One Chance Page #3
PAUL:
How many have said yes so far?
BRADDON:
(calculating)
S’about... I’m still tinkering with the
approach, but erection is the mother of
invention, yes? Right, what can we do ya
for? Something compact, ‘round five-
hundred minutes a month with unlimited
text and a free shaving kit?
PAUL:
Actually, I was wondering if the
position’s still open.
BRADDON:
The position?
PAUL:
The job.
BRADDON:
You want to work here, what in god’s name
for?
PAUL:
Because I love mobile phones?
BRADDON:
Lying will get you everywhere.
Hands him an application, then snatches it back...
BRADDON (CONT’D)
Have you got a girlfriend?
8.
PAUL:
Yes? Well, sort of-- Not really.
Braddon snatches the application back again...
BRADDON:
Boyfriend then?
PAUL:
Oh no, she’s definitely a girl, I’m sure
of it.
BRADDON:
Okay, as long as you’re sure.
Paul takes the application and gets to work.
EXT. PORT TALBOT STREET - NIGHT
Paul walks home from the interview, passes a pub, The
Forge Tavern, from which numerous UNION MEN have spilled
out onto the sidewalk.
Paul lowers his head and gives the men a wide berth, until
one DRUNK man stumbles into him and “accidentally” drops
his beer.
FIRST DRUNK:
Watch where you’re going, Martha.
PAUL:
Sorry.
He tries not to break stride, but the man grabs his arm
threateningly...
FIRST DRUNK:
Sorry ain’t gonna pay for a new pint, is
it?
Suddenly, the drunk is jerked backwards and ends up on his
ass.
ROLAND:
(standing over him)
I’ll thank you to leave him alone now,
Peter.
FIRST DRUNK:
‘Not my fault he can’t walk straight.
SECOND DRUNK:
Probably ‘cause his teeth are all
crooked.
9.
THIRD DRUNK:
Or it’s that enormous ass of his.
ROLAND:
One more word.
SECOND DRUNK:
And what?
ROLAND:
And your next shift will be in the queue
at the unemployment office.
Finally, they all back down to his seniority. Roland helps
ROLAND (CONT’D)
Now come on Bill and apologize to-
But Paul is gone.
Paul walks down the center of the road. Roland jogs after
him.
ROLAND:
All right?
PAUL:
I’m fine, dad.
ROLAND:
Pete’s a good lad, he’s just in his cups
is all.
Paul doesn’t respond. They walk for a moment.
ROLAND (CONT’D)
Maybe if you joined a fitness club.
Lifted some weights.
PAUL:
Yeah?
ROLAND:
I’m just saying... Maybe losin’ a few
stone you wouldn’t provoke them as much.
Paul looks away; not the first time he’s heard this brand
of logic from his father.
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