FREDDY: Uh, yeah.. A-alright thanks Mike. MIKE: Yeah man. 'Ave a good d- [Freddy slams the phone down before he can finish. Freddy looks down, hisbreathing getting heavier, he's getting angry.] FREDDY: GOD.. DAMNIT!! [Freddy yanks the table cloth off the kitchen table, knocking all of the dishesinto the floor. They all shatter. Freddy takes his coffee mug and hurls it at thewall. It breaks, knocking a pictureframe to the floor, and making an earsplittingBANG. He walks over and sits on the couch. His arms are shaking, and he'sbreathing heavily. He runs his fingers through his hair, and sits back in thechair, trying to calm himself down.] [FADE TO BLACK] [Camera slowly fades in, from Freddy's point of view. It is night out. The lightsare off, and the room is illuminated by the warm glow of the television. Thedoorbell is ringing. Camera cuts to the middle of the living room, showing thathe's still sitting in the chair. He had fallen asleep earlier that morning. Hesighs, and rubs his eyes. The doorbell rings again, and Freddy slowly stands up,and walks to the door. The doorbell rings again.] FREDDY: I'm comin', I'm comin' [He opens the door. It is Linda, she is standing there excitedly, holding a largeplate of food, and a grin on her face.] LINDA: Hey there stranger! I thought I'd come over and surprise you.You haven'teaten dinner yet have you? FREDDY: Uh, no.. No I havent. LINDA: Great! Can I come in? [Freddy sighs again, then silently steps to the side, and holds the door open soLinda can come in. As she walks in and turns around the door to walk to thekitchen, Freddy slams the door. Camera cuts inside his house. Linda walks into thekitchen, but stops when she sees the broken dishes.] LINDA: What happened here? FREDDY: Oh yeah, uh, leg of the table broke earlier, knocked all of that into thefloor. Didn't get around to cleaning it up. LINDA: Oh, okay. [Linda sets the plates of warm food on the stove, kneels down, picks up theburgundy table cloth, and smooths it across the dinner table. She then puts theplates on the table, and sits down. she smiles up at Freddy.] LINDA: Shall we eat? [Camera cuts to a little while later, They're sitting across from each other. TheTV is off, and the room is warmly lit by a nearby lamp. Linda is scarfing her fooddown, Freddy is looking down, and picking slowly at his plate.]
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