(The Verge) –
EXT. Central New Jersey – day
We see the town’s banner that reads: “April Fool’s Day.”
INT. Tom’s Living Room – evening
Sam, a 17 year old house sitter, is quietly sitting on the couch reading a book when Tom, the single 34 year old home owner, walks through the front door after a work day.
TOM
Hello Sam.
SAM
Hey Mr. Smith.
TOM
How was your day?
SAM
Rough.
He gives her a confused look.
TOM
Speak.
SAM
Well…
TOM
Well?…
SAM
Sit.
He sits.
TOM
(sitting)
Wait, where’s Charlie?
SAM
He’s checked out. (beat) I mean he has gone to meet his maker.
TOM
Oh, Charlie loves Ms. Maker’s melons. What a good neighbor. (beat) Forget dogs, Ms. Maker’s melons are a man’s best friend. I guess I should go get him.
He stands up from couch. Sam tries to stop him.
SAM
No, he’s out back!
TOM
I thought you said he departed.
SAM
I did.
TOM
Hopefully he’s not back there digging up my daisies.
He walks to the back door.
SAM
He’s more like pushing them.
TOM
In that case he’s done for.
SAM
Pretty sure he already is.
TOM
I’ll get him.
He opens the door. Sam gets up from the couch.
SAM
Mr. Smith he’s six feet under!
Tom
He can dig all he wants. No hole is deep enough for him to hide… Charlie! Come here Charlie!
SAM
No! He’s asleep!
Tom continues peaking out the back door.
TOM
So I’ll wake him up.
SAM
He kicked the bucket!
TOM
So pick it up!
SAM
Croaked!
TOM
Pepsi!
She pauses, gives Tom a confused look. He answers.
TOM
I want Pepsi, not Coke.
She becomes frustrated.
SAM
Are you deaf?
TOM
Charlie’s dead?!
She shakes her head, annoyed.
SAM
Yes!
She turns walking away, headed for the front door. Tom follows her. She stops and turns.
SAM
Stay!
Tom stops.
TOM
But?…
SAM
Fool.
Tom looks confused.
TOM
April Fool’s?
SAM
No. (beat) Just you.
TOM
Rough.
She walks out the front door.
Fades to black.
