In the spirit of my friend who is neither gay nor racist

Thursday, 8 September 2005

INTERIOR, EVENING. A 2 YEAR-OLD GIRL is running between the living room where her MOTHER is feeding her LITTLE BROTHER and the study where her DAD is trying to work on a new website. She screams repeatedly, piercingly; she flails and intentionally crash lands.

2 YEAR-OLD GIRL

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

DAD

You’re a spitfire. Go tell your mom you’re a spitfire.

2 YEAR-OLD GIRL zooms out to see her MOTHER in the living room where she shrieks something inaudible.

MOTHER

(Infuriated, accusational tone—yelling at DAD)

Did you just tell her to give me a spit shower!?!

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