"The Bomb Under The Table" Written by Isaac Brooks Based On The Idea by Alfred Hitchcock
"The Bomb Under The Table" Written by Isaac Brooks Based On The Idea by Alfred Hitchcock
Written by
Isaac Brooks
Isaac Brooks
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1.
FADE IN:
He takes the fuse from the dynamite and slides it into a hole
in the side of the mechanical device. He puts a strip of
masking tape on it to hold it in place.
He puts the bomb inside a small wooden box, and closes the
box. The sound stops entirely. He bends down, beneath the
table he was working on. He holds the box in place, and
starts to try and loosen a piece of masking tape from the roll
in his other hand. He brings it to his mouth and uses his
teeth to tear off some tape. We see his face.
HELEN
I thought it was fine; beyond
fine even.
SUE
2.
HELEN
Like what?
SUE
The Mount Rushmore thing was
really contrived. And the whole
merry-go-round out-of-control
was ridiculous!
As the four are talking among themselves they move towards the
table; it is identical to the table in the first scene. It is
a square table with four seats.
HELEN
It’s an old movie.
ALAN
Ladies, shall we get started?
SUE
Sure. Where do you keep the
cards?
ALAN
I’ll get them.
He walks out of the room. The three sit down, the women being
next to each other and Alex sitting opposite Sue. The women
resume their talk.
SUE
That’s not what I meant. Just
the whole idea was absurd.
ALEX
Please don’t keep talking about
that all night.
HELEN
(ignoring him)
It was neat though.
Alex puts his head down on the table rather hardly. We see
that the bomb is under this table.
ALAN (O.S)
3.
Alex lifts his head. Alan is there holding the cards, wearing
a rather sinister smile. He indicates their seating
positions.
ALAN
Is that how you guys want to do
it? I would have thought we’d
each get out own wives.
HELEN
No, I don’t mind being with you.
ALEX
What’s that supposed to mean?
SUE
I’m stuck with him?
ALAN
You want to draw?
ALEX
Yes.
SUE
Whatever.
Alan spreads the cards on the table face-down. They each pick
a card; Helen drops hers onto the ground.
HELEN
Whoops.
ALEX
Well?
Helen puts her card on the table. It’s the Ace of diamonds.
SUE
Boys versus girls; this should
be interesting.
4.
They change their seating. Helen stays in her place, Alex and
Sue switch places, and Alan sits down in the empty seat to
Helen’s right.
ALAN
You deal.
ALEX
Remind me again, weak or strong
twos?
ALAN
Weak twos, Texas and Jacoby
transfers, Roman keycard and
inverted minor raises.
SUE
We’ll do the same?
HELEN
Sure.
She starts dealing out the cards. As she does the bomb stays
the same, making no movement and staying innocently silent.
ALAN
Anyone want a drink?
ALAN
Beer.
HELEN
I’ll have a diet coke.
SUE
I’m fine, thanks.
HELEN
Now that he’s gone, does anyone
know why he brought us here?
ALEX
Huh?
HELEN
5.
SUE
It was noisy, I prefer it here;
we also get to be more social,
not have to go quickly and
silently.
ALEX
Actually, I’ve never known Alan
to mind the club. He likes the
quiet atmosphere.
HELEN
One spade.
ALAN
Is it my bid yet?
ALEX
One spade double to Sue.
SUE
Pass.
ALAN
Okay, just a second...
He passes the drinks around, sits down, and looks at his hand
momentarily. Meanwhile, the bomb stays the same under the
table.
6.
ALAN
Pass.
ALEX
(surprised)
What?
ALAN
You doubled one spade, right?
ALEX
Yeah.
ALAN
Well, this is that rare time
when it’s not forcing.
SUE
I think someone’s giving out too
much information.
ALAN
Right, sorry.
HELEN
Pass.
ALEX
Pass.
SUE
(To Alex)
Okay, your lead.
The bomb is there under the table. Alan glances at his watch.
Alex puts a card down on the table. Sue lays out her hand on
the table.
HELEN
Thank you partner.
