Thursday 2 August 2012

Divine Message


A SUNNY ROAD BY A RIVER IN A QUIET SLEEPY COUNTRY VILLAGE. A LAZY SUMMER AFTERNOON, THE SOUND OF TRICKLING WATER CAN BE HEARD.  A SANDBAG WITH THE WORD “Hello” WRITTEN IN BLACK DROPS ONTO CENTRE STAGE. AFTER 40 SECONDS,  Fred WALKS ON FROM TOP RIGHT AND INSPECTS THE BAG FOR ONE MINUTE. BOB WALKS ON FROM TOP LEFT

BOB                What’s that you have there Fred?

FRED              I dunno Bob, it’s just a bag filled with sand.

BOB                Then… why are you so interested in it yeh silly beggar?

FRED              Well that’s just the thing ain’t it Bob? It just fell out of the sky and I 'aven’t got a clue where from…

BOB                (Jokingly) Could be Aliens?

BOTH MEN PAUSE THEN LOOK UP AFTER 10 SECONDS

BOTH             Nah…

FRED              Well, as I said, it just dropped out of the sky and… ‘Ere! Bob come look ‘ave a gander at this

FRED KNEELS DOWN NEXT TO THE BAG AND POINTS TO THE “Hello” ON
IT

FRED              It says ‘Ello! That means someone meant it to be read!

BOB                Are you telling me that there’s some daft bugger up there writing greetin’s on sand bags and chuckin’ ‘em out of plane windows?

FRED STANDS

FRED              Well… What do you reckon it is then? And if you say aliens I’ll give yer a clip round the ear ‘ole!

BOB MUSES OVER THIS FOR A MOMENT

BOB                I reckon it’s the CIA

FRED              (Angrily) That’s yer answer it everythin’ yer daft sod! Always bloody Government or Aliens or JF Bloody K!

BOB NODS SAGELY

BOB                The truth is out there my friend…, and its people like you keeping us enlightened ones in the dark!

FRED              Lord give me strength...

FRED PAUSES AS IF JUST DAWNING ON SOMETHING

FRED              Ere! Maybe that’s it?

BOB                What’s it?

FRED              No thanks I’ve already eaten

BOB                (Frustrated) I MEAN what is it? What fantastic conclusion have you reached? Not a savoury snack!

FRED              Well maybe it’s from Him?

BOB                Who?!

FRED              The Lord! Maybe it’s a message from god!

BOB                Oh bloody hell

FRED              Don’t start blaspheming in his presence!

BOB                First thing chum! God is omnipresent, therefore no matter where I am, I would always be in his presence, If he exists…

FRED STARTS TOWARDS BOB ANGRILY, BOB HOLDS UP HIS HANDS

BOB                Secondly, if it IS from god, then why the bloody he... (PAUSES) why on earth is he sending brief greetings on sand bags from the sky? Surely it’d be some bloke on a hill with big robes, a big beard and saying stuff like “Thou shalt” and “Behold” and whatnot?

FRED              Ah (TAPS HIS NOSE) God’s way is mysterious, maybe it’s not a major prophecy, but just a gentle reminder he’s out there? Just a slight nudge saying. “Hey Fred! It’ll be alright, I’m watching out for you”

BOB                Wouldn’t be nice for a bloke if that bloomin’ sandbag landed on his ‘ead… that thing’d take it clean off…

FRED              That’s not really the point is it? Is it so hard that god sent us a nice friendly hello? I mean, you may think it’s implausible, but that’s the reason I think it’s possible!

BOB                Now you just sound like a prat.

FRED              Why cant you just open your mind to the possibilities?! Is it so hard that a being more powerful than you can exist and control every aspect of your meaningless life?!

BOB                (PAUSES) … No.

FRED              Why? You may like the idea that life is meaningless, but I think you should try to enjoy to the life you have been given by god and all it’s wonderful riches!

BOB                Well I agree with the latter part to that. I enjoy all the riches of this life… Well all the legal ones… but why does god have to come in and tell me that the things I enjoy are sins?

FRED              That’s just the way it is! But sins are forgiven! I’ve asked you before but why cant you accept the love of god?!

BOB STAMPS OVER TO THE BAG AND PICKS IT UP

BOB                I’m getting rid of this bloody thing before you get any more daft ideas in your head!

FRED LUNGES FOR THE BAG AND THEY STRUGGLE FOR IT

FRED              Let me have it! It’s nowt to you! Give it ‘ere!

BOB                This is getting you daft as it is! You’ll be putting people on the bloody cross soon!

FRED              That’s blasphemy you git!

THE BAG BETWEEN THE TWO SPLITS OPEN, POURING SAND
EVERYWHERE

FRED              Look what you’ve done! You heathen!

BOB                It’s best for you!

FRED              I’m sick of your crap! You always mocked my beliefs!

BOB                Well stuff you then!

FRED              Fine!

FRED WALKS OFF THE WAY HE CAME

BOB                Fine!

BOB STARTS TO WALK OFF THE WAY HE CAME, THEN FRED WALKS
BACK ONTO STAGE

FRED              Err….See you at the bucket and dog at six right?

BOB TURNS BACK TO FRED
BOB                Of course, you owe me more than one pint!

THEY BOTH WALK OFF STAGE IN THEIR RESPECTIVE DIRECTIONS.

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