The following I wrote in a state of "booy howdy I'm into British comedy right now." Think Fry&Laurie or Monty Python.
Just one question: is this, or does this have, the potential to be funny? (I guesss this is one for those who are familiar with & appreciate British comedy as such).
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haracters:
Owner
Customer
Customer 2
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[In the middle of the stage is a construction of several cages standing on cupboards or something, with rabbits in them. A man is standing behind/next to them from the audience's pov and looks at the rabbits ponderingly. We hear birds twittering in the background and we see shelves with animal food, dog lines, etc. Another man, the owner of the pet shop, approaches the possible customer.]
Owner: [cheerfully] Good afternoon, sir.
Customer: [absent, pensive] G'afternoon.
Owner: Can I be of service?
Customer: Hm... no, no thank you. I'm only looking around.
O: You seem to take particular interest in rabbits.
C: I do?
O: You have been standing here observing them for the past 2 hours, sir.
C: Oh yes, yes, ha-ha, has it been that long? Ah, where goes the time?
O: Yes, ha-ha. [to himself] I don't think it's time that's got anything wrong with it...
[A silence ensues as the customer pays no more attention to the owner, and the owner doubts what to do.]
O: Are you thinking of adopting one?
C: [startled from his staring trance] What? Adopting? Adopting what?
O: ... a rabbit?
C: Adopting a rabbit? Why, that must be the silliest thing I've ever heard!!! Or, wait, no... [thinks]... the third most silly thing I've ever heard. Ha-ha!
O: [visibly wonders what the hell the customer is in here for, to himself] O...K... [to customer] Buying one for someone else, then?
C: No, no... for me and some fellows of the club.
O: [to himself] Right...
C: Tell me, dear fellow, how old is that one? [points]
O: That one?
C: No, that one!
O: That one is ... 4 to 5 months, I think... yes. It's the last one of its nest still here.
C: OK, good, good... and do they get enough exercise?
O: Oh, plenty, sir. As you can see they hop around all day.
C: Okay, very good. Hm, yes... I think I'll have that one, then. It looks like a regular treat.
O: [confused/surprised/suspecting] A treat?
C: Yes, a treat. It is a female?
O: Yes...
C: Perfect! Yes, I'll have her. She'll be delicious!
O: Delicious? Sir, may I ask what you are planning ot do with your rabbit?
C: What do you think?
O: [slightly horrified] Are you going to eat it?
C: Well, yes, of course! What else would I want to do with it?
O: These rabbits are sold as pets, sir.
C: [honestly surprized] Pets? Why would anyone want to have a rabbit for a pet?
O: [is confused about the customer's surprise] Well, I imagine it has something to do with the fluffy appearance and cuddly stature, sir.
C: You're serious?
O: Yes, sir.
C: Then you are telling me that people actually come here to buy a rabbit, take it home, and keep it as a pet, to cuddle?
O: Why, yes, sir. That isn't so strange, is it?
C: Not so strange?! What's next, you're going to tell me people keep those birds over there as pets, as well? And cats? And dogs?
O: Why, yes, sir, that's very common now isn't it?
C: Very common? Are you mad?
O: No, sir, not at all.
C: Well, you must be if you sell these vicious, malignant - nay, evil - creatures as pets! I mean, look at them! Those monstrous claws, and those giganteous fangs! Men of past eras risked their lives hunting them for their meat, and you act as if they are... teddy bears. My god, it's a miracle you haven't been closed down, yet!
O: I don't know where you got the idea that bunnies are killers, sir, but I assure you they are completely harmless.
C: Well, this one will be once I've twisted it's little neck.
O: [shocked exlamation]. I'm sorry, sir, but like I said, these are sold as pets.
C: Yes, yes, I know that. Pets... now how does this cage open? [fondles cage]
O: No, I don't think you understand, sir.
C: What?
O: I cannot sell you a rabbit.
C: [looks up] What? Well, why not?!
O: Because you want to kill it.
C: So?
O: So... I cannot sell someone a rabbit if I know they intend to use it for sustenance.
C: Why not?
O: Because! They are meant for keeping as pets.
C: No, they are not!
O: Yes, they are! These are - this is a pet shop!
C: A pet shop? [looks around confused] What a silly idea!
[thinks for a second]. Alright, sir, I think we have a misunderstanding here. Ha-ha. I would like to purchase this rabbit to have it as a pet, and cuddle it, and... walk it.
O: [utterly confused] You're not going to eat it?
C: No [waves] of course not. I was only joking! Ha-ha. [the laugh is obviously fake].
O: [doesn't really trust it] Al...right then, I suppose...
[the owner moves to open the cage]
C: Can you tell me where around here I can get some good marmelade?
O: Marmelade?
C: Yes, for with the rabbit. I mean for the rabbit. For the rabbit... ha-ha, of course.
O: Sir, I'm sorry. You cannot buy a rabbit in this shop.
C: What, arent't they for sale? Why didn't you say so, before? My goodness!
O: No, sir, they are for sale. But I will not sell you one.
C: Why not?
O: Because you're going to eat it!
C: Ah. Right. [sighs, thinks]. What if I pay you double?
O: What? No!
C: Triple?
O: No!!!
C: Oh, have a heart!
O: I do, sir - that is exactly the reason!
C: It is my constitutional right to buy a rabbit!
O: Sir, I must ask you to leave, now.
C: What?!
O: I must ask you to leave the shop, sir.
C: Okay... [suddenly the customer moves to open the cage and take out the rabbit himself. the owner tries to stop him and they struggle. The customer takes out a rabbit (stuffed) and the owner grabs onto it, as well.]
O: Let go of that rabbit, sir. You cannot buy it!
C: Let go before you kill it!
[they tear the bunny in half, each holding onto a piece. the owner stands in shock, the customer is triumphant]
O: It's dead...
C: Yes, so it seems.
O: I killed it...
C: Yes you did.
O: How horrible...
C: Shall I take it off your hands then?
[the customer takes the half of the bunny the owner is holding. then he looks around for a bag, finds one hanging, and puts the rabbit in it. then he pulls out his wallet and gets out paper money.]
C: Here you go.
[He puts it in the Owner's hand, who is still in shock & still holding out his hands as if still holding the bunny. The customer leaves.
The owner awakens from the shock somewhat].
O: How horrible... what a horrible man... horrible!
[He turns to leave the scene, but is halted by a new customer speaking to him]
C2: Sir, sir?
O: Yes?
C2: Do you sell deer?



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