An Apple A Day

EXT. DOORSTEP - NIGHT


MIKE stands on the doorstep of a house.

He pulls his hat over his eyes to protect himself from the rain.

He KNOCKS loudly three times on the door.

He looks through the window of the door and sees RANDY coming.

Randy opens the door.

MIKE
(wiping water from his eyes)
Sup?

RANDY
Not much, dude. Come on in.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT


Mike walks into the house.

Randy shuts the door.

Mike slips off his Nike shoes and leaves them on the floor mat.

RANDY
(motioning for Mike to follow him)
Come downstairs.

Mike follows Randy to the basement door.

Randy opens the door.

They go downstairs.

INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT


Mike and Randy sit on a white couch. The couch is filled with holes and covered in stains.

Across from the couch is a television. Two cordless xbox controllers sat on a coffee table in front of the couch.

Randy picks up a controller and turns it on.

RANDY
Grab a controller, man.

MIKE
Don't you think we should have a puff first?

RANDY
Why you got some?

MIKE
(reaching in his jeans pocket)
Yeah I got some good shit.

RANDY
Right on!

Randy reaches under the couch and pulls out a black box.

He seaches the box for a few seconds.

RANDY
Don't think I got any papers, man.

MIKE
Come on, theres gotta be some somewhere.

Randy looks under the couch, seaches the black box again, and seaches the coffee table.

RANDY
Nope, don't think I got any.

MIKE
(looking around)
Well fuck!

MIKE (CONT'D)
Mind if I check out the fridge?

RANDY
(squinting)
If you want to, but I can assure you, there are no papers in the fridge.

Mike LAUGHS and stands up, then climbs the steps.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT


Mike opens the refrigerator door.

He looks around, noticing leftover meat loaf, a head of lettuce, a 30 pack of Budweiser, and a bag of apples.

MIKE
(quietly)
That'll do.

He takes an apple out of the bag, then closes the refrigerator door.

He walks over beside the sink, opens a drawer, removes a small steak knife, closes the drawer.

He cuts out the center of the apple, making sure there are no seeds left behind.

MIKE (CONT'D)
There we go.

He goes back to the basement door, opens it, goes downstairs.

INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT


Mike sits back down on the couch.

MIKE
Got a pen?

Randy grabs a pen from the coffee table, hands it to Mike.

Mike takes the ink out of the pen, and shoves the pen into the side of the apple.

He takes the pen back out, cleans the chunks of apple out of it, and shoves it back in.

He reaches for his pocket and pulls out his bag of weed.

He takes out a large, golden bud, finger busts it, and puts it into the apple.

MIKE
Got a light?

Randy seaches around for a moment.

RANDY
Nope.

RANDY (CONT'D)
Actually, hold on a sec.

Randy goes upstairs and exits the basement.

Mike stands up and walks over to a stack of dvds.

He looks through them and notices Dogma, American Pie, Road Trip, Stealing Harvard, Harold and Kumar go to White Castle.

Randy comes back down the stairs and hands Mike a barbecue lighter.

MIKE
(pointing at the dvds)
Dogma is some good shit. Chris Rock is hilarious in it.

RANDY
(grabs the dvd)
Want to watch it?

MIKE
Yeah, that would be badass. Let's get high first.

Mike grabs the apple, puts his mouth on the pen, holds the lighter over the weed, while inhaling.

MIKE
(coughing)
Hit that.

Randy takes the apple.

RANDY
First time smoking from an apple.

Randy takes a long hard draw from the pen in the apple.

He COUGHS hard, blowing smoke out of his mouth and nostrils.

MIKE
Potent, eh?

RANDY
(still coughing)
I'd say.

They pass the apple back and forth a few times. Randy COUGHS with each hit.

Mike looks into the hole, where the weed was at.

MIKE
Just about pooched.

He sets the apple on the coffee table.

MIKE (CONT'D)
Smoke more or wait a while?

RANDY
(wiping the tears from his eyes)
Let's wait a while. Watch the movie?

MIKE
Yeah, man.

Randy takes the dvd out of the case, walks over to the dvd player, puts it in.

He goes back to the couch and sits down.

On a wide screen, the intro goes by, and Matt Damon and Ben Affleck sit on a bench talking.

MIKE
Love the writing in this.

Randy looks at him with a look of confusion on his face.

RANDY
Well I suppose you were a genius in school after all.

MIKE
Fuck off.

RANDY
Hey, you remember that time Patrick was over, and we were watching that horror movie, and a blade came out of nowhere and cut that guys head off...

Randy starts LAUGHING.

RANDY (CONT'D)
And Patrick started grabbing a hold of his neck and choking like it was his head getting chopped off?

MIKE
(laughing)
Then he falls on the floor and starts rolling around while holding on to his neck and making these funny noises!

They both BURST into LAUGHTER.

RANDY
(holding onto his stomach)
Oh... That guy...

MIKE
Reminds me of Golem from Lord of the Rings.

They look at each other and BURST out again.

Finally they regain their composure. They sit back and enjoy the movie.

END OF SAMPLE

*This is the first script I've written in a while. I was very careful about making sure it was in the proper screenplay format. If you like it, tell me, and I will expand this script. Quality reviews preferred.*