Day 127 – Breakfast – 50 Word Story Expanded

“Don’t shit where you sleep, it’s that simple,” he says, smashing the bottle on the floor, he grabs one of the shards of glass and holds it out towards them.

“Really Stuart? You really think that’s enough protection, from us?”

“It’s all I need against you fucks, so come at me!”

“All brawn and no brains, she was right about you, young, dumb, and not that well hung,” he says with a broad grin, his eyes motioning towards Stuart’s naked body.

“Hung like Donkey Kong when it’s pumping along, didn’t realise it was the way you swung, are you jealous and want some?” He replies back, and lets himself enjoy the moment, smiling. “You’re not the only jack off that can rhyme Dolsalc, so either come and try and take me or piss off, I’m running out of patience.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure of yourself, underestimating your enemy is a sure fire way to get yourself killed, but, I don’t need to tell you all this, do I?”

“Shut up and come try me, I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast!”

“You eat shit, for breakfast? Should I ask why? Dare I say some dietary reasons?”


“It’s called humour, you know, getting a laugh?”

“God damn it!” he yells as he throws the glass shard to the ground. “I can’t do it, I just can’t fuck keep up with all these motherfucking changes!” he yells as he stares down the camera leans.

“What the fuck?” Dolsalc yells. “Again? Seriously, what’s it this time?”

“What’s it this time? Don’t be all fucking high and mighty Xavier, I’m not one of your moist teenage fans, I’m an actor, a talented on at that, and I’m sick and tired of the fucking script being changed twelve times a day and not finding out until were in the middle of a fucking scene.”

“You fucking pretentious piece of shit, come over here, and say it in my face.”

“Conner, Xavier, both of you, calm the fuck down, this has been part of the script since yesterday Conner, not to mention it’s the seventh time we’ve gone through it for the cameras. So I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about, and Xavier, remember the documents you signed, if George see’s this take, and when I say if, I mean when, he might see that as a threat and cancel your contract, so keep it in your pants,” a voice says from the other side of the camera.

“I don’t give a fuck J.J, this is bullshit, Xavier’s ad-libbed some lines not in the script, because my copy doesn’t have half the shit he’s coming out with,” he says as he darts Xavier a vicious glace.

“Don’t look at me Hollywood, my script is good, I don’t wander off it like some people I know,” he says, looking over him shoulder.

“Are you seriously trying to drag me into this argument,” a woman yells from behind.

“If the shoe fits sweetheart, you might as well show it off,” he says, obviously impressed with himself.

“Look, I don’t give a good god damn fuck, you’ve all got the same version of the script, no one’s ad-libbing or doing their own thing, we are all, together, working on one path. So, now, can I get someone in to redress the set, sweep up the smashed bottle, and we’ll start from the the fucking top again! Or do you all want to continue stabbing each other in the face for everyone to see?” the voice yells from behind the camera, silence follows. “Good, now, lets get this fucking thing wrapped so we can all get some air, for christ sake!”



You can read the original 50 Word Story here, Iā€™d be interested in what you think of the full story that came from the short.

8 Replies to “Day 127 – Breakfast – 50 Word Story Expanded”

      1. I love interplay, it can do more than settings, scenes and placement, dialogue unlocks feelings and the people behind them, it brings life… but sometimes, it can over shadow the important stuff. Tarantino is the dialogue king though, love his films for the dialogue.


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