Brian
Tom Brokah: A pug
(Brian is sitting in a messy apartment. He is playing with Tom Brokaw. Paul enters)
Paul: What’s that?
Brian: It’s my new dog. Paul meet Tom Brokaw, Paul Brokaw meet my roommate Paul.
Paul: you named your dog Tom Brokaw?
Brian: I name all my pets after news men I have ever since my first cat, Edward R. Murrow. She was a good cat.
Paul: We aren’t allowed to have dogs
Brian: No it’s all right, I asked the super he said it’s cool as long as no one complains.
Paul: You should have told me you were going to get a dog. We have to get rid of it.
Brian: Why do we have to get rid of it. I can take care of him I’ve had dogs before.
Paul: Because we can’t keep a dog. It will….. Take shits.
Brian: It will shit outside.
(beat)
Paul: I don’t like dogs.
Brian: What do you mean you don’t like dogs?
Paul: They are nasty fithy things
Brian: How can you not like dogs? That’s like saying you don’t like Frank Sinatra. Everyone likes them.
Paul: Well I don’t like dogs and actually I don’t like Frank Sinartra that much ether
(Beat)
Brian: What is wrong with you?
Paul: Look, we have been friends for years, and you are one of the best roommates I have ever had. You are an awesome guy and I want to live with you. Hell, you bought my mother a gift on her birthday. Who is that nice? So don’t take it lightly when I say: Ether the dog goes or I do.
(Beat)
Brian: How can you not like Frank Sinatra?
Paul: Answer the question!
Brian: you really don’t like Frank Sinatra
Paul: I think he is boring
Brian: you can move out tomorrow
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