Hi,
A rather different sketch. All feedback more than more than welcome.
THE QUIZ VAULT
EXT DAY. CENTRAL LONDON. A TWENTYSOMETHING MAN IN OFFICE CLOTHES IS WAITING BY A LAMPPOST, LOOKING AT HIS WATCH. HE IS HOLDING SOME FLOWERS.
AN ACQUAINTANCE ADMIRES THE FLOWERS.
Acquaintance:
Meeting a girl? You’re a dark horse, eh?
Man:
Haha – see you later.
SUDDENLY, A FAT MAN APPEARS WITH FLAPPING COMEDY EARS, A HITLER MOUSTACHE AND A STRING OF TEA BAGS AROUND HIS FOREHEAD.
Strange man:
Want to know where the phrase ‘dark horse’ comes from do you?
Man:
Yes, I do actually.
THE STRANGE MAN WALKS BACKWARDS, BECKONING WITH AN ABSURDLY LONG INDEX FINGER. THEY WALK THROUGH A DOORWAY.
CUT TO A ROUGH LANDING ON A CAVE FLOOR. A MAN ALMOST IDENTICAL TO THE STRANGE MAN ADDRESSES THE MAN. HE IS STOOPING ON A TABLE
Strange man 2:
Was dark horse a) The name of a breed of giant black dog or B) a quote from benjamin Disraeli’s 1831 novel, ‘The Young Duke’?
Man:
Er, A
TWO HELIUM-VOICED SIDEKICKS START GIGGLING THEN VOMIT ALL OVER THE MAN’S TROUSERS.
Strange Man 2:
You lose quiz!
CUT TO GROUND LEVEL AS THE MAN IS HURLED OUT OF THE DOORWAY AND MET BY HIS DATE.
Woman:
Hi – what happened to your trousers?
Man:
In a nutshell –
Woman:
That phrase – in a nutshell! –
CUT TO STRANGE MAN 1 SMILING AND BECKONING THE WOMAN THROUGH A DOORWAY. FAST ZOOM INTO MAN’S TERRIFIED FACE.
Man:
Noooooooooooooooo!
CUT