By Travis Olson
Sam
Jim
Location-
White Room
Ext. White Wall- Night
A pure white wall stands in front (Sheetrock, probably work the best). Suddenly, a saw blade begins cutting through the wall; the blade cuts a human sized doorway and the doorway falls forward. Dust settles and Sam stands there, covered with white dust, with a saw; Jim walks up behind Sam. The two look out the doorway.
Int. White Room- Night
Inside the Room is a mirror and bottles of beer; otherwise the room has four walls, a floor, a ceiling and no door, save the one that was just made. Sam and Jim are still looking out the doorway. Jim steps back and looks around the room; Sam holds the saw.
Jim
…Nope… I still don't get…
Sam
What?
Jim
I don't get it.
Sam
Did you not just see me do it?
Jim
It doesn't make any sense… at all…
Sam
Okay, I'll explain it again… Two guys trapped in a room with no doors and no windows, right?
Jim
Right.
Sam
There's a mirror in the room, kay?
Jim
Okay.
Sam
You look in the mirror and see the saw… Sorry, you see what you saw… You take the saw and you cut the wall and you get out…
Jim
It doesn't make any sense. How do you see what you saw and get a Saw? It's not possible… at all.
Sam
I hear you say that, I do, but I have a saw in my hand. I have cut a hole in the wall, with the saw that is in my hand… It makes sense, only because, I have a saw in my hands…
Jim
No, this all wrong… Shouldn't there be a table or something?
Sam
Why would there be a table?
Jim
I don't know… Why would there be a mirror?
Sam
To get the saw.
Jim
Bah, why would there be a room with two guys with no doors and no windows? How did we get here?
Sam
That doesn't matter; I have the saw; I cut a door and now we can leave…
Jim
But how did you get the saw?
Sam
The mirror…
Jim
What about the Beer?
Sam
I don't know. Okay. I don't know. Maybe that's how we got into this pickle…
Jim looks awkwardly at Sam.
Jim
…Why would you say pickle?
Sam
You know what…
Sam wants to yell at Jim but decides he can't win this fight; he turns and leaves through the doorway. Jim watches him leave.
Jim
What? …I'm just saying… You could have said Mess or… Predicament… Pickle? Doesn't make sense.
Jim walks through the doorway.
Jim's Voice
…Might as well have said “ a fine kettle of fish”…
-Finish-
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