Living in New York City
by Colin Fisher
INT. SUBWAY CAR
The train isn’t super crowded. It’s stopped in a station, and the doors are open. Two guys are standing shoulder to shoulder in the doorway. One’s reading the New York Post and the other is lost in his headphones. BOB comes running up behind them rushing to get on the car. He can’t get through.
BOB
Scuse me!
They don’t move.
BOB
Heads up!
Bob is edging in on them, trying not to shove but he really can’t get through.
BOB
Guys, pardon me.
He finally wedges himself through as the doors close. The guys never acknowledge him.
EXT. SUBWAY ENTRANCE
Busy NYC sidewalk, stairs going down to the subway. The same two guys are standing shoulder to shoulder blocking the entrance. Bob comes up the steps.
BOB
Seriously?
Nothing.
BOB
Guys.
Nothing. Bob edges through again, turns and waves his hands in front of the guys’ faces. No reaction. He turns and walks off, shaking his head.
INT. OFFICE BUILDING
Bob gets off the elevator, looking rushed. Tries to compose himself a little as he walks to his office. He turns the corner and the two guys are blocking his door. He walks up and stands in front of them. His secretary MAGGIE is sitting at her desk outside his office door.
BOB
When did these guys get here?
MAGGIE
About five minutes ago. Do you know them?
BOB
No. Did they say anything?
MAGGIE
No. They just walked in and stood there. They haven’t really moved since. Should I call the cops?
Bob deliberates. He picks up a pen from Maggie’s desk and tosses it at one of their faces. Nothing.
BOB
No. It’s fine.
INT. OFFICE
Closing time. Bob peeks his head out of his office, looks around. Guys are gone. He walks out of his office, looks around. Turns and locks the door, exits.
EXT. STREET
Bob walks up to his apartment building. Looking around, no guys. He looks at the front door. He takes a step forward. Nothing. Takes another step. No one shows up. He walks into the building.
INT. HALLWAY
Bob peeks his head around the corner. No one is in the hallway. He approaches his apartment. He unlocks the door, then shoves it open and jumps inside his apartment, looking everywhere to catch the guys. No deal. He looks like he’s finally relaxing.
INT. APARTMENT
Bob is walking around his apartment, getting ready for bed. Going through several doors as he turns off the TV, sets the coffee maker, then goes into the bathroom.
INT. BATHROOM
Bob is brushing his teeth, humming a little bit.
INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY
Bob walks out of the bathroom to go to his bedroom. The two guys are standing in the bedroom doorway, one still reading his paper and the other still listening to music.
BOB
Fuck it. I’m moving back to Buffalo.
END
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