Dinner Conversation

INT. SPANISH RESTAURANT – NIGHT

PETE (25) and his girlfriend SARAH (25) sit in the corner of a Spanish restaurant decked out with in Spanish decor. The two sit over the remains of their dinner. A number of other customers sit at the tables around them.

SARAH
I’m just going to go use the bathroom.

Sarah stands and walks towards the bathroom. Pete looks out the window at the busy city street.

At the table next to him a large MIDDLE AGED WOMAN sits on her own, talking loudly and obnoxiously into her phone.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
I told her, I told her, if she didn’t look after it it would get infested.

Pete can’t help but be distracted by the woman and her phone call.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN (CONT’D)
So now it’s just gone putrid, really festering.

PETE
(to himself)
This is not appropriate dinner conversation. Someone’s got to say something here.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Pus, pus everywhere. It’s just oozing non stop.

PETE
Excuse me.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
I mean I don’t want to have to clean it.

PETE
Excuse me.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Hold on someone’s talking to me. What?

PETE
Hello, I can tell you’ve got a lot on your hands with your sick friend and all-

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Yes thank you, I’ve been dealing with a lot.

PETE
Sure, but do you think that’s appropriate dinner talk? With the pus and all? And you’re being very loud.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Excuse me! What did you say to me.

PETE
It’s just that you’re being quite descriptive in the way you’re talking about it. I mean I can’t be the only person thinking this.

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
My Aunty is quite unwell sir, I sorry if me discussing it with my worried Mother is upsetting you.

PETE
That…that doesn’t sound sorry.

Sarah returns from the bathroom.

SARAH
What’s going on here?

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Your horrible boyfriend here is telling me off for talking to my panicked Mother about my sick Aunt.

SARAH
Pete, is this true?

PETE
Well that’s not exactly true-

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
He said ‘Hey bitch shut your sloppy mouth I don’t want to hear about your disgusting Aunty’.

SARAH
Pete!

PETE
I’m being seriously misquoted here. I didn’t even know it was her Aunty at the time.

SARAH
I am so sorry for him. Can we please pay for your meal?

MIDDLE AGED WOMAN
Well thank you that would be nice.

PETE
No, No there’s no need for that. If anything she should apologize. I mean we were eating paella over here.

Sarah pays for the middle aged woman’s meal and their own.

SARAH
Pete, we’re leaving.

Sara leaves the restaurant.

PETE
Yeah we’re leaving, but because I’m angry, not, not because she told me to.

Everyone in the restaurant stares at Pete for a beat. He then starts to walks to the door.

PETE (CONT’D)
(to himself)
That did not feel like the victory I was expecting.

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