back down on bench –
looking and feeling more confident and secure
“WOW!!! He loves me, no matter what” (Spoken with an air of excitement in his
voice)
“I promise God, to be a better person and to pray everyday and help those
less fortunate then me... And I promise to wake up every day and be thankful
for the Birds singing, the rain, the trees and all of the other amazing gifts that
you have given us” (sitting on bench in prayer, hands clasped, eyes closed)
Couple – Walking by, arm in arm. They walk pass Charlie. As they pass him, they
look at him sitting there praying. As they pass him, the woman leans up and
whispers something in her husband’s ear. He nods in agreement. They pause. He
turns around and approaches Charlie. Without saying a word, the husband pulls out
his wallet and places a $20.00 bill into Charlie’s hand. Charlie looks into his hand
and sees the money and stand up to thank this stranger, but before any words can
be spoken, the husband reaches out and gives Charlie a hug, then removes his
warm winter hat and places it on Charlie’s head, and removes his scarf and wraps
Charlie’s neck with it. Then he turns around and walks towards his wife, where
they exit, arm in arm.
Charlie – “In God I trust: I will not be afraid” (Psalm 56:11) (spoken as he looks
at his scarf, touches hit new hat and stares at the $20.00 bill) (at same time, this biblical
chapter is projected on the over-head)
Scene immediately closes with lights slowly fading while “River” by Enya starts
playing
Fade to black . . .Music plays as Charlie leaves the stage (under darkness)
E N D
April, 2007
Written by GOD through Richard S. Hunter
Directors Notes
1)Since
this is a monologue (as opposed to a soliloquy), the actor shouldn't be
afraid to address the audience directly with eyes and voice. They
need to
experience the actor directly as opposed to eavesdropping on
the actor's
private thoughts. Although the actor shouldn't stand in one
place the whole
time, avoid excessive movement. Slow, thoughtful pacing will help.
2) Gender isn't crucial here. You can easily convert this character to a male
student
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Scene
Teenager Speaking Directly To Audience
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Set Design
No props - (will need qty 1 headset)
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Costumes
Barbara - wearing a dress she made herself (can be any dress)
Todd - wearing regular jeans and t shirt and a backpack
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Music
Amazing Grace (on Piano or audio version)
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Actors
Barbara; depressed High School Senior with problems dealing with social
circles at school
Todd; a happy cheerful teenager who walks tall
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Opening scene
Barbara speaks to audience, telling her story.
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Closing scene
On
Barbara’s last line (Hey Todd, hold up. Can I ask you something). on
the
word “something”, as she runs down to meet Todd, the music Amazing
Grace
starts to play and continues playing as Barbara and Todd “slowly”
exit the
sanctuary, with his arms around her shoulders. Once the door is
closed behind
them, the music will slowly fade down.
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SCRIPT...
Barbara;
“You don’t know me” spoken with a tone of anger as she looks out at the
audience.
“Even my parents are clueless about what makes Barbara smile . . . or
cry” as she wipes a tear from her eye, spoken with a tone of sadness.
“What’s my favorite color?” she asks as she looks directly into the face of
someone sitting in front row center.
“Just as I thought” she says while turning away and shaking her head back
and forth. While walking to stage left
“You, . . . Yes you” as she points to someone else in the audience . . . “What
color are my eyes?” she inquires while covering her eyes with her hands.
Walking back to stage center and facing the audience, she yells with
disappointment “And you are supposed to be my friends. My Family! If
anyone knows me, surely it’s you” as she holds out both hands towards
the audience.
“And
to make things worse, they put me in this school with thousands
of
other kids . . . other kids who don’t know me. Other kids who don’t
even
know that I exist!” she cries to the audience
“They have their clicks. Their social circles. Their perfect little groups
of perfect little kids. Gross!” she moans loudly.
“I’m glad they stay away from me. It was actually pretty funny the first
few times I was approached” she says with a smile.
“I actually growled. Yupp, growled like an animal when Shelly, the prom
queen, made a nasty remark about my dress” she says with sarcasm.
