Foot Fetish

INT. BRIDGET AND BRENT’S OFFICE – DAY

BRIDGET (32, smart, enthusiastic) dressed in a business suit, stands over her desk and collects various documents from it.

Her office mate, BRENT (29, short, not as swarve as he thinks he is), sits at his desk dressed in a shirt and tie, with no shoes or socks on. One of his legs is crossed over the other and his foot is on the desk. He studies the foot intently, and strokes it with his hand.

BRENT
Bridget, do you think I have sexy feet?

BRIDGET
(distracted)
What? I don’t know.

BRENT
If you had a foot fetish do you think my feet would be sexy?

BRIDGET
I don’t have time for this Brent, the meeting starts in ten minutes and it’s over at the other building.

BRENT
Foot fetishists must find some feet attractive and some not right? They don’t just like all feet. Look at my feet, tell me what you think.

BRIDGET
I think I have a meeting to go to.

BRENT
You would think they like curves. Everybody likes curves. Look at these arches, they’re beautiful, and my little bubble toes. These feet must be a foot fetishist wet dream. Bridget, why are you not looking at my feet?

BRIDGET
Brent, I have no idea what kind of feet a foot fetishist would like. But I have a work fetish and I need to go so I’m afraid this conversation is over.

BRENT
You’re right, we need a comparison.

BRIDGET
No, Brent-

Brent calls through their open doorway out into the cubicle area.

BRENT
George, get in here.

GEORGE (45, overweight, sweats a lot) enters the office.

GEORGE
Hey guys, what’s up?

BRENT
George, take your shoes off. George looks around confused.

GEORGE
Do I really have to?

BRENT
Yes. Bridget is very busy George and now you’re wasting her time.

GEORGE
I’m so sorry.

George quickly sits on the floor and awkwardly starts to try and take his shoes off. His gut continually gets in the way.

BRIDGET
George you don’t need to do that. Brent I have to go.

BRENT
Keep going George. Bridget this is important, it needs to be resolved.

George finally gets his shoe off. He lifts up one leg in front of him. Brent wheels his chair across and holds up his foot beside George’s.

Bridget sighs but looks down at both feet.

Beat.

BRIDGET
Brent’s feet are nicer.

BRENT
I knew it!

BRIDGET
Sorry George but your feet are disgusting.

GEORGE
I know.

BRIDGET
Alright, now can I go?

BRENT
Yes, and I’m coming with you.

Brent pulls out some open sandals from beneath his desk and puts them on.

BRENT (CONT’D)
Got to show these puppies off.

Brent walks proudly out the door.

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