Refills
Outside of the bar. The door opens and out walk the five of them. They all head in the same direction; towards Hank's house (which is right next door.) They chatter amongst themselves, but we are too far away to hear what they are saying. With a few waves among them, the group breaks apart, Hank, Nick, and Sid walk on towards Hank's front porch; but Mick and Amber stop at the end of the driveway.
The camera angle cuts to an angle that looks at Mick and Amber from the perspective of the guys.
They guys are silent, and we can't quite make out what Mick and Amber are saying to one another; but Mick is using some sort of suave and sexy voice while Amber is shaking her head no. Mick moves in all close to her and she steps back shaking her head no some more. Mick throws his arms out to the side and we finally hear something that someone says.
Mick: Why the hell not?!
Amber shakes her head some more and says something that we cannot make out. Mick says something back to her and walks away with his hands in his pocket and his face blushing. Amber yells goodnight to them.
Amber: Good night!
Everyone but Mick: Good night!
Amber walks on up the street to her house which is on the side street that Hank's house borders. Mick reaches the group and mutters something to them while Hank unlocks the door.
Mick: I fucking hate you guys.
Nick: Why? What the hell is your problem?
Mick: She figured out that stupid fucking "pinky" thing and laughed a bout it. She didn't even let me explain.
(His friends laugh at him. Hank lets the door swing inward.)
Hank: Do come in, my friends. (Holds the door open while Sid and Mick walk in. Nick stops at the door. He produces a baggie of weed from a pocket and hands it to Hank.)
Nick: Here you are. It'll run you fifty. (Hank looks around nervously and ushers Nick inside.)
Hank: Put that shit away. Damn it, you're as bad as Sid.
(Nick walks in, followed by Hank. The door closes.)
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The camera angle cuts to an angle that looks at Mick and Amber from the perspective of the guys.
They guys are silent, and we can't quite make out what Mick and Amber are saying to one another; but Mick is using some sort of suave and sexy voice while Amber is shaking her head no. Mick moves in all close to her and she steps back shaking her head no some more. Mick throws his arms out to the side and we finally hear something that someone says.
Mick: Why the hell not?!
Amber shakes her head some more and says something that we cannot make out. Mick says something back to her and walks away with his hands in his pocket and his face blushing. Amber yells goodnight to them.
Amber: Good night!
Everyone but Mick: Good night!
Amber walks on up the street to her house which is on the side street that Hank's house borders. Mick reaches the group and mutters something to them while Hank unlocks the door.
Mick: I fucking hate you guys.
Nick: Why? What the hell is your problem?
Mick: She figured out that stupid fucking "pinky" thing and laughed a bout it. She didn't even let me explain.
(His friends laugh at him. Hank lets the door swing inward.)
Hank: Do come in, my friends. (Holds the door open while Sid and Mick walk in. Nick stops at the door. He produces a baggie of weed from a pocket and hands it to Hank.)
Nick: Here you are. It'll run you fifty. (Hank looks around nervously and ushers Nick inside.)
Hank: Put that shit away. Damn it, you're as bad as Sid.
(Nick walks in, followed by Hank. The door closes.)
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