Post by Rook on Mar 29, 2012 10:43:42 GMT -5
The premise behind this scene is that the only reason he bumps into Riley is because he's back in his home town, and the reason he's there is because of a job.
FADE IN:
EXT. CAFÉ – DAY
HITMAN sits at an outdoor café, smoking a cigar and sipping coffee. A waitress comes out with a sandwich on a tray, hesitates, then approaches the table.
WAITRESS
Excuse me, where was the guy who was sitting here before?
HITMAN
That would be me.
WAITRESS
(Embarrassed)
Oh, sorry. Of course…silly of me.
HITMAN
No worries. I have one of those faces.
WAITRESS
Oh, I know how that is. My little brother gets told he looks like Justin Beiber all the time.
HITMAN
How unfortunate.
WAITRESS
Yeah…so, what’s your name? Maybe then I’ll stop forgetting you.
HITMAN
Jacob. Can I have my sandwich now?
WAITRESS
Oh! Yes, of course. (Light laugh) Here you go.
WAITRESS sets his sandwich down and leaves. As he takes his first bite of his sandwich, a pizza man approaches him.
PIZZA MAN
Hey, so this is the weirdest order I’ve ever heard of: delivery for the man at a café table on main, smoking a cigar and eating a sandwich.
HITMAN
I didn’t order a pizza.
PIZZA MAN
You sure? You do happen to fit the description.
HITMAN
Why would I order a pizza at a café while eating a sandwich?
PIZZA MAN
I was going to ask you that.
HITMAN
I’m not paying for it.
PIZZA MAN
Already bought and paid for. You got some funny friends man. Best prank I’ve seen in years.
HITMAN takes the pizza box and opens it. Inside is a rubber banded roll of cash and a manila envelope.
HITMAN (V.O.)
My employer has an uncanny knack for knowing where I’ll be. It’s easier than Facebook.
WAITRESS comes out to top off his coffee and gives his now closed pizza box an odd look. HITMAN proceeds to open the envelope, even as she speaks.
WAITRESS
I feel like we just had this conversation, but you’re the same guy right?
HITMAN
Yep.
WAITRESS
What’s your name again?
HITMAN
Thompson.
WAITRESS
That’s right!
HITMAN
You’ve got to be kidding me!
WAITRESS
Excuse me?
HITMAN
Sorry. The pizza came with bad news.
WAITRESS
The pizza?
HITMAN
Yeah, the pizza!
WAITRESS
Speaking of…why did you get a pizza delivered? Did you not like the sandwich?
HITMAN
I didn’t order it. It just came. And damn it for it.
WAITRESS
What news is so bad?
HITMAN
(sigh)
I’m going home.
WAITRESS
That doesn’t sound so bad to me.
HITMAN
I’m sure you don’t.
HITMAN stands abruptly, kicking out his chair and shoving the envelope into his coat.
WAITRESS
Leaving already? Want a box for your sandwich?
HITMAN
I’m not hungry
WAITRESS
(As HITMAN starts to walk out)
Hey! Wait a second! You haven’t paid yet!
HITMAN (O.S.)
Check the pizza box.
WAITRESS opens the pizza box to find the wad of money.
INT. BAR
HITMAN approaches MEGAN who is sitting at the bar, a drink in each hand.
HITMAN
A Cosmo for the pretty lady at the bar.
MEGAN
Lady huh? How’d you know my favorite drink was a Cosmo, stranger?
HITMAN
I could be psychic. I could be a good guesser. I could be stalking you.
HITMAN (V.O.)
You don’t order cosmos because they make you sound preppy.
MEGAN
Well you’re no stalker, I don’t order Cosmos in public.
HITMAN
Oh?
MEGAN
Yeah, I always feel like that girl who wishes she was on Sex in the City when I order one aloud.
HITMAN
Lucky I saved you the humiliation.
MEGAN
You sure did. Though I learned long ago not to drink from an unattended glass…especially from a stranger who’s such a good guesser.
HITMAN
Life’s about taking risks.
MEGAN
That’s my line.
HITMAN picks up and takes a sip from her Cosmo, returning it to her.
MEGAN
Mmm, next you’re going to tell me you’re a Leo.
HITMAN (V.O.)
You’re not even trying to day. Do you remember...
HITMAN
Virgo, actually. Maybe I should stick to the guessing.
MEGAN
Smooth. You’re smooth, you know that? Real smooth. (holding out hand) Megan.
HITMAN (V.O.)
Guess not.
HITMAN
Brian. I’ve had practice.
MEGAN
Look at the stud.
HITMAN
It’s exhausting.
MEGAN
What?
HITMAN
Wooing you from scratch, again and again.
MEGAN
What’s that supposed to mean?
HITMAN
Nothing..
MEGAN
You’re pretty full of yourself mister.
HITMAN
I can’t help knowing what makes you tick.
MEGAN
You’re crazy if you think you’re going to take me home just like that.
HITMAN
Wanna bet?
INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT
HITMAN is getting dressed. MEGAN is still in bed, a tussle.
MEGAN
Okay, you win. That was good. My brain is so fuzzy right now. I don’t even remember your name.
