Sick-Com

For about a year now I've been attempting to write a script, which I am reluctantly calling a sitcom. It's about a man, Christopher who gets diagnosed with cancer, (I know 'HAHAHAHA MEGALOLZ!!!', right?).

Here's a scene from the third episode:

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1: INT: HOSPITAL, DAY

CHRISTOPHER is sat in a brightly lit chemotherpy suite. There are about six other patients all hooked up to the drugs and two nurses walking around. Jenny is sat beside him reading a magazine.

                    JENNY
            I’m bored. Are you bored?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            I suppose so. You don’t have to be here
            if you don’t want to.

                    JENNY   
            No it’s fine...(she flips through some
            pages of her magazine, it’s something like
            ‘Heat’ or ‘Now’)... You wanna play ‘Do or Die’?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            What’s ‘Do or Die’?

                    JENNY
            I pick people out of this magazine and you
            have to tell me if you’d rather have sex with
            them or die.

The patient sat behind Jenny and his wife over hears and looks over frowning. They catch Christopher’s eye, Christopher gives a sheepish smile.

                    JENNY
            So... do or die? (She holds up a picture of
            Jordan)

                    CHRISTOPHER
            Do, I suppose.

                    JENNY
            Really? Hm, I didn’t think she was your type.

                    CHRISTOPHER
            She’s not but if... nevermind.

A male nurse, SEB, comes up to them, he is tall and good looking.

                    SEB
            Hi Chris, how are you holding up?

Jenny looks up from her magazine and does a double take. She readjusts herself and sits up straight, smiling broadly.

                    CHRISTOPHER
            Not bad thanks just...
                   
                    JENNY
            (Sticking out her hand across Christopher)
            Hi, I’m Jenny.

                    SEB
            (Shaking Jenny’s hand) Hi, I’m Seb...So how
            long have you two been together?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            We’re not together.

                    JENNY
            No just friends. Just friends...I’m single

                    SEB
            Right...(he looks at the monitor) Well
            you’re doing great Chris, not much longer.
            Can I get you anything?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            No I’m fine.

                    JENNY
            Are you sure you don’t need Seb to get you
            anything and bring it back here?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            Nope. I’m fine.

Christopher smiles broadly at Seb then at Jenny.

                    SEB
            Ok. I’ll be back when you’re all done. Nice to
            meet you Jenny

                    JENNY
            Yes, you too.

Seb walks away. Jenny watches him and leans over to see him leave the room.

                    CHRISTOPHER
            You’re ridiculous.

                    JENNY
            What? (She opens up the magazine. Then closes
            it again) Do you think I should ask him out?

                    CHRISTOPHER
            Wouldn’t it be a bit, I dunno, unethical?
                   
                    JENNY
            Why? I’m not the one with cancer. (She
            opens up the magazine again)

                    CHRISTOPHER
            Luckily, eh?

                    JENNY
            (Not looking up from the magazine) Tell
            me about it... Do or die? (She holds up
            a picture of Bruce Forsyth)

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