2019 Dialogue-Writing Challenge: Day 6
Scott Myers
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SCENE 6 OF 10

INT. — AFTERNOON VATICAN BANQUET HALL 5214 SUNSET BLVD, LOS ANGELES, CA 90027

Larry and Peg are walking around the banquet hall to see if it can be a contender for their upcoming wedding.

LARRY

Um, There’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about. Peg.

PEG

Well, you can talk to me about anything Larry, that’s what I love about you, we can speak the truth to each other, we have nothing to fear.

LARRY

Truth.

PEG

Truth, what’s up?

LARRY

Your parents.

PEG

My parents period.

LARRY

They’re dirt poor.

PEG

We discussed this. Yes, dirt poor. They popped baby after baby and couldn’t afford to feed all the babies. We both know that.

CUT TO:

INT. — EVENING DOGTROT HOUSE, MONTGOMERY COUNTY, ALABAMA 1960’S, PEG’S MOTHER AND FATHER INSIDE THE SHARECROPPERS HOUSE FULL OF KIDS, MAYBE 10 — 12 LIVING IN DESTITUTE POVERTY.

FADE IN:

INT. AFTERNOON VATICAN BANQUET HALL 5214 SUNSET BLVD, LOS ANGELES, CA 90027

Larry and Peg exit the hall into the California sunshine.

PEG

I remember I spent most winter nights as a kid sobbing under my torn blanket because I was hungry, freezing, because our wood stove had gone cold from lack of fuel.

LARRY

Your mom and dad have nothing.

PEG

I started working at 12. I worked through high school, two jobs to put myself through college. I got a professional job that paid my bills. I had some left over. I paid for mom and dads to stay with me rather than see them homeless.

LARRY

What did you think’s going to happen once we’re married?

PEG

My mother tells me her giant size collection of Beanie Babies, which I paid for, I might ad, will be worth millions of dollars someday.

LARRY

My brothers and sisters married rich.

PEG

If we cut my parents out of this they’ll have no place to go.

LARRY

I’m not here to marry your parents.

PEG

But Larry, you owe me.

“Screech!” — Car horn blaring, “HONK, HONK,HONK! they’re sideswiped as they cross the street.

LARRY

I don’t owe you nothing.

Peg stops both of them, instantly, right in their tracks looking into Larry’s eyes, bearing a suffering, pained, hurt look ready to cry.

PEG

Don’t you love me? END.