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It Is what it Is: Mockumentary Script

FADE IN:

INT. Connors House - Mid-day

Connor is INSIDE his house, GETTING ready for football, Connors MOTHER is SITTING in the LIVING ROOM.

Connors Mum
Tell your brother to be back for 9.

EXT. Outside shop - Mid-day

Connor is INSIDE the shop PURCHASING an energy drink, WHILE Sam WAITS OUTSIDE the shop to continue QUESTIONING Connor.Connor LEAVES shop with PURCHASED GOODS.

Sam
(in an inquisitive tone)
What did you buy from the shop today Connor?

Connor
(face stuffed with sweets, using a mumbled tone)
Sweets, energy drink and a scratchcard ya dickhead.

Sam
(not surprised)
How Pleasant.

HIDDEN figure walking towards connor in an AGGRESSIVE manor. Sun FACING his back, So His Shadow is AHEAD of Him

Connors Brother
(Aggressively)
Give us all your fucking money,

Yeah run that shit bitch…

Connor
(Nervously)
For fucks sake,not again.

Connors Brother
Faggit.

Connor
Mum wants you back by 9.

Connors Brother
(Shouting)
Fuck off.

Sam
Who was that?

Connor
My Brother…

An AWKWARD SILENCE falls upon the group. Connor LOOKS at EASE as if this is NO SURPRISE to him.

Fade out:

EXT. The Canal - Mid-day

Connor is WALKING down the canal, HEADING TOWARDS football, canal is LITTERED with RUBBISH & FECES, However, Connor MATCHES the scenery with his RUGGED OUTFIT.

Sam
So connor what are your hobbies?

Connor
(in a chavvy accent)
I like taking long walks down the canal, but fuck them swans, fucking dickheads.

Sam
So you dont like animals?

Connor
Yeah i do i just don't like swans.

Connor
Look there's one now

Connor KICKS/MISSES his empty can in the Swans direction.

Connor
Fucking Dickhead.

Sam
Thats didn't go as planned did it.

Connor
(Annoyed Tone)
Paigon.

EXT. Football ground - Late Afternoon

Connor is AMONGST a GROUP of friends PLAYING football. The football pitch is of POOR QUALITY with OLD RUSTY goal posts.

Sam
(Shouting)
Connor come here.

Connor SLOWLY walks over out of BREATH and with an ANNOYED look on his face.

Sam
How’s the game going Connor?

Connor
(Annoyed)
Its shit, that fat fuck aint even doing anything
Connor Points to FELLOW OBESE GROUP member(a.k.a Brandon)

Sam
(curious tone)
Seriously? Are you fat shaming in the year 2018

Connor
(Confidently)
No, he's always been fat.

Connor’s begins to SPRINT off back into the game heading DIRECTLY towards Brandon and not the ball. With an IMPERFECT STRIDE.

Sam
(Shouting)
Where are you going Connor?

Connor IGNORES Sam’s Question and carries on RUNNING TOWARDS Brandon.

Sam
(Shouting rapidly)
Connor?

The SOUND of CHEERING, ECHOS the field as ONE of the teams SCORED a goal. WHILST connor continues to SPRINT at brandon. Connor THEN completely WIPES Brandon out

Fade out:
Fade in:

Sam
(Voice over)

The boys decided to go out to celebrate after the game, meanwhile connor was making his way home.

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