“How dare she be so rude? I spent hours making this dress” she says
with pride while running her hands down the seams
“Shelly never came near me again. Neither did anyone else in her
perfect little click of perfect little brats” she says while smirking.
“I do like Todd though. He seems to have it together. Everybody likes
Todd! she says with a tone of jealousy
“What makes him so different? Why does his face always shine?” she
cries painfully to someone in audience
“He’s not on the football team and he doesn’t belong to any one of
those stupid clicks either. He just is who he is” she says while looking
directly at someone else in audience
“Why am I so miserable all the time? Why is Todd so joyful? What does
he have that I don’t? ” she asks, each question to a separate person in the
audience looking them right in the eyes.
“Yeah
yeah, I know, He’s got Jesus and hangs around with kids from
his
church. At least he isn’t hanging with those awful people at school”
she replies with a sigh of disgust
“Hmmmm, I wonder if there are other kids at his Church that feel the
same way I do?” she ponders
“I wonder if God would know who I am or what makes me smile? Would
God know the color of my eyes?” she wonders as she looks at various
people in the audience
“God, do you know me?” looking up, she yells loudly while holding her hands
up high, towards the sky
“Please please God, please make me be more like Todd” she pleads, in
tears, while clasping her hands together
“If only you would give me a sign” she begs while sobbing in despair
With a look of defeat, she signs “Oh well, who am I to think that God would
hear my stupid prayer?”
“As if he would actually give me a sign. Like a dove will land on my
head or something” she jokes
(Looking
off towards the audience, she seems to recognize someone walking
down
the street. It’s Todd. She gets excited. Is this her sign?)
“Hey, hey Todd, hold up a sec, can I ask you something”
she says with
heartfelt Joy as she runs off stage to meet with Todd who
is now standing
stage center at the audience level. Barbara leans up
and whispers in his ear
for a moment.
(Todd
is walking in front of stage, at audience level from stage right
towards
stage left. As Barbara yells out “Hey Todd, hold up . . . he
pauses, turns
towards her, waives and waits for Barbara.
He looks pleased to see her. When
Barbara approaches and speaks with him,
he smiles, gives her a hug, and
together they walk off towards the exit, with his
arm around her. Together they leave the sanctuary. ) (Music fades as they
door closes behind them)
E N D
March 2008
Written by GOD through Richard S. Hunter
Directors Notes:
Should
be performed as a pantomime (sort of). You will have two actors
on
stage, but they don't say any lines. Then you have a third person, who
is off to the side reading the story, as written below. The actors will
simply
go through the motions, but all of the dialog will be spoken by
the story
teller. This skit would only require one headset.
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Actors:
Susan (Sad Demeanor/A Loner)
Nancy (Spiritual/Encouraging)
Ladies x 3 (All Learning from Susan)
Story Teller (Speaks firmly & clearly, with pauses for dramatic effect)
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Costume:
All Regular Street Clothes
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Props:
None – Simple overhead projection with Title graphic
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Opening Scene:
{Susan is standing, on stage center, alone, looking as if she just woke up. In
pantomime, she appears to
be looking around, only to be saddened by the
world outside. A world that she has never been apart of.
She lowers her
head and gently sobs}
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SCRIPT...
Story Teller Reads . . .
Susan was just another face in the crowd. She was alone. She was sad.
She was lonely. It
seemed like any other day, waking to the sounds of
the birds chirping
and the children laughing and playing outside her
window. But that
wasn’t her world. That was another reality outside of
her protective
bubble. What did she have? No
one to share her
emotions with! No one to laugh with! No one to cry
with! Yes, it seemed
like any other day. She was just another face in
the crowd.
{Susan walks over and stands by a park bench, still contemplating her loneliness}
Then
one day in the park, her destiny was changed. It was as if she
was
finally touched by an angel. Were her prayers finally going to be
answered?
{Nancy
appears on stage and slowly approaches Susan. Susan sees her coming,
out of the corner of her
eye and is too shy to greet her. Susan starts
getting nervous}
A woman named Nancy walked up to Susan and started speaking
warmly. She
had seen Nancy before, but dared not approach her.
