The Knife

INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT

JORDAN is lying in bed, asleep. The door opens. TOM is stood in the doorway. Jordan, not moving and with his back facing away from the door, opens his eyes.

TOM

I heard about what you did

JORDAN

Yeah well, it was necessary

Tom looks down, impatiently.

TOM

You know you could have got hurt

Jordan rolls his eyes and sighs.

JORDAN

Well I didn’t

TOM

Where is it?

Jordan doesn’t move. Tom looks around. He reaches down to a bedside table. He picks up a knife. He looks at Jordan.

TOM

You should have been more careful

Jordan rolls his eyes again. Tom turns to walk out. He stops.

TOM

I’m proud of you

Tom walks away. Jordan smiles.