Tea with Nan

INT. LOUNGE ROOM – DAY

JACK (20) sits on an old floral couch in the centre of a seventies style house, pastel colours and wooden panelling dominate. Beside him sits his NAN. Jack puts down his cup of tea.

JACK
Well this has been really nice Nan, but I should be going. I’ll see you next week?

NAN
Wait, wait, wait.

Nan stands up and quickly hobbles over to the adjoining room with small quick steps. She returns with a hundred dollar note in her hand.

NAN (CONT’D)
Here you go, this is for you.

JACK
No, Nan, I told you last time I don’t need you giving me money any more.

NAN
It’s for you, go on, take it.

JACK
Nan, it’s very generous, but I really don’t need it.

NAN
Oh I just found it anyway so you might as well take it.

JACK
You found some money?

NAN
Yes, yes, yes, so here you go.

Nan tries to force the money into Jack’s hand. He quickly holds them out of her way like he’s being held up.

JACK
Nan, I don’t want the money.

NAN
Well take it for your university text books, I know they’re expensive.

JACK
Nan, I appreciate the thought but I’m an adult now, and I have my job at the cafe. Really I’m fine.

NAN
Well what about that trip you’re planning for the end of the year, you need money for that.

Nan again tries to push the money into Jack who steps back to avoid it.

JACK
I’m saving up for that, I’ve got a budget. Again, thanks, but I’ll be fine.

NAN
Oh alrigh- AUGHH.

Nan slips and falls to the floor. Her hand lands on Jacks satchel beside the couch.

JACK
Nan are you alright?

NAN
Oh yes, just tripped I guess.

Nan’s hand, with the money in it, clearly enters Jacks satchel.

JACK
Nan, I saw that.

Jack helps his Nan up and then removes the money from his satchel and hands it back to her.

JACK (CONT’D)
Nan, I don’t need the money, and you shouldn’t fake a fall to try and give it to me.

NAN
Alright, alright, I get it. Give your Nan a hug then.

Jack leans in and hugs Nan. As they hug Nan looks down. In her hand she rolls up the note and slowly tries to slide it down Jack’s arse crack. Jack pushes her away

JACK
NAN!

Jack grabs the note from the back of his pants and gives it back to her.

JACK (CONT’D)
Did you really think I wasn’t going to feel that?

NAN
Okay, you win, you don’t have to take the money. Will at least take this little cake I made for you?

Nan quickly exits and then reenters holding a small cake on a plate. She hands it to Jack.

JACK
There’s no money under here is there.

Jack lifts the cake up a little to look for money underneath it.

NAN
No, there’s no money underneath it. Alright love, it was lovely seeing you.

Nan walks Jack to the door and gives him a kiss.

JACK
You too Nan, and thanks for the cake.

Focusing in on the cake in Jack’s hand, the centre of the cake is revealed as though being looked at by superman’s x-ray vision. Inside of it is a small plastic bag, inside which sits a hundred dollar note.

Nan smiles.

NAN
You’re very welcome.

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