Friday, December 4, 2009

The Shortest Date Ever - A Transcript

Bambi - Are you Greg?

Greg - Yep that's me - I recognized you as soon as you walked in.

Bambi - Really? Because...I didn't. You look different than your picture.

Greg- I might. It was taken last year.

Bambi - And then what happened?

Greg - What do you mean?

Bambi - Well it's just...you have a very different look now. It's...striking.

Greg - Well, I guess I started growing my hair out.

Bambi - Everywhere?

Greg - Oh, you mean the facial stuff?

Bambi - There's a lot of it.

Greg - Well I'm very attached to it.

Bambi - To your facial hair? Well yes...it is attached to you.

Greg - No, I mean sentimentally. It reminds me of a trip to Scotland with my family.

Bambi - You know...most people take a trip and buy a T-shirt or something.

Greg - I thought it would be freeing to just let some things go in another country. Not worry about little things like having to groom all the time.

Bambi - Maybe a key-chain? My grandmother always brought back tea-towels when she went to Scotland. They were nice.

Greg - So...me not looking like my picture...is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Bambi - It's not the best thing.

Greg - Are you going to leave now?

Bambi - I think I am. Yes. I should go. I'm sorry.

Greg - No problem at all, it's quite alright.

Total elapsed time: 12 minutes.

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