Al's Story

Al Loses His Job

Chapter 2: Al Loses His Job 

EXT. AL'S TOY BARN 

A camera crew surrounds Al, who is in a chicken suit. He looks towards the camera in tears.

AL (pathetically)

Welcome to Al's Toy Barn...we've got the lowest prices in town...everything for a buck, buck, buck-*starts sobbing*

Al looks away from the camera and covers his head in shame as he has a breakdown.

CAMERA MAN

Aaaaaand...cut! Perfect!

Al runs away, still in tears and in his chicken costume. As he heads towards his car, he trips on a wire and falls to the ground, the impact stopped by his chicken suit.

AL (crying)

Oh, why me?! Why is it always me?! Ohhhh...

INT. 7-11 - NIGHT 

The store is quiet and deserted. The only person working is Sumeet, a typical 7-11 cashier.

Then Al comes crashing in, still crying, but thankfully no longer in his chicken suit. He sits on a miraculously appearing bar stool in front of the cash register.

SUMEET

What is wrong, my friend?

AL (crying)

I go on a whole darn trip to Japan, put my whole future on it, only to find that my toys are gone! *Gasps for air, then continues crying*

SUMEET

Uh...so, what can I do for you?

AL

*Sniffs* Gimmie a Slurpee. Hardcore, extra syrup. And a lotto ticket or something.

SUMEET

Anything for my best customer!

Sumeet hands Al a comically oversized Slurpee. Al takes it, removes the lid, and dumps his face in it. 

Sumeet then holds a lottery ticket in front of him. 

SUMEET

Three dollar signs and you win $999,999,999,999!

AL (voice muffled)

Yeah, yeah.

Al (with his face still in the Slurpee) takes the ticket. He removes his face which is now comically covered in slush. He isn't crying anymore.

Al looks at the ticket for a moment. Then his head hits the counter and he resumes his pathetic sobbing.

AL (crying)

Oh, I can't do it!! I'll get so sad if I lose! My life is falling apart! 

SUMEET

Uh...so, can you pay for that?

Al darts out of the store, hugging his Slurpee pathetically.

INT. AL'S APARTMENT - LATER 

Al creaks the door into the apartment open. Light from the hallway pierces into the room. He steps in and turns the lights on. His Woody's Roundup merchandise comes into clear view. Al throws his Slurpee and lottery ticket onto the carpet.