Nancy was from
church. Nancy was a spiritual woman whose smile
shined like the sun.
This was going to be a day never to be forgotten.
Nancy’s voice was
inviting yet Susan desperately wanted to run.
{Nancy reaches out and gently touches Susan’s shoulders}
{Susan rejects the woman by turning away and waving her hand in a dismissing manner}
Nancy explained to Susan that she wanted to be her mentor. Susan
was afraid and pulled away, laughing nervously. She was refusing to
open her heart to this gift of friendship. She waved her hand, as if to
say, “Go away”. She wanted to be left alone. She was trying to protect
her solitude. She was keeping her loneliness within her bubble! She
wanted to be just another face in the crowd.
{As
if a light goes off in Susan’s head, she has an “Aha” moment. She
struggles with her inner being
and eventually wins the inner battle,
reaching out and slowly taking Nancy’s hand and clutching it tightly
next to her heart}
But
then Susan remembered the emptiness that was waiting for her at
home.
She didn’t want this to be just another day, just like the rest. She
was
tired of being alone. She was tired of being afraid. She dug down
deep
within her soul and with every ounce of courage she could
muster, Susan
burst that bubble that encased her. She reached out
and took Nancy’s
hand and held it tightly, close to her heart.
{Nancy is touched by Susan’s embrace. Her eyes tear up as she takes Susan into her arms}
{Susan cries as Nancy wraps her loving arms around her}
Susan
no longer laughed nervously. Instead, she cried. She cried tears
of
hope as the weight of her life started lifting off of her shoulders. Her
knees almost buckled as she quickly replaced her discarded bubble
with
the warmth of Nancy’s tight embrace. The warmth of the Spirit.
The
warmth of GOD.
{Susan and Nancy separate. Susan is standing tall as she listens to her mentor}
Nancy
explained to Susan, that she would no longer be alone. She
would have a
friend to laugh with. A friend to cry with. And most of all,
she would
have GOD radiating brightly within her heart. Susan
hugged
Nancy, her mentor, as if she never wanted to let go. Susan
started to
shine, just like the women. Just like the sun.
{Nancy
slowly leaves the stage while Susan stands with her face towards
heaven, arms stretched out,
thanking God for her salvation}
{Three
ladies run onto stage and sit in front of Susan as she mentors to them.
They are giggly and full of
life and eagerly absorb what Susan is
saying}
As
time passed, Susan learned many things from her Mentor and
eventually
became a Mentor herself to other ladies who had no one
to laugh with or
no one to cry with! The gift she received was now
being given.
{The
three ladies step towards the back of the stage while Susan steps
forward, as if listening to the birds
sing, and the children playing.
Her smile is infectious. Nancy comes back on stage and joins the three
ladies. They stand there, holding hands, watching Susan}Susan
now laughed with the
kids playing outside of her window. The birds’
morning song was
sung as if for her ears only. Loneliness was no longer
an option.
Susan had many friends who loved her as their sister.
Everyday
was a new beginning, no longer like any other day before.
Each moment
was now savored instead of feared. Susan was the
beacon towards
salvation. Susan stood out in the crowd . . .
{Nancy
and the three ladies join Susan all holding hands with Susan in the
middle and
after a quick glance at each other, while smiling and
giggling, they take a bow}
Cue sound on the last word crowd “Susan stood out in the crowd” . . .
{Beatles – She Loves You} . . . Fade to black. . .
E N D
August 2008
Written by GOD through Richard S. Hunter
Stage / Set Design;
Two rocking chairs on front porch (stage center) with an end table between them
and two glasses of lemonade
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Props;
Two outdoor rocking chair, one small end table, two glasses of lemonade, a pen,
and a notebook
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Actor(s);
Ethel (Grandma)
Bert (Grandpa)
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Costume;
Regular summer time clothes, Grandpa wearing a straw hat and Grandma wearing
an apron
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Sound / Lighting;
Opening – Lights fade up – no music
Sound / Scene –
Background Sound – Birds Chirping – Warm summer afternoon.
