Tyler1 collapses face-first onto the greenscreen floor, still twitching.
Camera points at the driver’s seat. The driver looks calm, hands at 10 and 2. Behind them, greenscreened in the back seat (or replacing the windshield entirely) is Tyler1, mid-meltdown.
DON'T "NICE WEATHER" ME! YOU'RE GOING 62 IN A 65! THE LEFT LANE IS FOR CRIMINALS AND WINNERS! PICK ONE!
Yeah, me too buddy. Me too.
(pulls into driveway) Made it. Safe and sound.
(calmly) Alright, just gonna merge onto the highway. Signal's on. Plenty of space.
YOU JUST LET THREE CARS IN FRONT OF YOU! THREE! DO YOU HATE YOURSELF?! DO YOU WANT TO ARRIVE AT YOUR DESTINATION BY SUNDOWN?! GO! GO GO GO GO GO— When you drive a car-TYLER1 GREENSCREEN--LONGES...
Text on screen:
Tyler1, greenscreened in, immediately starts convulsing.
Ooh, a yellow light. Better slow down.
…I hate parallel parking.
Here’s a comedic piece written as if someone is using that Tyler1 greenscreen for the mundane act of driving a car. INT. CAR – DAY