Office Space Page #6

He peeks over the wall again. The computer finally finished saving and

he turns it off. He peeks over the wall but Bill's not there. He gets

ready to leave and almost runs into Bill.

BILL:

Hello Peter. What's happening? Um, I'm gonna need you go ahead and come

in tomorrow. So if you could be here around nine, that would be great.

(starts to walk away) Oh, oh, yea…I forgot. I'm gonna also need you to

come in Sunday too. We, uh, lost some people this week and we need to

sorta catch up. Thanks.

[Scene Outside the clinic. A sign says

Hypnotherapist; Dr. Swanson, CCS; Anxiety, Depression, Marriage, Weight

Loss, Smoking, Insurance

Cut to inside. Anne is with Peter. Opposite them are Dr. Swanson and

two other patients.

PETER:

So I'm sitting in my cubicle today and I realized that ever since I

started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the

day before it. So it means that every single day you see me, that's on

the worse day of my life.

DR. SWANSON

What about today? Is today the worse day of your life?

PETER:

Yeah.

DR. SWANSON

Oh, that's bad stuff.

PETER:

I'm sorry.

DR. SWANSON

Ok.

PETER:

But is there any way that you, you could just sock me out so there's no

way that I'll know I'm at work? Right here? (points to his head) Can I

just come home and think I've been fishing all day or something?

DR. SWANSON

That's really not what I do, Peter. However, the good news is, I think

I can help you. I want you to do something for me, Peter. (dims the

lights) I want you to try and relax. I want you to relax every muscle

in your body, from your toes to your fingertips. Now I want you to

relax your legs. You're going to begin to feel your eyelids getting

heavy as you slip deeper and deeper into a state of complete

relaxation. the air of concerns to you is disappearing. Deeper, way

down, your concerns about your job melts away. Way, way down. Now when

I count backwards from three, you'll be in a state of complete

relaxation. your worries, cares and ambitions will be gone. And you

will remain in that state until I snap my fingers. Three. Deeper and

deeper. Way down, way down. Two. Way down. One.

He faints out of the chair and everyone rushes to his aid.

ANNE:

Oh my God, Dr. Swanson! Ooh! Ooh! Is he dead? Oh!

She runs to get help. Peter just sits there and smiles. The hypnosis

thing apparently worked...

[Scene Peter's bedroom. Saturday morning, 8:00. His alarm clock beeps

and he sits up. He looks at the clock and decides to go back to sleep.]

Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings and the answering

machine picks up.

BILL:

Yah, hi. It's Bill Lundbergh. It's about ten o' clock, uh, wondering

where you are.

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