Grandpa is
rocking on the porch while writing within his notebook, pausing now
and
then to giggle to himself.
Close – Stage lighting slowly fades to black as sound effects volume down.
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SCRIPT:
Opening Scene;
Grandma - “Bert, what on earth is going on?” (as she comes out onto the porch to join
her husband)(drying
her hands on her apron as she sits down and takes a sip of the
lemonade)(enters stage left \
(Grandpa is sitting on the front porch enjoying a beautiful summer
afternoon. While waiting for Grandma to join him, he is feverishly writing down
notes within his notebook. Every now and then he pauses and thinks while staring
up into the sky. Then a new idea hits him and he continues to make more notes.
Giggling as he writes – he seems to be very proud of his composition).
Grandpa – “Oh this is good . . . Really good” (spoken as he reviews his notes)
“I had forgotten about that” (breaking out in yet another loud giggle)
Grandma - “Sounds like you’re having a party out here”
Grandpa- “Ethel,
do you remember how your dad use to tell our kids stories and
they
would be willing to sit there for hours, with eyes wide open,
hanging on
every word?” (spoken while he flips back a page or two
within his notebook)
Grandma - “Pops sure could put an interesting spin on a story. He use to get the
kids all wound up – they wouldn’t get to sleep for hours.”
“It sure was hard on them when he passed, Rest his soul.” (as she
reflects back in memory).
“But why are you so amused? In
fact, you’re drawing so much
attention to yourself, I just saw Harold
peering over the hedges and
suspiciously checking you out with his
binoculars.” (as she points
towards the hedges – Audience Stage Right)
Grandpa - “Nahh – don’t be silly. That is because Harold is jealous that I am
better looking and ended up marrying the Prom Queen of ’56 . . .
Now that was a GREAT year!” (as he stares with deep love and devotion
into Ethel’s eyes)
Grandma - “Oh Bert” You always knew how to make me blush” (as she leans over
and gently touches his hand)
Grandpa - “Blush, that’s a great one . . . Blush! Blush! Blush! (as he turns to a new
page and starts writing more notes)
“Do you realize that every time you blush, your eyes blink faster?”
Grandma - “Heavens to Betsy, you’re not writing that down too?” (as she tries to
snatch the notebook from Berts hand – but just isn’t quick enough)
Grandpa - When the kids were over this afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice
something very interesting. Every time I played with the grandkids, I
found myself remembering my Dad and how he use to play with our
kids. I was repeating the same old jokes and doing the same old tricks.
And the grandkids just seemed to eat it all up”.
Grandma - “Is that really lemonade you’re drinking?” (as she picks up his glass and
takes a sniff)
Grandpa - “Don’t be silly Ethel” (he laughs as he flips back in his notes to a specific
page).
“Do you realize that both, my son and I hold our dinner fork upside
down?”
“Just like my Dad use to do” (pointing to his notes as if he is showing
her what he wrote)
“Don’t you find that curious?” (as he ponders his notes with amazement)
Grandma - “I get it – you forgot to take your medication” (as she starts to get up from her
seat)
Grandpa - “I didn’t forget to take my pills” “Don’t you get it?” “Can’t you see
how amazing it all is?” (as he puts down the notebook and holds her
hand and stares into her eyes)
Grandma - “Why are you so fascinated all of a sudden about how the men “On
Your Side Of The Family” had strange eating habits” (she asks with a
somewhat look of concern on her face)
Grandpa - “Ethel, I realized today that there are things about us that our kids
have most likely forgotten”. And
that means our Grandkids and Great
Grandkids will miss out on knowing
these little details that make up
the essence of who you and I really
are” (as he flips through his pages
of notes, searching)
“For example your daughters, like you, love to walk in the rain” Where
do you think you got that from?”
