![]() GROOM: (under his breath) Drive-thru chapel in Vegas. They were to be married in a beautiful church (to the children) AS I WAS SAYING, the preparations. STORYTELLER: Look, will you play along? The children will have ample opportunity to be disillusioned later, let’s just have a nice bedtime story, okay? Okay. Don’t let anything silly like our issues get in your way. STORYTELLER: Excuse me, ma’am, sir, firmie those bouches so I can return to the story thank you. ![]() GROOM: I’m not, I was fine with the fact you’d slept with black men.īRIDE: You’re assuming that “racism” automatically refers to African-Americans. (to children) The bride soon set in on the wedding preparations.īRIDE: (to GROOM) I never realized you were a racist. ![]() Let’s don’t argue in front of the impressionable youngsters. STORYTELLER: (to BRIDE and GROOM) Sssssh. GROOM: You certainly didn’t waste any time running into the arms of the first guy who had an accent. Then you’d want me back the minute I had a new boyfriend. As I recall, you kept breaking it off.īRIDE: Yeah. With the blessings of their compatible families, the young man and woman were to be Bride and Groom.īRIDE: (to GROOM) Wait a minute. For our purposes, let’s say you met in high school, shall we? (back to the kids) So. GROOM: And we dated on and off for five years while she experimented with foreigners. STORYTELLER: Yes you did, it says so right here. (to BRIDE) Yes, what is it?īRIDE: We didn’t exactly meet in high school. (The STORYTELLER looks back at them, confused. (The BRIDE and GROOM whisper to each other.)īefore long, the young man dropped to his knee, pulled a diamond from his pocket, and won the young woman’s hand in marriage. They met in high school and fell in love on a merry day in May. Once upon a time there was a young woman, pretty as a day in June.Ī young man stood by her side, smart as a whip and handsome as a polo horse. Lights up on BRIDE and GROOM in traditional garb standing on top of a wedding cake.) (The STORYTELLER opens the volume back up. if the audience yells out suggestions) How about a fairy tale for our times? A field of dreams fenced in by white picket, a story of the young man and woman we all hope to be someday? Too bad, that’s what you’re getting. What type of story shall we hear? (ad lib. What? You want to hear another one? But it’s a school night. Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite. The Incredible Season Finale by Mora V.STORYTELLER: (closing the volume) The End.Davina Arlington Wants Revenge by Tyler Dwiggins.Attempted Theft of a Confection from a Minor by Patrick Greene. ![]() To perform an individual play, click on its title below: To purchase this book of plays, click "Order Scripts" above. This book contains eight 10-minute plays. You never know what's coming next when your suspects include disgruntled chefs, teen detectives, and vengeful divas, but one thing's for certain: Every alibi is absolutely absurd. Designed as a flexible build-your-own mystery, you can perform these plays in any combination and thread them together with optional interludes. because they were all committing other ridiculous crimes at the time. Leslie Arlington is murdered, a clueless detective finds the suspects are all reluctant to admit their alibis. We challenged eight playwrights to find the comedy in crime in this rogue's gallery of ten-minute plays wrapped in a classic whodunnit.
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