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THREE GUYS IN AN ELEVATOR

Erik, Lauritz, Dirkje

2020
INT. OFFICE ELEVATOR - DAY
1. INT. OFFICE ELEVATOR - DAY
We see the inside of an elevator. The door opens, and three
guys in suits, JOHN, RYAN, and ELLIOT, all enter the elevator
one at a time.

RYAN
Morning, John.

JOHN
Morning, Ryan.
ELLIOT
Hey Ryan, John.
RYAN
Elliot.

Ryan presses the button for the second-to-top floor. The


doors close, and there is a short moment of quietness.

JOHN
So how's the family, Ryan?

RYAN
Oh, ya'know, the usual. Trying to
sell the ol' lodge. Went shopping
for houses this weekend.
JOHN
Oh, nice.

There's a short break.


ELLIOT
Such an ugly word. Houses.

RYAN
Hm?
ELLIOT
If it were up to me, it'd be hice.
Like in mice. Mouse, mice, house,
hice.
Ryan looks at Elliot with slight judgement.
JOHN
Don't you think it'd be better to
fix mice? Doesn't even make sense,
mice. Sounds like rice.
ELLIOT
You're saying it should be mouses?
JOHN
Yeah, why not.

ELLIOT
2.

ELLIOT
That's even worse. Mice sounds way
better than mouses.
RYAN
Guys, I haven't even had my morning
coffee yet. It's too early for
this.
John and Elliot both ignore him.
JOHN
It's several houses, and several
mouses. Makes more sense!
The elevator dings, the doors open and 3 more colleagues walk
in. The conversation dies down. The elevator goes up, dings,
stops again, doors open, the 3 colleagues leave again,
leaving behind only Ryan, John and Elliot.
We see Ryan's face. He closes his eyes, seemingly
anticipating the return of the argument.

ELLIOT
Sense or not, it sounds bad.
(scoffs)
Mouses.
Ryan sighs.

JOHN
The English language is suppposed
to make sense. It's not intended to
sound good like some fuckin'
lullaby.
ELLIOT
When has the English language ever
made sense? None of it makes any
fuckin' sense. At least make it fun
to speak.
JOHN
Hice makes me want to throw up. Not
very fun, is it.
RYAN
(frustrated)
Potato, potato, tomato, tomato,
hice, mice, houses, mouses, it
doesn't fucking matter. Grow up.
The elevator dings again. The doors open, Ryan leaves first.
Elliot and John shoot eachother a quick glance and shrug.
They leave, following Ryan to their offices at a short
distance.

THE END.

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