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FADE IN:

EXT. HOME SWEET HOME- NIGHT (2016)

A cold, late spring night. LOLA, an adorably chubby English Bulldog who enjoys a good caper, is sitting at the back door of the home. MOMMYBEAST, the put upon owner of Lola who indulges every whim the baby Bulldog desires (unless it will lead to disfigurement or death), stands at the door. Mommybeast is impatient. 

LOLA

Mom, I have to go pee.

MOMMYBEAST

Go potty now, that way we can go to bed afterwards.

LOLA

Okay, but it’s cold out there so hold the door for me. I don’t want to get stuck out there like last time.

MOMMYBEAST

You mean that one time I left you out there for 15 seconds while I turned on a light switch?

LOLA

Yes, that time. It was life altering and I’m still in therapy for it. I mean, I would be if you would take me to therapy instead of laughing at my request.

(Lola proceeds outside. Lola walks around the yard, trying to find that special spot.)

Mom, I can’t find my spot. You need to mow this grass. I can’t believe these are the conditions you leave me in.

MOMMYBEAST

Just go to the bathroom. I’m ready for bed.

LOLA

(walks around muttering to herself)

That woman never appreciates my requests. I should really seek new lodgings with people who will cherish my fluffiness.

MOMMYBEAST

Lola, come inside already! Lola! Lola? Hello, why are you just standing there?

(Lola, standing completely still looking at Mommybeast)

Lola, what are you doing?!

(Mommybeast, walking over to investigate the frozen Lola)

Lola, why are you just staring at me? Come on, let’s go!

(Lola falls over stiff as a board)

MOMMYBEAST

Dear god!!! What is the matter?!?!?!

LOLA

(holds front paw straight out in horror)

There is a poop on my paw. I stepped in a poop.

MOMMYBEAST

There’s no poop on your paw. There’s nothing. Come on, let’s go inside.

LOLA

There’s a POOP on my PAW! Get it off!

MOMMYBEAST

There is NO poop on your paw. Now get up and let’s go inside!

LOLA

(still holding front paw straight out in horror)

I’m dead. I’m just dead. I can no longer continue on. Goodbye.

MOMMYBEAST

(lifts a large Lola and carries her into the house)

The neighbors are going to have me committed one day. I can’t believe I am carrying a bulldog into the house because she thinks she stepped on a mythological poop. It was a fucking pine cone, but god knows once she thinks it’s a poop then it must be a poop. Nope, Mommybeast is an idiot who doesn’t know anything.

NAMELESS NEIGHBOR

(peeks out window)

Honey, I think our new neighbor is crazy. She’s talking to herself while carrying a dog around at 1 in the morning.

FADE OUT.

THE END


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