Wait! Stop laughing. I forgot I’mm mmmad at you.
(Cut to a tracking shot of Wilt as he storms past Duke and over to his suitcase and starts putting things in it. He mistakenly puts hotel property in along with his belongings as he packs.)
DUKE
What are you doing?
WILT
Packing!
(Duke walks into frame and camera cuts to a medium shot of the two as they talk.)
DUKE
Why?
WILT
Because! (Stops to think for a moment as if he forgot.) I’mm llleaving you.
DUKE
You probably shouldn’t be making any decisions if you can’t even say “I’m” right.
WILT
(Sarcastically) So I should
just keep letting you make all of the decisions? (Wilt closes the newly packed suitcase and turns to stumble out of the room but stops when Duke talks.)
DUKE
Well, yeah. (Chasing after Wilt.) Calm down. I thought we were friends.
WILT
(Turning to face Duke.) Friends!?! People like you don’t have “Friends”; you have people who put up with you. And now you don’t even have that. Have fun dying!
(Cut to a full shot of the room as Wilt walks back over towards the door leaving Duke standing alone. Wilt stops when he hears Duke say please.)
DUKE
(Unnaturally serious.) C’mon, you’re too wasted to go anywhere right now. Please, (Pause) stay here and sleep it off.
(Close up on Wilt’s face. He looks confused as though he had never heard the word please before.)
WILT
Did you just say “please”?
(Cut back to the full shot of the room. Duke snaps back into his overconfident, mood breaking demeanor.)
DUKE
You can continue your bitch fit in the morning. We get up at seven tomorrow.
WILT