HITMAN
You won’t remember a thing.
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF EPISODE
FADE IN:
EXT. CAFÉ – DAY
HITMAN sits at an outdoor café, smoking a cigar and sipping coffee. A waitress comes out with a sandwich on a tray, hesitates, then approaches the table.
WAITRESS
Excuse me, where was the guy who was sitting here before?
HITMAN
That would be me.
WAITRESS
(Embarrassed)
Oh, sorry. Of course…silly of me.
HITMAN
No worries. I have one of those faces.
WAITRESS
Oh, I know how that is. My little brother gets told he looks like Justin Beiber all the time.
HITMAN
How unfortunate.
WAITRESS
Yeah…so, what’s your name? Maybe then I’ll stop forgetting you.
HITMAN
Jacob. Can I have my sandwich now?
WAITRESS
Oh! Yes, of course. (Light laugh) Here you go.
WAITRESS sets his sandwich down and leaves. As he takes his first bite of his sandwich, a pizza man approaches him.
PIZZA MAN
Hey, so this is the weirdest order I’ve ever heard of: delivery for the man at a café table on main, smoking a cigar and eating a sandwich.
HITMAN
I didn’t order a pizza.
PIZZA MAN
You sure? You do happen to fit the description.
HITMAN
Why would I order a pizza at a café while eating a sandwich?
PIZZA MAN
I was going to ask you that.
HITMAN
I’m not paying for it.
PIZZA MAN
Already bought and paid for. You got some funny friends man. Best prank I’ve seen in years.
HITMAN takes the pizza box and opens it. Inside is a rubber banded roll of cash and a manila envelope.
HITMAN (V.O.)
My employer has an uncanny knack for knowing where I’ll be. It’s easier than Facebook.
WAITRESS comes out to top off his coffee and gives his now closed pizza box an odd look. HITMAN proceeds to open the envelope, even as she speaks.
WAITRESS
I feel like we just had this conversation, but you’re the same guy right?
HITMAN
Yep.
WAITRESS
What’s your name again?
HITMAN
Thompson.
WAITRESS
That’s right!
HITMAN
You’ve got to be kidding me!
WAITRESS
Excuse me?
HITMAN
Sorry. The pizza came with bad news.
WAITRESS
The pizza?
HITMAN
Yeah, the pizza!
WAITRESS
Speaking of…why did you get a pizza delivered? Did you not like the sandwich?
HITMAN
I didn’t order it. It just came. And damn it for it.
WAITRESS
What news is so bad?
HITMAN
(sigh)
I’m going home.
WAITRESS
That doesn’t sound so bad to me.
HITMAN
I’m sure you don’t.
HITMAN stands abruptly, kicking out his chair and shoving the envelope into his coat.
WAITRESS
Leaving already? Want a box for your sandwich?
HITMAN
I’m not hungry
WAITRESS
(As HITMAN starts to walk out)
Hey! Wait a second! You haven’t paid yet!
HITMAN (O.S.)
Check the pizza box.
WAITRESS opens the pizza box to find the wad of money.
INT. BAR
HITMAN approaches MEGAN who is sitting at the bar, a drink in each hand.
HITMAN
A Cosmo for the pretty lady at the bar.
MEGAN
Lady huh? How’d you know my favorite drink was a Cosmo, stranger?
HITMAN
I could be psychic. I could be a good guesser. I could be stalking you.
HITMAN (V.O.)
You don’t order cosmos because they make you sound preppy.
MEGAN
Well you’re no stalker, I don’t order Cosmos in public.
HITMAN
Oh?
MEGAN
Yeah, I always feel like that girl who wishes she was on Sex in the City when I order one aloud.
HITMAN
Lucky I saved you the humiliation.
MEGAN
You sure did. Though I learned long ago not to drink from an unattended glass…especially from a stranger who’s such a good guesser.
HITMAN
Life’s about taking risks.
MEGAN
That’s my line.
HITMAN picks up and takes a sip from her Cosmo, returning it to her.
MEGAN
Mmm, next you’re going to tell me you’re a Leo.
HITMAN (V.O.)
You’re not even trying to day. Do you remember...
HITMAN
Virgo, actually. Maybe I should stick to the guessing.
MEGAN
Smooth. You’re smooth, you know that? Real smooth. (holding out hand) Megan.
HITMAN (V.O.)
Guess not.
HITMAN
Brian. I’ve had practice.
MEGAN
Look at the stud.
HITMAN
It’s exhausting.
MEGAN
What?
HITMAN
Wooing you from scratch, again and again.
MEGAN
What’s that supposed to mean?
HITMAN
Nothing..
MEGAN
You’re pretty full of yourself mister.
HITMAN
I can’t help knowing what makes you tick.
MEGAN
You’re crazy if you think you’re going to take me home just like that.
HITMAN
Wanna bet?
INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT
HITMAN is getting dressed. MEGAN is still in bed, a tussle.
MEGAN
Okay, you win. That was good. My brain is so fuzzy right now. I don’t even remember your name.
HITMAN
You won’t remember a thing.
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF EPISODE