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Fri Mar 11, 2005 4:43 am
Elizabeth says...



Characters needed
1. HOLLY
2. JAMES
3. ANGELA
4. SOPHIE

ACT III, SCENE 3
(SATURDAY NOON: In Angela’s dining room.)

HOLLY
My poem is completed!

JAMES
Mine is too!

ANGELA
I’m almost… done!


SOPHIE
I… I can’t think of a rhyme! I don’t know what to say! I can’t consider! My common sense has let me down; I have a chink in my armor!

ANGELA
Well, what do you need to rhyme with?

SOPHIE
Rhymes… for the word… oh wait! Never mind, silly me!

ANGELA
Excitedly) Let’s recite our poems! I want to hear them!

HOLLY
Erm, may I pass?

ANGELA
Yes, sure, fine with me, and my ears.

JAMES
I wanna go first! Eh hem…
(Clears throat)

It rains hard, rain is wet and I love the coolness.
It spreads upon my body.
In my right hand, I have a match; in my left I have the box.
It rains today, lightly, it pours down only now.
I saunter to the gate, a gate full of memories
I brush the past and look into the new
So many memories, my past my life I hated it all.
Why didn't it go? This pain is too great.
I burn the gate, burn it down in the light rain!
More thunder, more lightning, in the flashes.
I gasp for I see the faces
Long forgotten.

(Gasps)

ANGELA
…James, I never thought I’d see the day in which you’d write a poem and actually make me say, James, I never thought I’d see the day…

HOLLY
Astonished) Wow… wow…. Wow….


SOPHIE
That was eerie. I can’t believe the brilliance in this piece. It matches to that of mine, which Miss Eltrut said. Well, that was last year in the sixth grade and now is now. Miss Eltrut, fun loving English teacher, forgive me for these words, but you do not know true talent!
(Bows head)

JAMES
I am the King of this world you all of you are just here to serve me!
(Evil laugh)

ANGELA
I guess I should go next…

This horrid war causes pain and suffering to all
Nobody ever listens to that single distressed call
From the US capitol in Washington, D.C
To many other countries that are unknown to me
You wonder why the USA is different from all of you
I even bet you wonder why we haven’t got the clue
The single, last and final clue which is hard to explain
It’s the very last puzzle piece that is still to remain
The final piece that remains is the cause of this,
Maybe if our president wasn’t such a hypocrite,
Then to you, I will assume, this would be true
This world would be much safer for both me and you.

(Applause)

ANGELA
You really liked it? I couldn’t think of anythin’ to write but this is what I got. Dedicated to those fighting in the wars and who have lost family and friends.

SOPHIE
OK, I will go next… It might seem kind of odd at first, but you’ll get my point sooner or later. Oh, and it is about my attitude toward life…
(Clears throat)

Sometimes when I hear this I just want to cry
Sometimes when I hear that I just want to die
Sometimes my emotions aren’t worth blinking back the tears
Sometimes my emotions are not worth screaming at my fears
Sometimes my emotions are ones I keep inside
Sometimes my emotions aren’t the ones I want to hide
Sometimes when I want to frown all I do is smile
Sometimes when I want to sit I will walk a mile
Sometimes when I want to die all I do is live
Sometimes when I want to take all I do is give
I sometimes wonder if I am here, or if this is just a game.
Sometimes…

(Applause)

ANGELA
That was so cool! OK, are we all done? Yes? No? Maybe? Good! I’m gonna get mom and tell her we’re ready to send them in!

(Angela runs off stage.)

JAMES
OK, now that she’s gone, I have a question for you two ladies.

(Sophie and Holly look at each another. Then back at James.)

HOLLY
You mean why I and Sophie were being … jerks to one another and why I was being a jerk to you?

JAMES
I know why you two were being jerks to each another and I know why you were being a jerk to me but I wanna know…
(Walks over to the counter. Slams hands on the counter)
Dudes, where’s my pie? I had a piece right here and now it’s gone!

(Sophie and Holly begin to laugh)





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Fri Mar 11, 2005 10:14 am
bluecows says...



huh? is this part of a play, because none of the story is explained
or maybe i'm just confused *looks confused* yep, that might be it

keep up the good work though and have a lovely day
~blue~ :D
To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour. – William Blake

I was lying in bed, watching the stars and i thought, 'where the hell is the ceiling?' :wink:





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Fri Mar 11, 2005 10:34 am
bluecows says...



OHHHHHHHHH, i missed the act 3 scene 3 bit at the beginning.
where's the rest of the play? Or am i am i just still confuesed?
*scratches her head as she tries to figure outwhat she's doing* Yep, i'm still confused

Have a day less puzzeling than mine
~blue~ 8-[
To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour. – William Blake

I was lying in bed, watching the stars and i thought, 'where the hell is the ceiling?' :wink:





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Fri Mar 11, 2005 10:38 am
bluecows says...



is this play from all for the good of friendship poetry and pie?
Ohhh, *grins widely* i get it now!
I think...

you know the drill
~blue~ :wink:
To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour. – William Blake

I was lying in bed, watching the stars and i thought, 'where the hell is the ceiling?' :wink:





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Fri Mar 11, 2005 4:05 pm
Elizabeth says...



LOL yeah... the first part is the last one posted... it is called.... ALL FOR THE GOOD OF FRIENDSHIP POETRY AND PIE SCENE 1....

there is one before htat which is the whole play... nobody read it in large bits





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Wed Apr 22, 2009 3:02 am
DustyFreeman says...



Huh? is this part of a play, because none of the story is explained
or maybe i'm just confused *looks confused* yep, that might be it


My same feeling.

I don't understand it.
What is really going on?
Then I find,
I feel this passion grow,
To face all that's been lost,
It's not too late to give control now.
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Wed Apr 22, 2009 3:32 am
Clo says...



Whoa, how did you find this? This Script is from 2005! Review some newer scripts instead. ^_^
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