Talk about good luck!

Harold had been seeing Marjorie for about six months and as the time he would be obliged to meet her parents drew nearer, he had become more and more anxious...

EXT. PARK BENCH - DAY

HAROLD:
The thought of meeting your parents scares the shit out of me so I'm going to dump you now.

MARJORIE:
But..

HAROLD:
Hear me out.. This way I won't have to meet them. It'll be a lot easier on all of us like this.

MARJORIE:
Both my parents died in a car crash last night

HAROLD:
Oh thank god for that

MARJORIE:
My dad died instantly – the steering column went straight through his heart and my mum was pronounced dead on arrival.

HAROLD:
Talk about good luck

MARJORIE:
And now they're both gone forever

HAROLD:
Problem solved then. Back to mine?

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