Security Training: Morning

EXT. CITYSCAPE – DAWN

The city is revealed from the morning dawn.

INT. ROOM – DAWN

The morning sun creeps through the blinds. Clothes are scattered throughout the room. A pair of used underwear hangs on a lamp, the light still on. The body on the bed is out cold, the remnants of an eventful night.

The clock changes to 8:00 a.m. The alarm sounds. The body begins to shift slightly; a hand comes out and tries to swat the alarm clock, but misses continually.

INT. KITCHEN – DAWN

The beeping of the alarm clock echoes through the wall. BRIAN is sitting eating a full breakfast at the kitchen table. He is wearing a dress shirt and tie, ready for the day. The alarm finally shuts off. Brian puts down his breakfast and gets up.

INT. OUTSIDE MARCUS’ DOOR – DAWN

Brian knocks on MARCUS’ door.

BRIAN

Hey Marcus, it’s time to wake up.

MARCUS

…
(Incoherent noises)

BRIAN

Marcus, I said it’s time to get up. You have class in an hour.
MARCUS

15 more minutes Mom… (Mumbles)

BRIAN

(Sigh)


Brian sits back down at the table and eats. There’s stumbling in Marcus’ room and a loud bang as he falls out of bed. He stumbles to open the door and walks into the bathroom to pee, leaving the door open. Brian looks over at the bathroom and takes a break from his meal. Marcus flushes than comes into the kitchen.


MARCUS

What a night!

BRIAN

Yeah, some Tuesday night it was.

MARCUS

I invited you to come out, but you were in your room all night!

BRIAN

I was sleeping…

MARCUS

That’s lame.

BRIAN

Yeah. I had work in the morning.

MARCUS

Oh that’s right, your new job. What are the hours?

BRIAN

I have to be there from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m.

MARCUS

That sucks, your whole day is pretty much wasted. Are you busting tables or something?

BRIAN

No…I’m going to be training as a security guard in the freshman dorms.

MARCUS

You look like a waiter man.

BRIAN

Heh, well I just want to make a good first impression.

MARCUS

Dressed like that, you could cater the needs of anyone.

BRIAN

(Laughs) Very funny.

BRIAN

Alright, I have to get going. Aren’t you going to get dressed?


Marcus goes over to put on his shoes.


MARCUS

Done.

Brian chuckles and leaves the apartment.