A Very Short Screen Play
We are in the happy couple's kitchen as they are waiting for their micro-waved meal to cook.
Anessa: Hey Honey, did you see this? (she hands him an opened magazine)
Mark: What is it? (he takes magazine but doesn't really look at it)
Anessa: It's an issue of Louisville Today's Woman. There's a ballot where you can nominate someone for a "Her Award." (she points to page with ballot form)
Mark: Oh....That's nice. Who were you thinking of nominating? (somewhat interested)
Anessa: Well, I was hoping you might nominate me... (sweetly)
Mark: What? Nominate you? For what? (surprised / perplexed)
Anessa: Well, I just thought it might be good advertising for my portrait business. Free publicity. A lot of local influential women read it, you know. (cleverly)
Mark: You're crazy! I'm not going to do that..... it's wrong AND sneaky! (!) momentary pause .... Can I please have a sip of your diet coke? (calmly)
Anessa: Hell, no. (bitterly / takes a long sip of her diet coke in front of him)
Mark: Well, that kind of attitude isn't going to get you a "Her Award". (smart-assly)
Anessa: Totally busted and amused she covers her mouth and diet coke shoots straight out of her nostrils. (painfully)
Both: Laughter.
(microwave goes ding)
The End.
Anessa: Hey Honey, did you see this? (she hands him an opened magazine)
Mark: What is it? (he takes magazine but doesn't really look at it)
Anessa: It's an issue of Louisville Today's Woman. There's a ballot where you can nominate someone for a "Her Award." (she points to page with ballot form)
Mark: Oh....That's nice. Who were you thinking of nominating? (somewhat interested)
Anessa: Well, I was hoping you might nominate me... (sweetly)
Mark: What? Nominate you? For what? (surprised / perplexed)
Anessa: Well, I just thought it might be good advertising for my portrait business. Free publicity. A lot of local influential women read it, you know. (cleverly)
Mark: You're crazy! I'm not going to do that..... it's wrong AND sneaky! (!) momentary pause .... Can I please have a sip of your diet coke? (calmly)
Anessa: Hell, no. (bitterly / takes a long sip of her diet coke in front of him)
Mark: Well, that kind of attitude isn't going to get you a "Her Award". (smart-assly)
Anessa: Totally busted and amused she covers her mouth and diet coke shoots straight out of her nostrils. (painfully)
Both: Laughter.
(microwave goes ding)
The End.
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