now drop to your knees!

(Scene changes to a dimly lit room, with a single spotlight illuminating Eric and Dennis.)

ERIC: (raising his gun higher) You know what I'm going to do, don't you, Dennis?

DENNIS: (tearfully) Please, Eric...no.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) It's too late for that now. I'm going to end this right here, right now.

DENNIS: (crying) Eric, please...don't do this. I beg you, Eric, please.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me!
DENNIS: (still crying) I'm really sorry, Eric. I didn't realize how much those nachos meant to you.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) Sorry doesn't cut it, motherfucker. You've crossed a line.

DENNIS: (desperate) Is there any way to make this right? Can we find another solution?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) No, you've gone too far. I'm going to make sure you never eat nachos again.

DENNIS: (panicked) Okay, Eric, I understand. I won't take your nachos again. Just let me go.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) You think that's enough? I won't stop until you suffer for taking my nachos.

DENNIS: (crying) Eric, please...is there anything else I can do?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) You should have known better than to mess with the wrong person. It's too late now.
DENNIS: (trying to calm down) Alright, Eric. Let's think this through. I apologize for taking your nachos, I really did. Is there anything we can do to make things right?

ERIC: (still laughing maniacally) Sorry doesn't cut it, motherfucker. You've crossed a line. But maybe we can find a compromise. How about I give you some of my favorite snacks, and you promise never to touch my nachos again?

DENNIS: (grateful) That sounds fair. I promise I won't take your nachos again.

ERIC: (laughing less) Good. I have some popcorn, chips, and salsa if you want to try them.

DENNIS: (excited) Yes, please! I would love to try those.

ERIC: (still laughing maniacally) Alright then. Just remember, motherfucker, you've been warned. If you ever touch my nachos again, there will be consequences.
DENNIS: My mom said that you shouldn't lie to people, especially when it comes to food.

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) I don't care what your mom says. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to protect my nachos.

DENNIS: (panicking) What are you going to do?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) I don't know yet, but I'm certain it will involve making you suffer.

DENNIS: (crying) Please, Eric, don't do this. I beg you, Eric, please.

ERIC: (ignoring Dennis' pleas) You should have known better than to take something that belongs to me.

DENNIS: (desperate) Is there anything else I can do to make things right?

ERIC: (laughing maniacally) You should have known better than to mess with the wrong person. It's too late now.
DENNIS: I apologize, Eric. I should have realized the importance of your nachos.

ERIC: (smiling) It's alright, motherfucker. I forgive you. But you still have to promise me never to take my nachos again.

DENNIS: (nodding) I promise. I won't ever touch your nachos again.

ERIC: (grinning) Good. Now come with me, I'll show you my favorite snacks.

DENNIS: (following Eric) Alright, let's go.

(Scene changes to a cozy living room, with a variety of snacks arranged on a coffee table. Eric and Dennis are sitting comfortably on a couch, enjoying their snacks together.)