Grandma - “My
Mama use to take us for walks in the rain when we were growing
up. She
said it reminded her of God’s special blessing in the washing
away of
our sins”
“Now, today, it also reminds me of Mama’s special love for us. During
the depression, when I was just four years old, Papa had been sick in
bed and the car was broken down. Mama walked 6 miles in the poring
rain to fetch us four children two mason jars of soup from the soup
kitchen in town.” (Momentarily wipes her eyes)
I see what you’re getting at . . . I’ve always loved walking in the rain
and I guess it rubbed off on the girls” (with a look of excitement and
understanding over taking her)
Grandpa - That is exactly what I am talking about” “It’s
not only the special traits
that we have in common with the kids, but
the rich memories of the
family that are so important for us to
remember.”
“I’ve been writing down all the little traits that we have in common
with our kids” “I
also included some of the doozies from “Your Side
Of The Family” like
the time your Dad tried to tell everyone that the
Coronal stole his
Chicken recipe
Grandma - “I had forgotten about that” . . . (she says with a laugh)
Grandpa - “That is why I am writing this all down” (pointing to his extensive notes)
“I want our kids and their kids and all of the generations to follow, to
know exactly who they are and from where they came. I want them to
understand their Legacy and to keep the tradition going, forever. (as he
closes the book and holds it close to his heart, tightly, while wiping a tear
away from his eye)
Grandma- “You were always a sensitive and creative thinker Bert” “Just like your
Dad” (she replies with a loving look upon her face)
“Maybe that’s why our Son has become such a wonderful song writer”
Grandpa - Oh Ethel . . . that’s a good one!” (as he opens his book with excitement,
to a new page and starts scribbling) “Our son is Creative - Sensitive – A
Thinker – Talented - Smart – just like his Dad” (he writes with a proud
smile on his face)
Grandma - “And Modest Too” (as she rises from her chair)
“C’mom Bert . . .I’ve got a
Cherry pie in the kitchen and we can get
out the old family albums and maybe it will
help us remember some more
stories.” (standing waiting for Bert to join her)
(Bert rises from his chair and stands beside Ethel, arm in arm. Both
scanning the audience, as if looking at their front lawn)
“You
are right Bert, we have a lot of fond memories, a lot of Legacy to
share and leave behind. We owe it to our children, and their children
too.”
(Grandma turns and heads into the house while Grandpa turns to follow
a couple of feet behind – still writing in his notebook)
Grandpa - “OK, let me see . . .I like Peas and Asparagus . . . I hate Coli Flower \
and Brussels Sprouts” . . . (pauses and ponders for a moment)
“Advacado . . . YUCH!” (on the word Yuck – Bert exits stage left)
Closing Scene;
As
Grandma exits, Grampa closely follows while continuing to write in his
notebook – On the final word spoken by Grandpa “Yuck” . . .
Fade To Black . . .
E N D
February 2008
Written by GOD through Richard S. Hunter
Stage / Set Design;
A living room scene in an elderly gentleman’s home
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Props;
A card table – 2 folding chairs – a deck of cards
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Actor(s);
Bob (Sour old man)
Pete (Happy-go-lucky)
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Costume;
Regular summer time clothes, Bob wears his reading glasses on the edge of his nose
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Sound / Lighting;
Opening – Lights fade up – no music
Sound / Scene – No sound effects – Opening scene is inside Bob’s living room
Close – Stage lighting fades to black
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SCRIPT:
Opening Scene;
Bob and Pete get together for a game of cards. Bob is shuffling the cards and is
having a hard time. Pete is just sitting back, relaxed being cool.
