345. The Perfect Tree - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. CHRISTMAS TREE LOT - DAY


• JAMIE and SVEN walk, holding hands down one of the narrow aisles of trees, followed closely by AARON.


• They are wrapped in scarves and coats are drawn tight against the cold breeze.


• AARON
• Oh, look at this tree, I think it's the straightest one here. You guys should grab this one.


• Jamie and Sven smile at each other and keep walking.


• AARON
• Or this one. Look how full the needles are.


• They keep walking, turning a corner and heading down another aisle.


• AARON
• I don't like any of these.


• SVEN
• Jamie, do you hear a faint buzzing behind you?


• JAMIE
• I don't hear anything, where'd Aaron go?


• AARON
• Very funny, you two. Seriously, what are you looking for? The ones back there were perfect.


• SVEN
• We'll know it when we see it.


• They turn another corner and begin walking down.


• AARON
• Oh look, the branches on this one are nice and stiff, good for hanging ornaments from.


• They keep walking.


• Aaron shakes his head and decides to just be quiet.


• They come to the end of the row.


• Jamie turns to Sven and nods, smiling


• AARON
• Uh?


• The tree in front of them is misshapen, its branches drooping sadly, the top branches crooked.


• JAMIE
• This is it.


• AARON
• You kidding?


• SVEN
• Not in the slightest. It's our Christmas tradition. We pick the un-likeliest tree in the lot. Just our quiet statement.


• AARON
• That's pretty loud.


• They chuckle, admiring the unsightliest tree in the lot.


• FADE TO BLACK.