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Tonight on Social Housing, veteran tenant Larry meets his new housemate. (A kitchen. The new tenant stands over a boiling pot. Enter Larry.) Larry: You must be the new number 22. I'm Larry. New Tenant: I'm Christ. Larry: That's your real name? New Tenant: My parents were Satanists. Larry: Oh. Well, if you live up to your name, you'll be a relief from your predecessor here. New Tenant: (Preoccupied with his chore) Bad? Larry: Terrible! The guy was cooking drugs all the time, setting off the fire alarm and shorting out the power supply. New Tenant: Those drug fiends are out of control. It's time for radical action. Larry: I agree. (Sniffing) What's that, liver and onions? New Tenant: Mustard gas. (Fire alarm rings.) The struggle to find the right chemistry continues tonight on Social Housing. |
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| © 2017. Scripts by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved. |
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Social Housing
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