New Here
Ep. 1. Pilot. Moving In.
Setting: Chicago, IL
by Kevin/Senriman
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Characters.
Steve
Phil
Eric/Bartender
Clarecia/bird/parakete


*Inside of a bar, windows around and dark. The main part of the bar is a square bar with an empty middle for the bartender to walk around. The bar isnt too bright, but not dark.*

*man[steve] walks into bar and sits down*

Steve looks around

Bartender walks around to him

Bartender: Say, you're not from here are you?

Steve: Why do you say that?

Bartender: It's usually the same group of people.

Steve: Well, you're right.

Bartender: So what's happening, you just move in?

Steve: Yeah.. I got a job offering and the only way I could keep my career somewhat serious is by following it here.

Bartender: I understand, the same thing happened to me.

Steve: Really?

Bartenderlooks back to a diploma
camera zooms in showing its for psychology

Bartender: Sort of. So where you move into?

Steve points backwards behind him. As this happens a man comes in and sits down by Steve with one stool in between them.

Steve: Right across the street.

Bartender: Hey Phil,
Bartender motions to new person
Bartender: You know -- say, I didn't catch your name.

Steve: It's Steve.

Phil: No, why would I?

Bartender: Well apparantly you two are staying in the same complex.

Phil: Oh really now?
Phil moves over one seat towards Steve.
Phil extends his hand in a handshake gesture.
Steve goes for the shake too.
Phil: Pleased to meet you Steve, Im Phil.

Steve: Steve... as you know.

Phil: So what floor do you live on?

Steve: Fourth floor.

Phil: Oh.. were you moving in some boxes today?

Steve: Yeah, why?

Phil reaches into his pocket.
After struggling for a few minutes he takes out a watch.

Phil: I think.. this is yours..

Steve: You stole my watch?

Phil: Nooo.. I just thought you were the old neighbor moving out.

Steve: Your *old* neighbor?

Phil: Well, my place is on the fourth floor too.

Steve: Great, my neighbor is a thief.

Phil: Hey, hold up. This guy was a dick.

Bartender while cleaning a cup
Bartender: You can bet your ass he was.

Phil: So one day I was tying my shoe, and my watch fell off.

Steve: So you took mine?

Phil: Let me finish. So, my watch fell off and I didn't notice.

Steve: How didn't you notice?

Phil: Can I just finish the story?

Steve gestures to continue.

Phil: So later that day I got a call from him saying he found my watch. So I told him to hold it and Id go over there when I got home.

Steve: [sarcasticly]What a dick.

Phil: SO, I went over there later and he told me he lost it. How he did, I don't know. BUT, a week later I saw him wearing a new watch. My new watch.

Bartender: He even came in here trying to sell it a few times.

Steve: But then why'd you take mine?

Phil: I just told you why.

Steve: You didn't know he hadn't moved out already?

Phil: Eh, we dont talk.

Steve: Of course. Also, bartender, I never got a drink.

Phil: Hey, you're the new person. Let me get you one. Plus I can make up for your watch.

Steve: Sounds great.

Phil: Eric[bartender], the usual. Two of them.

Eric: Coming up.
Eric takes two shot glasses and fills them with an odd liquor.

Phil: To a new neighbor.

Steve: To a new neighbor.

both finish their shots.

Steve puts down the shot glass and begins to make odd facial gestures.

Steve: Damn that's strong. What is it?

Phil leans closer and sort of whispers to Steve.
Phil: Absinthe.

Steve: [whisper yelling]Absinthe?

Phil: What, you've never had it?

Steve: Well... no, actually.

Phil: What's the worst that can happen, you only live across the street.

Steve: This ones on me. [to Eric] Let's get the second round going!

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Scene cuts to a dark room with a small crack in the windows. There's an alarm clock showing 11:52AM.

Steve: Aughhhhh.

The door opens letting in light and shows its Phil. Phil opens the curtains. You can see Steve laying down on a mattress with nothing else in the room but boxes.

Phil looks down at steve.

Phil: Get up! It's go time!

Steve groans and swats and phil in a half-asleep state.

Phil exits and the camera shows him in the main room of the apartment. He goes through the boxes labeled kitchen and then takes out two pans. Phil walks back into Steve's room.

Phil begins to bang the pans musically and sing.
Phil: WERE THE MONARCHS OF THE SEA. LEADER OF THE QUEENS NAVY--

Steve looks up.

Steve: What happened yesterday?
He asks while sitting up.

Phil: Well.. you tried absinthe..

Steve: Absinthe?

Phil: ..and then you decided you could make it ontop of the flamingo statue. So.. the cops took you home and here you are!

Steve: Where were you?

Phil: I was with you until then.

Steve: You didn't go back to the complex?

Phil: I was too busy trying to get into a pet store.

Steve: What?

A parokete flies in.

Phil: Whoops, looks like I left my door open... and your door.

Steve: How did you even get in here?

Phil: On the way to the statue, you ran into a girl and thought that she was beautiful. Soooo... you gave her your apartment key.

Steve: What? How'd you get it then?

Phil: She thought you were crazy and handed it to me.

Steve: Ah.

Phil: Well, Im going to go put Clarecia back.

Steve: You named your bird Clarecia?

Phil: Maybeee..

Steve: Well you go do that, Im gonna try and find some food.

Clarecia flies off.

Phil: No! Clarecia!
Phil goes to run after the bird, before returning into view and saying
Phil: Dont you scare her like that!

Steve shakes his head and looks down.
Steve gets up and it goes to credits.