By Kevin Corrigan, Brian Murphy & Caldwell Tanner
INT. ELEVATOR CRAIG stares forward, beat, he coughs. The elevator opens and SHEILA gets on. SHEILA Craig. CRAIG Sheila. Craig takes out his phone and looks at it. Silent beat. SHEILA Two more days till Friday. CRAIG Tell me about it. I've been totally swamped. I can't wait to have some me time. Elevator grinds to a halt, lights flicker, and it powers down. CRAIG Ugg. We're stuck. I knew I should have taken the stairs. I need the exercise. SHEILA Doesn't look like we'll be going anywhere any time soon. (Pause) So. Beat. SHEILA Got any big weekend plans? CRAIG You know it. I rented a movie. SHEILA My weekend is wide open and I find movies very entertaining. CRAIG The video store closes at 8 on weeknights, so you should have plenty of time to go after work. SHEILA It'd also be nice to get out of the house and try a new restaurant, but all my gal pals are out of town. CRAIG I find cooking for yourself is a great way to save money in these difficult economic times. SHEILA Oh, I'd love a private cooking lesson from Chef Craig some time. CRAIG That won't be necessary. With all the recipes online, the web is your cookbook. SHEILA Craig, I have romantic feelings for you. Craig is shocked. Beat. CRAIG Um! Um! I need to get back to work. Craig charges towards the door. Cut to elevator doors, a Craig-shaped dent appears as he rams from the inside. We hear him backing up and charging again, this time his entire head crashes through where the doors meet. The elevator dings, and the doors open. Craig, clearly shaken, walks into the office. SHEILA Why do you always fall for the bad boys, Sheila? End.