Good Griefer
JULIE (walking by, sees a beer on the ground): What the...?
P2:
[Julie kneels, holding the beer like setting up for a football kicker while Jay runs in from off-screen, hands outstretched.]
JAY: My beer!
P3:
[Julie holds the beer up and away, as Jay flips up in the air, legs flailing.]
JAY: Arrrrrggh!
P4:
[Julie walks away with the beer; Jay is left on the ground injured.]
JULIE: Blockhead.
JAY: Is... the doctor... in?"

