Act1 - Scene1

Opens on a wide view of a rolling field. The grass is green, a small stream gently babbles in the corner. The trees in the background are slowly swaying with the light breeze. It's not a particularly nice day, nor is it raining or gusty. It is a perfectly average day... in a perfectly average field.

The camera focusses and 'swoops'. A guy is sat on the grass at the top of the hill, with his back to a hedgerow. He appears contemplative, slowly surveying the rest of the field around him. He has a look of contentment, as though this is where he likes to be. In his own mind he controls this place.

Next to him on the ground is a white plastic bag, the contents are not apparent.

(Voice From Behind Hedgerow) - Dude, this smells funny.

Ste looks around towards the noise. He smiles a little smile to himself.

Ste - Stop smelling your piss u sicko. (Laughs)

John walks from around the hedge while zipping his fly. He spits vaguely at where he just pissed.

Ste - You're a right pig sometimes. (Smiles)

John - It's a skill (Smiles and moves his head as though he were winking)

Both guys laugh as Ste looks into the plastic bag as John makes his way to where Ste is sat.

Ste - Here, have another can. I'll skin up.

Ste passes John a can of cheap lager/cider. Then reaches into his inside coat pocket and swiftly retrieves a somewhat bloated tobacco pouch.

John - It's proper quiet out here today. You bring your BB with you?

Ste opens his pouch and extracts rolling papers and starts to roll as John pops open his can with the refreshing noise making itself obvious in the short silence.

Ste - Nah, couldn't be arsed. (Pause to stick 2 rolling papers together) Besides, i need to get more pellets.

John - You ran out already? Didn't you get like 200 th'other day in town?

Ste - Yeah, but i got a bit carried away yesterday, next doors dog wouldn't shut up so I messed with it for a bit.

Both guys laugh a little laugh.

John - You hurt it ?

Ste - Nah, just kept shooting their shed. Dumbass dog was freaking out. Proper funny like.

Both guys laugh a little more.

Ste - Will probly get them knocking later...

John - Yeah, (In old woman voice) Ste, were you shooting my little benjy yesterday. He was really upset.

Both guys laugh again

Ste - That woman has no sense of humour. If the friggin thing wasn't so damn annoying with it's "yap yap yap"pin i wouldn't piss about so much. It's not like I ever actually shot the thing.

John - Except for when...

Ste - (Small Laugh) Yeah, almost forgot about that. I was pissed it doesn't count.

Both guys laugh a little.

Ste - Open up a can for us, (Pause to lick rolling papers with tobacco and weed in) this jay is shit. Gotta get a decent roach in or it's gonna smoke like shit.

Ste then tears a part of card from his rolling papers box and focusses on fitting it into the joint. John reaches into the bag and pulls a can. Again the opening of the can makes itself obvious in the short silence.

John - (Looks at side of can) I never noticed this stuff is like 9%.

Ste doesn't reply. John glances at the focussed look on Ste's face and laughs a little to himself.

John - Man u concentrate well too much on getting that shit perfect.

Ste - It's a skill. (Smiles and moves his head as though he were winking)

Both guys laugh then smile. John places the newly opened can on the ground next to Ste half hidden behind a few blades of grass.

Ste - Perfect. (Smiles) Managed to get that one right (Holds up the joint with the roach end pointing upwards, It's perfect)

John laughs a little as Ste takes a quick look at his handiwork and places the roach into his mouth.

Ste - Gotta love builder's rights (Smiles)

Ste then lights the end of the joint, takes a long toke and exhales with a satisfied sigh.

Ste - Not bad. Even if i do say so myself.

John - You're just weird.

Ste - (Laughs) Gotta have a hobby. (Smiles)

Ste reaches for his can as he takes another toke and turns slightly toward John.

John - (Smiles) So who's coming tonight? Josey out?

Ste - Dave and Tommy said they'll be out in a bit. Josey and Claire will probably come with them.

John - Little John aint coming is he?

Ste - Dunno. You still pissed off with him?

John - Nah, he just does my tits in.

Ste - He's sound but he's a bit fuckin mental. (Pause to toke joint) Needs to stop on them pills.

John - Innit. Dunno why people do that shit. Aint touching that after last time.

Ste - (Laughs) That's what you get for not watching your drink when he's around. (Laughs)

John - You know he had the cheek to ring me next day and ask for the money. (Laughs a little)

Ste - (Laughs) The cheek. (Smiles and takes a toke) Dave says he was just pissin about. Was a bit harsh though.

John - Aye. Was having a good laugh till Josey told me what he'd done. Then I proper tripped.

John glances at the joint. Ste notices this and realises he's smoked over half so takes one quick toke and passes it to John as he exhales.

John - Ta. (Takes a toke) Not bad. (Smiles and exhales)

Ste - Told ya. (Smiles)

Ste takes the can from the grass, takes a swig and leans back onto his elbows as John tokes and looks across the field.

Ste – So, We got owt interesting to do tonight?