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Script Bitter-Final Draft PDF
Script Bitter-Final Draft PDF
by
Melissa Pennartz
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FADE IN:
TARA
Philip can I help you with anything?
PHILIP
Well, since you're calling me I might
as well ask you something.
TARA
What's up?
TARA
(Ironically)
Well, have a seat...
PHILLIP
(Shy and hesitant)
Huh... Everybody in the office is
getting excited about John's wedding
you know, and, huh... Well, I'm
thinking of inviting Lori as my plus
one, so out of respect I wanted to
make sure that it'd be OK with you?
PHILIP
Wow, you're ok?!
TARA
(nodding)
It's stupid hot! Lori... You mean our
admin department Lori?
PHILIP
Yea, Lori.
TARA
(faking)
Oh Philip go for it! I mean you and I
broke up for a minute now. You do not
need my permission.
PHILIP
(relieved)
I know, but the way gossips go around
here I thought I'd give you the heads
up.
TARA
Oh, Lori...
Philip turns around, stands up, nods to Tara for approval and
steps out following Lori's direction.
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TARA
I can't believe Phil is taking Lori to
John's wedding. I was convinced he
would ask me to go together.
NATE
(looking up from his magazine)
I'm not mad at him. You dumped him
after all but now it looks like bro is
winning the break up...
(Flips a page)
TARA
What do you mean "winning the break
up"? And I didn't "dumped" him. It was
just not working. He's so... clingy,
needy... Ugh, I just can't.
NATE
(keeping his eyes on the magazine)
In the meantime he has a date
(looking up at Tara)
while your stuck up picky ass will be
at that wedding SO-LO!
TARA
I'm not picky. I just know what I
don't want.
NATE
(with a side look)
We know that...
NATE
You broke up with Phil like a year ago
and haven't met anyone that suits you
ever since.
(Snarky)
I swear you can be a little of a stuck
up bitch sometimes.
NATE
(holding the eggplant next to his
face and overly smiling)
This is the missing piece in your
life. If you had more of this you'd
loosen up a bit.
NATE
OUCH... kill it. That's what I'm
talking about!
Tara and Nate start laughing. She then takes out her phone,
opens up an app on it and passes it to her friend.
TARA
I've been looking at this dating
app... I might give it a try. It's
kinda pricey because they're using
real match makers but there's also a
blind date formula that's cheaper.
Nate checks out the app and looks pretty excited about it. He
flips around the profiles naming the men out loud making
approving and disapproving faces. He decides to subscribe
Tara.
NATE
Girl you're in! Blind date it is. It's
the only way your picky ass will meet
someone and have a date for that
wedding.
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BEN
Hey, are you Tara?
TARA
(frowning)
Yyy...es, how can I help you?
BEN
I'm Ben. We've got matched online for
a blind-date.
TARA
(looking around and laughing)
Oh, no I'm sorry, it must be a
mistake. Are you sure I'm your Tara? I
mean, we are more than just me.
BEN
(Looking around)
I am pretty sure you are the one,plus
I don't see anyone else alone.
TARA
But, I've got matched on...
BEN
blackconnection.com, I know.
(he smirks)
TARA
But you're not even...
BEN
Black? Can you tell? I thought this
was a blind date.
(shaking his head)
TARA
You got jokes... May you excuse me for
a second? I'll be right back.
BEN
(confused)
Go ahead. I'll wait here.
As Tara lays her book on the table and stands up, Ben sits at
the table. She heads to the restroom. In there she calls
Nate.
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NATE (V.O)
Girl, ain't you on a date?!
TARA
I'm in the restroom. What's going on
here wasn't part of the plan...
NATE (V.O)
develop...
TARA
(whiny)
He's really not my type. I did not
sign up for this.
NATE (V.O)
What was I saying again, picky much?
What's wrong with bro?
TARA
That's what's wrong... He's not a bro.
NATE (V.O)
You mean they matched you with a
brother from another mother? Lemme
find out, you're on a date with
Vanilla Ice?
Nate laughs.
TARA
Nate shut up!
NATE (V.O)
Chill. Don't judge a book by it's
cover. He may be what your annoying
ass needs! Get back there and stop
being your rude self.
TARA
(Rolling her eyes)
Whatever. Later...
Tara hangs up, fixes herself, exhales and heads back to her
date.
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TARA
Hey, Sorry. I didn't mean to be
disrespectful. Just felt a little
caught off guard. Being matched on
that app I kind of expected
something... different? Well, you
know.
BEN
(laughing)
Don't stress yourself, I get it. It's
just that I personally love my women
like my coffee.
TARA
(frowning)
Black?
(rolling her eyes)
Corny.
BEN
You're right, but I think you should
try adding a little cream in yours
though, so you wouldn't be so bitter.
TARA
I'm not bitter. Just a little
confused. Why would you even use that
app? Are you some kind of fetishist or
something?
BEN
(laughing)
Fetishist? Are you serious now? I just
don't discriminate. I love all women
but like they say, once you go black
you never...
TARA
Please do not! Just don't say that.
BEN
Wow, chill I was just trying to be
funny.
TARA
Listen "buddy", I know this whole
situation looks like a joke but I'm
surely not looking for a clown.
BEN
Got you "sis".
TARA
I don't want you to think that I am
being prejudiced but I don't think
this is going to work.
BEN
I just came, how did you figure that
one out?
TARA
I am sure you are a great guy but I
don't see where is this going to go.
BEN
You are not supposed to see, this is a
blind...
TARA
(cutting Ben off)
Oh-my-God! That's what I'm talking
about. Don't make another blind-date
joke please. I'm sorry but imma get
going.
BEN
Well, do as you please. this is the
free world after all... No pun
intended
TARA
(side looking)
Boy bye!
Tara picks up her purse, put on her jacket, pushes her chair
under the table but somehow,as she is leaving her foot trips
into Ben's chair and she falls. Ben stands to try to help her
out but she is really hurt and can't lay her foot on the
floor. He helps her sit back on her chair. Once seated, Tara
looks in her purse for her phone.
TARA
Oh great, I can't walk, I need a Uber
home and my phone died!
BEN
Are you ok? Don't worry I'll get you a
car.
TARA
You dropped this.
TARA
Who wrote this? It's really good.
BEN
I did. I compose and play guitar for a
band. Do you read music?
TARA
I've been playing the piano since
before I could walk. I almost gave up
as a teen but my crazy strict parents
wouldn't let me.
TARA
May I?
BEN
This is genius! That chord you changed
here is powerful. How didn't I think
of that.
TARA
(smiling)
It's your work. You are pretty
talented. I just thought that it may
be more dramatic that way.
BEN
That's what all that black girl magic
is about huh?
BEN
Maybe one day you could come see me
and my band playing. I'm better at
guitar than I am at jokes... I
promise.
TARA
And you are pretty bad at jokes!
WAITRESS
Hello, how is it going today, may I
get you something to drink?
BEN
(rushing to his phone)
Oh shit, your Uber, my fault. Let me
call it right now!!
Tara places her hand on Ben's hand holding the phone to stop
him. She looks at him and then turns her head to the
waitress.
TARA
Yes, I would love a coffee please.
WAITRESS
Sure, how do you like it?
TARA
With cream.
FADE OUT.