"Chicken Sandwich" - A Newfangled Talkie Featuring Chris Sartinsky!

INT. A DINER. DAY.
CHRIS SARTINSKY enters a small town diner. A MAN works behind the counter, cleaning up.
MAN: Welcome to the Stuckyville Diner, what can I get for ya?
CHRIS (mumbles): Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN: Pardon me, sonny, you'll have to speak up.
CHRIS (clearer, louder): Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN: Alright, chicken sandwich it is. Grilled or breaded?
Chris blinks as though never before faced with this option. Then:
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN: Would you like it grilled? We can grill it for you real nice.
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN: Or perhaps you'd prefer a nice greasy spoon special? Breaded, fried, some chips on the side...delicious!
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN (slightly flustered): Well, gee, kid, you gotta tell me how you'd like me to cook it.
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
The man blinks hard at Chris. He stops and thinks. Then:
MAN: I got just the thing for ya. Wait here.
The lights fade down. When the fade back up, Chris is sitting dumbly at a corner booth. On closer inspection, we see that maybe Chris has been wearing the same clothes for a while.
The man approaches holding a plate or raw chicken and places it down in front of Chris.
MAN: Here ya go, sonny. Enjoy! On the house.
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
MAN: Oh! I almost forgot!
MAN runs back behind the counter and returns with a kaiser roll.
MAN: Here we go, can't have a chicken sandwich without the seeded roll!
CHRIS: Yea, uh, chicken sandwich.
THE END

2 Comments:
I am flattered and outraged.
Hahahaha, at first I thought Chris had written this for his own blog. Makes much more sense now.
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