I love detective show but sometimes the action seems predictable. Here’s my spoof of a typical crime show. It’s a little long for a blog so I’ll post it on two parts. I have reformatted it to make it fit. Enjoy.

Typical hotel bedroom. Man and woman in bed making love. The woman is on top. Camera shots from six different angles. Close up on MARTHA ANDREWS’ face.

Cut to front of hotel. CHRIS ANDREWS enters, walks through lobby, takes elevator to 44th floor, walks down hallway, stops at a room, takes out a set of burglary tools and picks the lock. Opens door and walks in.

CHRIS: Martha?

MARTHA: Chris! Don’t you ever knock?

CHRIS: Martha! What is going on?

MARTHA: (jumping out of bed and pulling a sheet around herself) Don’t be stupid. You can see what is going on. Or can’t you remember?

CHRIS: Why, Martha? I love you. I’ll forgive you.

MARTHA: I love you too. I will always love you. I’m just not in love with you.

CHRIS: What the hell does that mean?

MARTHA: I don’t know. It’s in the script. I just read the lines. I don’t have to understand them.

CHRIS: Who’s this guy?

MARTHA: Who? I’ll tell you who. He’s real man who loves me. He loves me for who I am, not who he expects me to be. He loves me for myself. He is concerned about my emotional needs. He treats me with respect, not like some trophy wife.

CHRIS: No, I mean what is his name?

MARTHA: If you must know, he name is John.

BILL: Actually, my name is Bill. Bill Smith

CHRIS: Yeah, right.

MARTHA: Shut up Bill! Keep out of this. This is between my husband and me.

BILL: (getting out of bed) I didn’t realize you were married. Perhaps, I should go. (starts to get dressed)

MARTHA: No, stay. I’ll get rid of him.

BILL: I have to get back to work anyway.

CHRIS: Why him?

MARTHA: (starts to get dressed) He’s twice the man you are.

CHRIS: That’s because he must weigh 500 pounds.

BILL: Please! I weigh 450 pounds and not a pound more.

CHRIS: How could you, Martha?

MARTHA: Well, I have to stay on top.

CHRIS: No, I meant how could you do this to me?

Martha gives Chris a quizzical look.

CHRIS: I am talking about our marriage. How could you do this to our marriage?

MARTHA: Oh. Come on! We’ve been married for two weeks. How long did you expect me to be faithful?

CHRIS: Longer than two weeks.

MARTHA: You should’ve said something.

CHRIS: Do the words, forsaking all others mean anything to you?

MARTHA: No. Should they?

CHRIS: They were part of our marriage vows.

MARTHA: Again, if it was in the script, I don’t have to know what it means.

BILL: How much do I owe you?

MARTHA: Two hundred. Same as last week.

BILL: Will I see you again?

MARTHA: Of course. Next week. Same time.

BILL: (hands Martha two one hundred dollar bills. They kiss.) See you next week.

Bill exits.

MARTHA: (Martha holds one of the bills up to the light.) Stop him! These bills are counterfeit!

TO BE CONTINUED…

Don’t you hate it when at the critical point in the show, they say “TO BE CONTINUED…” I do. Unfortunately, this will be continued next week. Have a good weekend.

For e-books by me, visit http://smashwords.com/profile/view/monteranderson. Follow me on Twitter at http://twitter.com/monteranderson Follow my blog at http://monteranderson-author.com or https://monteranderson.wordpress.com.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

writerdmayall

Dave Mayall's "Authors from Around the World"

Diary of an Internet Nobody.

Rants and Musings from the Ether.

Blue Blogs Network

A network of the best LE Blogs on the web:

Being Author

Resources and Tools for Authors.

Writer's Haven

Words from heart

Rishav K Singh

Project Theos

Rationalising The Universe

one post at a time

unbolt me

the literary asylum

Recipe in a Bottle

Connecting to Friends, Old and New, Through Recipes, Gardens, and Dinner Parties

Deidra Alexander's Blog

I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. I'm a fiction writer.

Sui generis Shaili

A Unique Style 📝 | 💫WorDeD with WiT👑👇

%d bloggers like this: