That's what are Freinds for By: Von Hoyt Films Sarah Hoyt EXT. CAFE- DAY a girl is sitting by herself, having a drink, enjoying the day. Her friend walks by and joins her with a frustrated look on his face. GIRL: sooo? MAN: ah uh. GIRL: really? MAN: ah-huh. GIRL: shes? MAN: yeah. GIRL: and you? MAN: nope...you would think, something that simple would be less complicated, but apparently it’s not...to some it’s overly complex and makes things overly difficult for anyone to really...you know? GIRL: yeah. MAN: how do you? GIRL: oh um, sometimes lemon juice works if you like the whole citrus thing. MAN: citrus? And that deals with the..? GIRL: glove up with some hot soapy water, small circles. MAN: I like where this is going, what if it’s really? GIRL: try not to think about it as you do it. If you can help it, don’t look at it, any of it. They sit there, he is now relieved. MAN: you have any quarters? She hands him ten dollars. He stands up and takes the money MAN: thanks, see ya. GIRL: yep, see ya. He leaves, another friend takes his seat next to the girl he lights a cigar and has a beer. FRIEND: why was he in such a hurry? GIRL: last night he took his girlfriend out to that sea food place.. FRIEND: the one that just opened up? GIRL: yeah. FRIEND: how was it? GIRL: she got sick and hurled all over the inside of his car, he’s on his way to the car wash to clean it. FRIEND: bummer. GIRL: yeah.
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Love Letter to The Juliet By: Von Hoyt Films
INT. THEATER- DAY sitting on a black stage GUY writes a love letter to the love of his life
(Guy:(30s)well pronounced, well groomed and charismatic) GUY: My Dearest Juliet, even though we are a part more frequently these days I find myself love sickly praising not only your name, but your overwhelming talent to inspire every fiber of my being with your illumination. How I managed to perform this long without you is beyond the stars which have nothing when compared to your beauty. Even the most poetic orchestrated ballad could not hold a light to the music you project with all emotion known and unknown to man. Even in the dark you silently hold a sensual elegance. In shadow you hold all the answers to life and all one needs to do is listen. I love you Juliet and I always will. I only hope that your radiance outlasts this fool who leaves you every night. Your faithful and extremely lucky bastard of a performer, GUY. As Guy signs the letter Don walks over to him, waving him over. DON: Guy, come on we gotta go man. Guy stands up and walks over to Don GUY: yeah, I’m coming. Guy leaves the letter on the stage and walks off. The lights in the theater are turned off. CONTD EXT. THEATER- NIGHT As the two exist the theater doors, Guy puts on his hat, as Don lights a cigar. The two walk off revealing the name of the theater, THE JULIET.