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CAST:
4 friends (Kyle, Todd, Carley and Ashley), paralysed man (Walter), people in crowd, Jesus, scribes
Narr:
Four friend enter, dragging friend on a blanket. They stop in front of a crowd of people that are all facing a window looking
at something. People in crowd are weaving and muttering about not being able to see anything.
Carley:
Okay, stop here guys. This has to be the place. Look at the size of this crowd.
Todd:
Fine with me. Walter, we love ya, babe, but you're heavy.
Walt:
Sorry guys. Thanks for bringing me.
Ashley:
Don't mention it. We need a goalie for our hockey team. Hey buddy, can we squeeze past. We need a miracle here.
Irate crowd member:
Dream on. Take a number. We all got problems. I can barely see the big guy myself.
Kyle:
We're never going to get in there. This situation calls for a creative solution. Time to think outside the box.
Todd:
All I know is if the crowd gets any bigger in that house, it'll blow the roof off.
Carley:
That's it! Todd, you're brilliant. Through the roof. We'll go thru the roof.
Walt:
Hold on a minute guys. I mean, I've kind of gotten used to not being able to walk. What's a few more years…?!
Ashley:
No way, Walt. Carley is right. What's that roof made out of anyway -- mud and sticks. Todd, you still got that camp shovel.
Todd:
Check.
Ashley:
All righty then. We're going in.
Narr:
[Crowd sits on the floor to appear lower. Walt's 4 friends emerge over top of a lg stacking table. Make digging motions. Then
Walt lies on tummy across top of table, head looking down thru to crowd/audience. Tumbles off with lots of falling noises
and arrrggghhs. Crowd goes ooh/ahh. Friends look down the way Walt just did. Walt is sprawled on floor in front of Jesus.]
Jesus:
Nice of you to drop in. What can I do for you?
Walt:
Well, I can't walk. And my friends need a goalie for their hockey team.
Jesus [looking at friends]:
Say no more. Buddy, your sins are forgiven.
Walt:
Thanks. Just walking would have been nice. Or lacing up skates…
Scribe 1 (aside):
Did you hear that.
Scribe 2:
Yeah. Who does Jesus think he is, telling people their sins are forgiven.
Jesus:
Uh, I heard that. You guys just don’t get it. There's no real difference between saying ' Get up and walk' and 'Your
sins are forgiven.' Not in my universe anyway.
[Jesus to Walter]
Like I said Walter, stand up. Go on. Pick up your mat and go home.
Walt [tentatively flexing and stretching one leg at a time]:
Would you take a look at that. Maybe I can. [Picks up blanket].
Carley. Todd. Ashley. Kyle. Come on down here. Looks like we're going home. You better find me some skates and a big ole wide
stick.
Friends [climbing down] :
Don’t need to tell me twice. Hey, thanks Jesus. [Friends leave.]
Crowd:
Do you see that. Freaky! Unbelieveable! Wait until I tell the folks back home! Who's gonna want to play against THAT team?!
THE END
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