Homeless Heart By Sam Kemp
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EXT. OUTSIDE OF A LOCAL BAR/RESTAURANT. NIGHT. A giant of a man walks out of the bar with a noise of screams and abuse following him. His face is cut and bruised. He lights up a half-smoked cigar and begins to walk to his bike. As he passes an alley he sees a dark figure rolling around in the dirt, accompanied by a strange moaning. GIANT MAN (Said in a confused manner) What the? He walks closer and to his surprise sees a scruffily dressed man panicking on the floor. GIANT MAN (In his low, husky voice) What’s up with ya? The homeless man turns in hope. HOMELESS MAN (Said stuttering) I can’t breathe GIANT MAN Whatcha mean ya can’t breathe? HOMELESS MAN (Said stuttering still) Heart. Heart. The giant man quickly notices that the homeless man is in trouble and having some sort of attack. GIANT MAN Wait right here... The giant man runs to his bike and pulls out a cellphone. He immediately calls 911 and asks for an ambulance. He then runs back to the homeless man and reassures him. GIANT MAN Not t’ worry. Helps coming. I’m here.