[Jake and Amir are sitting at a booth in a restaurant. Amir is filming, holding the camera up to the mirror on the wall, then he points it at Jake.]
AMIR: I mean, are you really going to tell me that you'd rather be at the Yankee's game right now?
JAKE: No, telling you would mean I have to talk to you, so no, I'm not going to tell you anything.
AMIR: (panning to the piece of pizza in front of Jake) I mean, I paid for half of that slice, so I don't even know why you're even--
JAKE: Well I paid for both of yours.
AMIR: Okay, wow. (turns the camera to show he is wearing a Yankees hat) You're really going to be that petty about this, aren't you?
JAKE: Yeah I guess so, I guess so.
AMIR: Alright. I'm gonna leave. (starts to get up)
JAKE: Be my guest, please.
AMIR: (sits back down) Alright, fine, I'll stay.
[30 Minutes Earlier]
[Amir has the camera on himself, again showing off his hat. He turns it toward Jake, as they walk away from the stadium.]
AMIR: I know why you're pissed at me.
JAKE: Cuz you ruined the game for me.
AMIR: No, because you bought me this.. (shows his hat to the camera again) and we weren't even able to enjoy most of the game together.
JAKE: I didn't buy you that fucking hat!
AMIR: Okay! Relax, you took money, and you bought it for me, I mean, what's the big--
JAKE: I didn't even do that!
AMIR: Ok, com'e on, compromise, right? Meet me in the middle, and then--
JAKE: Nope. Just stop talking, actually. That's good.
AMIR: Alright. I'm gonna stop talking, IF you talk to me for the rest of the day, AND, you talk to me on Thursday, Friday--
JAKE: How about I just walk home and you take the subway by yourself? (walks away)
AMIR: Awuwuwuwait okokokokok. (catches up with Jake) Come on. I won't say anything. Thanks for the hat, and that's it, or whatever.
[5 Minutes Earlier]
[Jake is walking through a crowd with his hands on his head, Amir runs up to him from behind.]
AMIR: Jake! Thank god I found you! That was EPIC! (falsetto)
JAKE: Aight look, I don't think I should be seen with you, just in case they're still looking for you, alright? Nothing personal, just get the fuck away--
AMIR: Aight. Good call, we'll split up, we'll cover more ground.
JAKE: Sure.
AMIR: Thanks for the hat. BUT, if we stay together, they won't expect it, and maybe, Ill vote for that option because, I don't wanna be not near you right now, so. Just a--.. (high-pitched voice) Just a tought! Just a tought! (he pronounces a th sound as a t sound in his high-pitched voice)
[20 Minutes Earlier]
[Jake and Amir are sitting in the grandstands in the stadium. Amir points the camera back at himself and Jake as he talks.]
AMIR: Alright, we're here at Yankee Stadium, Jake got me this hat (points at his hat),--
JAKE: Nope.
AMIR: --and we're best friends, right? Would you agree with that?
JAKE: No I wouldn't.
AMIR: I bought-- heh. I bought the tickets, so. What would you--
JAKE: I said I'd take a picture, I didn't say anything about saying we were best friends. Now MOVE the camera.
AMIR: Fine.
(* Amir pans the camera back around toward the field, and then at the woman sitting in the seat next to him. He taps her on the shoulder.*)
AMIR: Excuse me? Hi. Uh, can you take a photo of myself and my friend?
WOMAN: Sure. (she takes the camera, and Amir poses next to Jake.) Um..
AMIR: Get out hats. (laughs)
WOMAN: ..Ok, but this is still in video mode.
AMIR: (laughs) Ok, figure it out. Don't be an idiot, right?
WOMAN: E-excuse me?
AMIR: Excuse me, yeah, excuse me I'd give the camera to such an idiot (grabs the camera)
WOMAN: Hey! Hey! Lemme go!
AMIR: C'mon, Jake, hit her!
END.
OUTRO:
[Jake and Amir are walking around inside the stadium where the shops are.]
AMIR: Jake, who's your favorite Yankee and why.. don't you want to sleep over to- (sees a shop that sells hats) Ohh my god. Hey look, dude hey! Come here. Hats, dude. Come buy me one, or stand here while I buy one, so it'll look you--