Mike and Ben are sitting on the couch. They are watching a movie.
The hero of the film sits alone on a park bench.
Hero: I did everything I was supposed to do. I did everything right. But now my family’s dead. And I couldn’t protect them. I failed them. I failed as a human being. And worst of all, I failed as a man. The only logical thing to do is get a gun and live out my revenge fantasy until I have somehow reclaimed my manhood.
Mike: They’re laying on the patriarchal thinking kinda thick, don’t you think?
Ben: What have I told you about talking during movies?
Mike: That only you can do it?
Ben: Now say you’re sorry.
Mike: But that would be talking.
Ben: ARE YOU CONTRADICTING ME?
Mike: No, no, I’m sorry!
Ben: I TOLD YOU TO STOP TALKING!
Mike: You don’t have to be so toxic.
Ben’s eyes slowly turn in their sockets toward Mike. His head likewise follows. He is now looking at Mike. He raises his hand high in the air.
Ben: Finish this sentence—when Ben’s hand goes up…
Silence.
Ben: I said. Finish. This. Sentence. When Ben’s hand goes up…
Silence.
Ben: This is the last time. When Ben’s hand goes up…
Mike: …Mike’s mouth goes shut.
Ben slaps him with his raised hand.
Ben: NO TALKING!
Mike: (aside) Stupid patriarchy.
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