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9/3/01

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Pasta Taken Plain

By H.G. Miller



EXT. RALPH'S GROCERY STORE - NIGHT

JEFF exits carrying a sack in each hand.

A THIEF approaches him. Pulls a GUN.

		THIEF
	Hold it.

		JEFF
	What?

		THIEF
	The sacks. Up in the air. Now.

Jeff complies quickly.

		THIEF
	You just stay cool, and we won't 
	have any trouble.

		JEFF
	Great.

The thief rustles through his pockets, finding...

		THIEF
	Three dollars? That's all you got?

		JEFF
	Sorry, man. This isn't exactly the 
	nicest part of town.

		THIEF
	Yeah, but I saw you walking in, 
	counting like forty dollars.

Jeff shakes his grocery sacks.

		JEFF
	How do you think I paid for these?

		THIEF
	Hmm...

		JEFF
	You ever think of robbing somebody 
	before they go into the store?

		THIEF
	Hey, I ain't exactly a professional 
	at this.

		JEFF
	That is painfully obvious. Look, why 
	don't you wait and pick out somebody 
	else. Give it another shot and let 
	me go.

		THIEF
	Na, I'm not stupid enough to try 
	this twice in one night.

		JEFF
	You didn't have a problem the first 
	time.

		THIEF
	Man, I can't come out of this empty 
	handed.

		JEFF
	You go three dollars.

		THIEF
	No. Give me the bags.

		JEFF
	You're going to take my food?

		THIEF
	Quit bitching and hand it over.

Jeff hands the Thief his sacks.

		JEFF
	I can't believe this.

		THIEF
	What you got in here? Anything 
	sweet?

		JEFF
	Sorry. Just real food.

The Thief peruses the contents.

		THIEF
	Damn. You some kind of health nut?

		JEFF
	Look. You're stealing my groceries. 
	You think you can make fun of what I 
	eat someplace else?

		THIEF
	I'm just saying, you gotta live a 
	little, man. Come on, corn flakes?

		JEFF
	What's wrong with corn flakes?

		THIEF
	They're boring, that's what. You at 
	least put sugar on them?

		JEFF
	A little.

		THIEF
	Well, that's something, I guess. Why 
	all the pasta?

		JEFF
	Complex carbohydrates.

		THIEF
	Yeah, I took health class in high 
	school. But, you ain't got no pasta.

		JEFF
	(pause)
	I eat it plain.

The Thief thinks about this. Makes a "yuck" face.

		THIEF
	That's disgusting.

		JEFF
	Look, you've got my food. Can I go 
	now?

		THIEF
	I tell you what. Keep it.

He hands the bags back to Jeff.

		JEFF
	You're too kind.

Jeff walks past the thief.

		THIEF
	Hold up. Not so fast.

		JEFF
	Now what?

		THIEF
	Which car is yours?