FLANK

PILOT: PART FIVE

INT. SAD BOY'S KITCHEN

TITLE CARD: THE NEXT DAY
Sad Boy is sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee by his side, finishing off a crossword puzzle. Trish walks over to him.

TRISH:
You don't happen to know anything about the Orange Hall robbery?

My Granda Tom got off the phone with me. He said:

GRANDA TOM:
There were three taigs. One of them had blonde hair, the other was a redhead... and the third one... he was black or something? Never got a good look at him.

I saw them scramble out of the exit and flee. Was too late to stop them.

Anyway, if you know anything, let me know. Thanks.

SAD BOY:
("Deep in thought". Chewing the end of a pen lid.)
It could be Jamie. Or that wee boy, Caolan. And a black guy? Doug wouldn't do anything like that... the redheads? Darren. Michael. But who's more desperate?

TRISH:
(Sighing)
Okay Sherlock. If anything comes up, let me know yeah? Your junkie buddies will slip out the truth soon enough.

SAD BOY:
Yes they will. Trish?

TRISH:
Yeah?

SAD BOY:
(Genuinely frowning)
I'm sorry.

TRISH:
For what?

SAD BOY:
Everything. I've been a bad husband lately. I wanna make it up to you.

TRISH:
(Smirking)
Well, you can start by cleaning the place up.

SAD BOY:
No—I mean actually make it up to you—like bringing you somewhere when I get enough money. Just us two.

TRISH:
(Glaring)
Well, good luck with that. We're two hundred quid in arrears at the moment.

I'm worried that we won't be able to make the rent this month.

Sad Boy pulls her in for a hug.

SAD BOY:
Everything will be alright. Don't stop believing and trusting in God. Okay? We've made it this far. Don't give up yet.

TRISH:
(Nodding)
I hope you're right.

INT. CARLOS'S LOUNGE
Sad Boy's sitting on the sofa beside Darren who's counting some notes and coins.

Carlos is drinking some leftover wine from the mega carry out they bought with the stolen money. Fast and Furious is playing in the background on the TV.

SAD BOY (VO):
Hurting my grandfather in law (that I'd never really met before) was hard enough but not as hard as letting my wife down and almost dragging her down with me.

DARREN:
(Finishing counting)
We have five hundred quid left. Without the carryout and the skeg blowout, we would have had twelve hundred. We would have been able to divide it equally if we had a hundred more.

SAD BOY:
(Sighing)
You guys can keep it all.

DARREN:
(Confused)
Why?

SAD BOY:
Well, I found out that we robbed Trish's Granda's lodge. He's after us now. We can't go back around these parts.

DARREN:
(Frowning)
Sorry. I never knew that.

SAD BOY:
It's hardly your fault. We were all greedy. And all dumb. We only had the skeg on our mind.

CARLOS:
We did. We were desperate.

Sad Boy turns around and looks at them both seriously.

SAD BOY:
No more schemes for a while, okay?

DARREN:
Okay.

CARLOS:
(Nodding reluctantly)
Fine.

SAD BOY:
Until everything blows over.

DARREN:
What will we do then?

SAD BOY:
Lay low. Pretend we don't exist. Get on with our lives. Act like normal people.

CARLOS:
Does that mean I can't go to the gym? My gym's in the Union Street Area.

SAD BOY:
Just don't make a big deal and you'll be grand. Wear a hoodie. Cover yourself up. Play it cool and act natural. Live in the moment and be free, like Dom Toretto says:

TV:
I live my life a quarter mile at a time. Nothing else matters: not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and all their bullshit. For those ten seconds or less, I'm free.

WIDE: The lads sitting in silence, thinking over things by the table.

SAD BOY (VO):
And that was the day that I made a pledge with myself to stay out of trouble. Try and stay sober for as long as I could hack it.

END OF EPISODE ONE.

JT NOTES: What do you guys think of this? The format is for a 20-30 minute show by the way.