Presto Pest-Go – Scene 13

This scene is part of a pilot episode for a sitcom that I wrote as part of my Masters. See past days to catch up on the rest of the episode.

INT. PRABIR’S CAR – AFTERNOON

Prabir drives home, the radio plays, he looks very satisfied with himself. He pulls up at a red light and looks out his open window to see an old man sitting on a bench.

Prabir smiles, thinks for a minute, then turns the radio up and begins to lip sync serenade the old man.

The old man turns to stare it him with crazy eyes. He stands and charges at the car, ranting.

Prabir screams, plants his foot down on the accelerator, and rushes through the red light.

Presto Pest-Go – Scene 12

This scene is part of a pilot episode for a sitcom that I wrote as part of my Masters. See past days to catch up on the rest of the episode.

INT. PESTO PRESTO WAREHOUSE – AFTERNOON

Prabir is surrounded by Steve, Felix, and Rebecca inside the Presto Pest-Go office. In the background behind them Mandy sits in a chair, still groggy.

PRABIR
I think the cat must of trusted me after I gave it some food because he let me grab him from under the house and then just fell asleep in my arms.

FELIX
That’s amazing. So you didn’t use an Indian hypnotic technique?

PRABIR
Umm, no, I don’t know anything like that.

FELIX
Shame. Still you did great, well done. Unlike you Mandy, falling asleep on the job, is that something The Female Exterminator would do?

MANDY
(Slurred)
ExHERminator.

Felix walks to his office.

STEVE
Well done mate, I don’t know how you did it, but well done.

Steve walks over to his desk.

REBECCA
Not bad new kid, might be more to you than I thought.

Rebecca walks back to reception with a smile. Prabir smiles wide, then cries out in terror when he realises Mandy is standing unsteadily behind him.

MANDY
(slurred)
I don’t know what happened out there but this isn’t over.

Mandy sways back to her desk, knocking over the same chair as previously in the effort. Prabir swallows hard.

Presto Pest-Go – Scene 11

This scene is part of a pilot episode for a sitcom that I wrote as part of my Masters. See past days to catch up on the rest of the episode.

EXT. ANNIE’S BACKYARD – CONTINUOUS

Prabir races around into the backyard and kneels down in front of the open base boards. He holds up a mini quiche in front of himself.

PRABIR
Wait, do cat’s eat quiche?

He shakes his head, and throws some of the quiches under the house. The cat tentatively approaches them. It sniffs them. Prabir watches anxiously on. The cat nudges one of the quiches with its nose.

PRABIR (CONT’D)
Come on, please eat it, please.

The cat takes a step back.

PRABIR (CONT’D)
No!

The cat looks down at the quiches. Finally it lowers its head and starts to eat one.

PRABIR (CONT’D)
YES!

The cat hisses at Prabir.

PRABIR (CONT’D)
I’m sorry sir, keep eating.

The cat begins to wobble, then falls to the floor. Prabir reaches in and pulls the now sleeping cat out from under the house.

Annie exits through the back door.

ANNIE
You got it! I thought someone else was meant to come help you?

PRABIR
Yes. They, they, they ate something that didn’t agree with them.

ANNIE
Oh. Well it looks like you didn’t need them anyway. Well done.

PRABIR
I guess I didn’t.

Presto Pest-Go – Scene 10

This scene is part of a pilot episode for a sitcom that I wrote as part of my Masters. See past days to catch up on the rest of the episode.

EXT. ANNIE’S FRONTYARD – LATER

Prabir sits on Annie’s front porch. He breaks up one of the mini quiches and throws crumbs of it out to some waiting birds. A Presto Pesto-Go van pulls up. Mandy steps out, she walks towards Prabir, scattering the birds up into the tree above them.

MANDY
So Steve couldn’t handle it and they had to call Mandy in. Typical.

PRABIR
Well he was allergic to the cat. His throat started closing up so he went back to the office to get his epipen.

MANDY
Yeah he’s always been weak. Lucky you, now you get to learn from the best.

A bird drops from the tree and falls to the ground beside them. They both look at it for a beat.

PRABIR
That was weird.

MANDY
Animals just learn to die around me. That would actually make a good promo for my show.

Mandy grabs a trap from the van and places it on the ground. Prabir looks at the trap fearfully.

PRABIR
What show?

Another bird falls from the tree, they once more glance at it, then back at each other.

MANDY
I’m going to host an exterminator reality TV show one day. Already got the name ‘Female Exterminator’.

PRABIR
What about exHERminator?

Beat.

MANDY
That’s better, I’m taking that. And those mini quiches, hand them over.

Another bird drops to the ground. Prabir looks at the bird confused, then looks over to the mini quiches.

The penny drops.

PRABIR
You, you can’t have them.

MANDY
Kid, I’m your boss here alright. If I want to eat mini quiches, I eat mini quiches.

Mandy snatches the briefcase out of Prabir’s grip. Slowly she lifts one towards her mouth.

Prabir watches in unsure agony of what to do. At the last second he smacks the quiches out of Mandy’s hand.

MANDY (CONT’D)
That was a mistake.

Mandy goes to put another quiche into her mouth. Prabir once more shocks himself and smacks it out of her hand.

MANDY (CONT’D)
What are you doing?

PRABIR
I’m sorry, I can’t let you eat them.

MANDY
Well too bad.

Mandy turns away from Prabir and shoves a handful of mini quiches into her mouth.

MANDY (CONT’D)
(mouth full)
I eat what I want, I’m the exHERminator.

Mandy swallows, Prabir watches in horror.

Mandy starts to sway a little, she begins to blink a lot.

MANDY (CONT’D)
What?

Mandy falls back onto the trap and crushes it. She stumbles awkwardly to her feet.

PRABIR
Oh no, oh no, oh no.

Mandy falls face first into the open door of the truck, her face and chest flop down onto the seat, her legs still attempt to hold her up.

Prabir rushes over to her.

MANDY
(slurred)
What happened?

PRABIR
Umm, well, I think I roofied you.

MANDY
You wha…

Mandy’s sentence drifts away and she begins to snore. Prabir looks around panicked. Unsure what to do he finally grabs hold of Mandy’s legs and tries to move them into the truck.

He struggles, gets squashed by them, but eventually gets all of her into the passenger seat and closes the door. He leans against it, eyes wide, breath quick. He turns and looks into the side mirror at himself.

PRABIR
What am I going to do?

To reflection. It shrugs at him.

PRABIR (CONT’D)
I’m doomed, I’m doomed. I’m going to get fired for sure, and arrested, and kicked out of the country. I roofied someone on my first day! How am I supposed to get this cat? Damn Jake, damn his quiches, damn…

Prabir’s words trail off as he looks down at the dropped briefcase and the scattered mini quiches.

Inspiration hits. Prabir grabs a handful of quiches and runs.