She plays a card from the dummy (Sue’s cards) and Alan
follows. Helen plays a card from her hand and gathers the
four cards. She starts playing the next trick from her hand,
but is frowning.
HELEN
Alan, are you feeling all right?
7.
ALAN
I’m fine.
ALEX
You don’t look it.
ALAN
I’m fine!
SUE
Hey, don’t be so grumpy. If I
wanted that kind of opponent I’d
have stayed at the club.
ALAN
Sorry.
ALEX
Why do you keep looking at your
watch?
ALAN
Are you trying to pick a fight?
ALEX
Hey, what’s your problem!
HELEN
Calm down...
ALAN
Why do you keep picking at me
over every little thing?
ALEX
I was just wondering!
SUE
Should we switch partners?
ALEX
(calming)
No; I apologize.
8.
ALAN
Me too. Let’s keep going.
They play a few more tricks, and finish the hand. Helen gets
a score-sheet and starts writing down the score of the hand.
As she does this we get another glance at the bomb underneath
the table. It is still completely motionless and silent.
HELEN
Down one – fifty points to you?
ALAN
A hundred, I doubled.
HELEN
Oh right.
ALEX
So, I guess your bid wasn’t
awful after all.
ALAN
Trump stack, you turn the
takeout into a penalty.
HELEN
What, did you see that in last
week’s column?
ALAN
Three weeks ago, actually.
Alex hands the deck to Helen, who cuts it. Alan makes a
subtle glance at his watch; his face pales.
ALAN
You guys finished with your
drinks?
ALEX
Almost; one No-trump.
SUE
Pass.
9.
ALAN
Two hearts.
HELEN
Pass.
ALEX
Three spades.
SUE
Pass.
ALAN
Pass.
ALEX
Helen?
HELEN
Pass.
ALEX
Sue’s lead.
Sue leads, and Alan puts his hand out. He has five spades
lead by the King, four diamonds lead by the ace, and doubleton
hearts and clubs with no honors.
ALEX
You passed with that?
ALAN
Only five.
ALEX
But I showed four-card support.
ALAN
Still, seven high-card points
isn’t invitational with only
five.
HELEN
I agree with Alex; that’s a
four-spades bid.
ALAN
10.
HELEN
Whatever.
ALAN
Anyone want a drink?
ALEX
Sure.
Helen bends down to get it, and in the process drops her whole
hand.
HELEN
Damn. Nobody look!
Alan’s face is ghost-pale. Helen gets off her chair and sits
down on the ground and starts collecting her cards, some of
which are face-up. She is sitting right underneath the bomb.
As she rises to look for any more, she hits her head on the
box.
HELEN
Ow!
SUE
You okay?
HELEN
Yeah, I just hit my head on the
table.
She comes back out from under it with her hand and her drink,
which she hands to Alan. He takes the drinks and practically
runs to the kitchen with it.
SUE
Okay; what’s up with him?
ALEX
I don’t know; all last week he’s
been edgy.
HELEN
I’ve barely seen him outside the
bridge club.
ALEX
Did you notice anything weird,
Sue?
SUE
I really wouldn’t know what to
look for.
ALAN
(to himself)
Almost time.
SUE
It’s been a while since he’s
really been himself, but of
course you know how Alan is.
ALEX
That’s what I don’t understand;
he’s just been behaving weirdly,
but I can’t think of anything
that would explain the behavior.
SUE
You know, he’s taking a while to
get the drinks.
HELEN
I’m sure he’s fine.
ALEX
You want to go check?
Sue leans back against her chair, peering at the door to the
kitchen. She sees nothing. We have another glance at the
bomb.
SUE
Is he even there?
ALEX
I’ll go check.
HELEN
Sit down. Play.
ALEX
But Alan-
HELEN
He’ll be back with the drinks;
let’s play.
ALAN
(to himself)
Any minute now...
SUE
No!
HELEN
Whatever.
MAN
Get away! It’s a bomb!
Sue screams. The man tries to pull the box off the table, but
the tape holds. He takes the table and throws it out the
window. Another leg – which doesn’t make it through – breaks
as the table goes flying out. In mid-air outside it explodes,
spraying wood shivers in all directions.
FADE OUT.