Street scene #2


DAD:
Right son, we had to come up with a name for the shop.

SON:
Ok dad, what did you think?

DAD:
Tooty fruity.

SON:
Brilliant.

DAD:
Sure?

SON:
Yeah. Really good - lets have a look at the design

DAD
There. It’s got an ice-cream, a kebab and a coffee cup.

SON:
Hmmm

DAD:
Hmmm?

SON:
Well, that’s not how you spell tooty.

DAD:
What?

SON:
That’s tout-y

DAD:
No - that’s how you say tooty. Look - just like fruity. Tooty fruity.

SON:
No dad, that’s tout-y fruity. Or - er. Tout-y frout -y

There is a silence

SON: (CONT'D)
Dad?

DAD:
Why don’t you just fuck off to college big smarty pants.

SON:
what? Eh?

DAD:
How do spell NVQ son? eh? Tell me that, trainee hair dresser, tell me that.

SON:
Dad?

Big pause

DAD:
Sorry son. Sorry. It’s just we, well, we already had it made.

SON:
Ahh.

DAD:
Yeah.

Big pause

SON:
Well, don't look so glum. Lets sort out that fringe.