Bob “1,1, 2,2, 3,3, 4,4, 5,5” (he counts as he deals the cards)
Pete (smiles as he picks up his cards. He then looks at Bob and sneers. After picking
up his 5th card he yells loudly)
“Baruch”
Bob (being startled, drops the deck of cards onto the table) “What was that?”(he
cries out)
Pete “What was what” (as if he didn’t know what Bob was talking about)
Bob “That word . . .Barrack! Are you speaking in tongues now?” (he replies with
sarcasm as he gathers up all the cards, including the cards in Pete’s hand)
Pete “ahhh, you mean Baruch! It’s an old Hebrew word and I think roughly
translated it means Blessed . . . As I was truly Blessed with those cards you were
dealing me” (spoken with humor as he watches his Great Hand being reshuffled)
Bob “I think God wouldn’t appreciate being used as an Ace-in-your-pocket”
“1,1,2,2,3,3,4,4,5,5 “ (he counts loudly as he starts dealing again)
Pete (Humming pleasantly as he picks up his cards and arranges them in order)
(Obviously Bob is getting agitated at Pete’s humming and general good nature)
Bob “Will you stop that” (he shouts with anger as he stops dealing)
Pete “Stop what” (he asks with a smile)
Bob “That awful humming . . . a man can’t even count with all the distractions
around here” (as
he grabs the cards out of Pete’s hand once again and scoops up the
cards off of the table and starts re-shuffling one more time)
Pete “Why are you so angry Bob? I know God is in your heart. Haven’t you
prayed today?” (he asks with a tone of concern and compassion)
Bob (gives Pete a long cold stare as he starts dealing again) “1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, 4
(counting louder with a tone of urgency)
(Pete goes to say something but before a word can be uttered, Bob leans over
the table and says) “Don’t even think it . . . 6, 6, 7, 7, 8, 8, 9, 9, 10 and 1 extra
for me”
Pete (looking confused, picks up his hand and starts rearranging the cards) “See
that?” ( he asks Bob with a tone of excitement)
Bob “See what?” (he replies as he is trying to figure out the useless hand he dealt
himself)
Pete “That, right there” (as he points to his own right shoulder)
Bob “You’re crazy” (he barks) “All I see is a desperate hand of cards which are
going to put me another 25 cents into debt with you”
Pete “Oh, that's too bad. I thought for sure you would be able to see him” (he
says while nodding his head towards the right)
Bob “See who? There’s nobody here but me and you, you crazy old goat” (he
barks back)
Pete “It’s my Guardian Angel” (he coos in a soft voice while tapping his right
shoulder with loving care).
Bob “You see . . . that’s what I am talking about. You are very irritating Pete . . .
You are always so happy” (he complains while still trying to sort out his cards)
“Even
your hair is always combed so neatly. Do you have any idea how much I
want to just put you in a head lock and fix your hair, once and for
all?” (he says
while mimicking a putting Pete in a head lock and messing up his hair)
Pete “Bob,
your problem is that you are just too serious. After all, you are a God
Fearing Christian. You don’t have to spend your life being so sour all
the time. I
bet that Girl Scout who came to your door last month is
still having nightmares –
probably be in therapy for years.” (spoken with a tone of concern)
Bob “You don’t know everything” (he barks at Pete) “I actually got a box of
those cookies and enjoyed them very much, thank you” (he says with pride)
Pete “Yeah, the box she dropped while trying to run away” (he giggles)
Bob (Chuckling while nodding in agreement) “Pete, can I ask you something?”
Pete “Sure Bob, go ahead, ask me anything” (he assures)
Bob “Why do you always have that stupid grin on your face? It is like you are
almost glowing. Don’t you have a dimmer switch somewhere?” (he inquires loudly)
Pete “I
do glow, don’t I? And you want to know the secret? It’s really quite
simple. I opted never to be sour or angry or envious or mean” (as he looks directly
into Bobs eyes) “I
gave God control of my life years ago. I live every moment of
every day
in Absolute Delight with the path God has chosen for me. That’s why my
Angel is always with me” (as he taps his right shoulder with pride)
Bob (at a loss for words barks back) “Yupp, crazy, you’re just plain old crazy.
Well are you going to play cards or not?”
Pete (lays down his cards and with a smile says) “Gin”
Bob (staring at his hand of messed up cards says) “That’s just great!” (he says
with a defeated tone) “I need a cookie”
Closing Scene;
As Bob realizes he is defeated, and says “I need a cookie” . . . Fade To Black . . .
E N D
March 2008
Written by GOD through Richard S. Hunter
Actors (1)
male (middle-aged)
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Costume
regular street clothes
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