Saturday, April 4, 2009
THE MORNING AFTER
A LITTLE PRODUCTION
Ernest Toshiro Tjia
SCENE 1
STAGEHANDS: Lights on
(Ernest is on bed, hugging Usa-chan)
(Ernest squints eyes, wakes up, still holding Usa-chan in hand)
A LITTLE PRODUCTION
Ernest Toshiro Tjia
SCENE 1
STAGEHANDS: Lights on
(Ernest is on bed, hugging Usa-chan)
(Ernest squints eyes, wakes up, still holding Usa-chan in hand)
ERNEST: God, how long have I been...(Ernest looks at clock to the left)
ERNEST: SLEEPING?! (Ernest pulls quilt off)
ERNEST: Shit man. Eighteen hours? (Hand goes across face, wiping action, yawning at the same time)
ERNEST: Damn it. Still sleepy. (Walks over to computer. Lazily bends down to push 'ON' button.)
ERNEST: (Falls over chair) FUCK! (Rubs head)
ERNEST: Shit man. Eighteen hours? (Hand goes across face, wiping action, yawning at the same time)
ERNEST: Damn it. Still sleepy. (Walks over to computer. Lazily bends down to push 'ON' button.)
ERNEST: (Falls over chair) FUCK! (Rubs head)
STAGEHANDS: LIGHTS OFF
STAGEHANDS: CURTAINS CLOSE
SCENE 2
STAGEHANDS: LIGHTS ON
ERNEST: (Shampooing in shower, grumbling about lack of sleep)
ERNEST: (Looks on the ledge to the left for shower foam)
ERNEST: (Notices that shower foam is on the lower ledge 2 inches from the floor)
ERNEST: Oh! There you are, stupid shower foam, d'you have to make me bend down. (Disgusted expression)
ERNEST: (Realises self is delusional, but doesn't care)
ERNEST: (Squats to reach shower foam, grabs it like a dog grabs a squeaky toy in its mouth)
ERNEST: (Straightens legs, tries to stand up again)
ERNEST: (Hits the bottom of the higher ledge) OUCH! SHIT MAN!
STAGEHANDS: CURTAINS CLOSE
SCENE 2
STAGEHANDS: LIGHTS ON
STAGEHANDS: CURTAINS OPEN
ERNEST: (Shampooing in shower, grumbling about lack of sleep)
ERNEST: (Looks on the ledge to the left for shower foam)
ERNEST: (Notices that shower foam is on the lower ledge 2 inches from the floor)
ERNEST: Oh! There you are, stupid shower foam, d'you have to make me bend down. (Disgusted expression)
ERNEST: (Realises self is delusional, but doesn't care)
ERNEST: (Squats to reach shower foam, grabs it like a dog grabs a squeaky toy in its mouth)
ERNEST: (Straightens legs, tries to stand up again)
ERNEST: (Hits the bottom of the higher ledge) OUCH! SHIT MAN!
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