Updated: Jul 1, 2020
After a long day of bad news, Anthony only wants a drink. Just when he thought the day couldn't get any worse, the downward spiral continues in this witty short film about The Black Stuff.
EXT. SIDEWALK - DAY
ANTHONY, 30, drags his feet down an empty street. His head
perpetually stuck looking at the ground.
He kicks a CIGARETTE PACK. He stops. His eyes open with
excitement. He runs to it. He shakes it. Nothing. He opens
The sound of a door creaking open and slamming closed causes
him to turn around.
An imposing hulk of a SECURITY GUARD stares at Anthony with a
The guard opens the door and motions for him to go inside.
Anthony cautiously steps towards the door.
Anthony steps in.
A dimly lit bar. Not a soul in sight save the BARTENDER. He
walks up the bar and takes a seat. He continues to study the
area. He nods in approval.
The Bartender walks up to the Patron.
What can I get for you?
A glass of the Black Stuff and some
Coming right up.
He puts his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. HE pulls a
Anthony crumples it up.
Fuck that place!
The patron throws it at the TRASH CAN but misses.
Bartender comes back with Anthony’s drinks.
Anthony chugs the GLASS of black liquid. He then chugs the
GLASS of water in a few gulps.
The Bartender looks dumbfound. Anthony smiles back.
Can I get another one... and a pack
of smokes, please and thank you
Bartender nods their head.
People start to come into the bar and greet the barkeep
before sitting down. The regulars.
Anthony’s drink comes up withe PACK of CIGARETTES. He slams
down the drink and takes the smokes. He gets up and leaves
INT. BAR RESTROOM
Anthony drys his hands under the blow dryer .
He rubs his hands against his pants. He starts to tap his
pockets. All of them. He put his hand in and pulls them out.
All of the pockets are empty.
Where’s my wallet?
He walks up to the bar and slams down the drink.
The Bartender is busy serving the other patrons their drinks.
He power walks to the exit.
The coast is clear... except for the Security Guard that
stands at the exit.
He goes back to the bar and slams himself down on the stool.
His face with a worried look.
We doing another, sweetie?
He shakes his head no. He looks at the bartender. He shakes
his head yes.
Yes, one more, please.
Bartender leaves. He looks around. Everyone is distracted.
He gets up and starts to run away.
As the Bartender pours the drink they notice Anthony running.
WE HAVE A RUNNER!
Anthony turns to look behind him.
The Bartender chases after them.
He looks ahead of him.
The security guard stands in front of him. The guard tackles
him to the ground.
INT. BAR KITCHEN - NIGHT
Anthony’s leg is CHAINED to the dishwasher. He washes away
as the Bartender comes up with a platter full of drinks.
The Bartender hands the drink to Anthony. The barkeep walks
up to a WHITEBOARD and adds another tally under his name. He
has 7 tallies.
There are two other names next to his, those names are also
full of tallies.
Anthony turns to the person next to him. ERIC, 30.
Eric shrugs his shoulders
The bartenders are hot.
All of them
Anthony turns to the older looking man, HANK; 62.
I just came to use the bathroom 20
The Bartender motions to the drinks. Eric and Hank reach for
A SHORT, LANKY MAN enters the kitchen; whistling. He looks at
what’s going on. The Bartender, with a sultry smile on her
face, offers him a beer.
He makes a crucifix with his fingers.
The bartender hisses
Eagle’s Hotel California starts to fade up.
FADE To BLACK.