Bumble Bee Page #3
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Stanley – Well that’s how I like my women, reliable and available on call.
George – I can’t believe I raised you; you’ve been nothing but a disappointment to me and your mother, you’re a disgrace to the family.
Stanley – Relax dad, you don’t look well, I don’t want you dying of a heart attack, how about you join me at the racetrack, we’ll make some money.
George – Get out of my house, I don’t want to see you here again.
Anna – Stanley please, your father is unwell.
Stanley – Well that’s not my problem I’m leaving.
Stella – Wait, please wait.
Stanley gets up from the table and he makes his way to the door.
Stanley – Goodbye stella, I have to go, I can’t believe I agreed to this get together crap.
Stella is seen at the door, with tears running down her face.
Scene change, Stanley is making his way to work he gets hired at a Hotel, The crown Plaza Royalty Hotel. On his way he sees a man on skid row, at the tube platform. He is a bearded middle-aged man, wears old torn clothes, softly spoken, carry’s a bottle of beer everywhere he goes, has a half lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth. Shabby looking guy.
Vincent – Spare change, have you got spare change.
Stanley – Hold on a minute, here you go.
Vincent – God bless you sir.
Stanley is reading the paper waiting for his train to arrive.
Vincent – Going anywhere particular.
Stanley – I’m going to work.
Vincent – Oh you’re wasting your time with them, I’ve been there, those lot worry about losing their job, they worry about their mortgage, they worry about their pension, and just when they are about to die, they worry about their funeral expense.
Vincent finds a plastic bag on the platform, he empty’s his stomach of the leftover meal he found in a nearby garbage can.
Stanley- Well thank you for your advice.
Vincent – You stay with me you’ll learn something; I might not look like much to you, but I live a better life than most of them office boys.
Vincent finds a used cigarette on the platform, he picks it up nurses it back to health and smokes it, just as Stanley looks at the arrival time, Vincent vanishes.
Scene change Stanley Is at the Crown Plaza Royalty Hotel.
Mr carter – Hurry up Stanley put on your uniform; work starts in five minutes.
Chef – Plate 3 ready for delivery, room 442b.
Stanley – I’ve got it.
Mr Carter – this is what we’ve trained you for, don’t f*** up.
Stanley rushes up the stairs of the Crown Plaza hotel with his order, he also notices a nice looking maid. He arrives at room 442b.
Room 442b – Thank you.
Stanley – Would you like anything else.
Room 442b – No that will be all.
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