ADDICTED TO REVENGE

Written By
Loraine McBarron

lmcbarron@icloud.com
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Copyright(c) 2019
INT. SUBURBAN HOME OFFICE - DAY

ROY GAGE, 40, well-groomed and fit, dressed casually, walks

into his home office carrying a mug of coffee. He takes a
seat in front of his computer.

The camera angle is on Roy's face (computer screen not

shown) as he stares at his screen. His eyes widen and he is
mad at what he views.

ROY
What the hell!

He quickly closes the site and turns his computer off. He

stands up enraged.

ROY (CONT'D)
John, get your ass down here!

Roy walks out into the hallway and almost bumps into his 16
year old son JOHN GAGE, thin and pale-faced who is carrying
a huge sandwich in one hand and a can of pop in the other.

JOHN
Hey, watch it.

ROY
You dare to talk to me that way!
You sick spoiled little brat! This
is what you do to me?

Roy grabs John by his shirt and gets in his face.

ROY (CONT'D)
I'm so mad I could punch you!

JOHN
Go ahead! Do it!

Roy lifts his arm with his fingers curled into a fist. John
and Roy have a staring match. Roy slowly lowers his arm and
releases his hold on John's shirt.

ROY
I think I'll deal with this
another way.

John smiles at Roy and takes a huge bite of his sandwich.

He talks with his mouth full.

JOHN
And how will that work?
 2.

ROY
Your porn addiction has gotten out
of control. I can kinda understand
why it got worse with your mom's
death.

JOHN
So much so that you took my phone
and my laptop away.

ROY
I just wanted to help you son.

JOHN
You caused all this shit! I found
out about your secret lover on
your computer. That's the real
reason why Mom killed herself.

Roy takes a seat on the couch. He rubs his head in a

frustrated manner.

ROY
That's not it. You know she
suffered from depression.

John looks at him.

JOHN
She loved you and trusted you!

John reaches into his pocket and takes out his cellphone.

ROY
I've got to save myself now. I'm
calling the police.

JOHN
Go ahead! They aren't going to
believe you. I'm just a goofy
teen. I'm not into that kiddie
porn stuff, that's your thing!
It's time for you to go.

ROY
You set me up. You're crazy just
like your mother was!

JOHN
Don't you dare talk about her that
way! She was just a sensitive
person who couldn't handle your
betrayal.
 3.

ROY
Don't put all the blame on me. It
doesn't mean that I didn't love
her. I just needed a bit of joy
and happiness in my life.

JOHN
Yea, and you took that away from
me.

ROY
You're talking about your laptop
and porn now, aren't you?

JOHN
Which I will soon be getting back!

Roy still has his cellphone in his hand and waves it in the
air.

ROY
No you won't! The cops will see
your history of sites that you
have visited.

JOHN
Do you think I'm stupid! I
completed wiped out all before
handing it over to you. They
won't find a trace of anything.

ROY
They will find your fingerprints
on my keyboard!

The front doorbell rings. Roy looks at John.

JOHN
I wore gloves. Are you expecting
anyone?

John casually pulls out a cellphone (the one that had been
taken away from him by his father) from his pocket.

JOHN (CONT'D)
I am.

FADE OUT.

THE END.