gungadin09 -> RE: Who wants to be absurd? (11/6/2011 10:37:40 PM)
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AS THE STOMACH TURNS... (official soap opera of the absurd club) (Cue annoying violin music) Mark: (dramatically, through the closed door): Judy, is that you? Judy: (through the door): Yes, it is I. Do you hear me? Mark, it is I, Judy, myself. Mark: (caressing the door) Oh, it is you, is it? My god, Judy, it's really you! But Judy, you must listen to me. I have... something to tell you... (long pause) Judy: Yes, Mark? Mark: Dammit, Judy, why won't you listen to me? Can you just listen to me for one freakin' minute. WHY DOESN'T ANYONE EVER LISTEN TO ME??? Is it because of me... problem? Judy: (still on the other side of the closed door) Oh, no, Mark. I love you very deeply. You just wouldn't believe how deep the love is, which love, the love I love you with. Mark: (dramatically) Then you have gotten over... Stephen? (Dramatic pause. The annoying violin music gets louder. Judy shouts something indiscernable, still from behind the closed door. She is trying to make herself heard over the music. Mark, gesticulating from the other side of the closed door, does the same. Neither can be heard over the music.) Mark and Judy (at the same time, and very loud, at the music): Shutup!!!!! (The music subsides) Judy: I don't know who i am anymore. I just don't know. I don't know anything. Mark: (shocked) You mean, you have amnesia? Judy: Yes, Mark, I've had amnesia for the last ten years! I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid I would lose you. Oh, Mark, when I first met Stephen I was a lonely, confused girl without an identity! I desperately needed someone to love me! Mark: (reacting from behind the closed door) Oh, Judy, how can you do this to me? I am INSANELY jealous. i can't stop myself... I'm going to KILL Stephen!!!! Judy: (distressed) No, Mark, wait! There's something you must know. Stephen is my ... (sob)... BROTHER!!! I just remembered right now. My memory must be coming back. Mark: Your brother!!! No!!! Not your brother! This is horrible!!!! Judy, there is something I've wanted to tell you. As i was going through the family geneology I realised something. Stephen is... MY brother too! Judy (still behind the closed door): YOUR brother? Mark: Yes, it shocked me too! I didn't even remember having a brother named Stephen, but then he was always such a shy, unobtrusive child. Judy: Mark... There is something else. Mark: Judy... what are you trying to tell me? Judy: Mark, I am with child. Mark: PREGNANT? (then, darkly...) But is it mine, or Stephens? Judy: I don't know how you can be so CRUEL!!! Of course it's yours. Remember that night at the beach house? Mark: (looking sick) The beach house??? Oh, no!!!!! (The annoying violin music gets louder.) Judy: Mark, what is it? Mark: Judy, there's something I'm not very proud of. That night at the beach house... it wasn't me you were with. Judy: (shocked) What do you mean? Mark: (caressing the closed door) Judy, it wasn't me you made love to. It was... my twin brother!!!! Judy: You mean... Stephen? Mark: No, not Stephen. My... OTHER twin brother!!!! Judy: I didn't know you had another twin brother! Mark: I told you, don't you remember? My mom always used to mix us up. I had a deep identity crisis throughout my youth. Judy: Yes, now it's coming back to me. I remember that my mother used to confuse my brother Stephen with two other kids. He always got so much attention. I didn't feel I was loved. Mark: But Judy... Judy (from behind the door): Yes, Stephen? Mark: STEPHEN!!!??? My name is MARK. Goddamn it, MARK. MARK!!!!!!! (He starts sobbing from behind the door) Judy: (from the other side of the door) Oh, I'm sorry. I always did mix you two us. Mark: Hey, you're not Judy at all. You're... MY MOTHER!!!! (At this point, Mark busts open the door.) Mark: Mom? Judy: Yes, dear? Mark: (drying his tears) You... know who i am??? Judy: Of course, dear. I always knew it was you. I just pretended to mix you children up to throw Stephen and your other twin brother off the scent. I always loved you best! Mark: (mutters, disoriented) Stephen? Judy: Mark? Mark: Is my name Stephen or Mark? Judy: Stop being childish. You know who you are. Mark: Wait, i just remembered something. I'm an only child. I only pretended to have twin brothers because i was a shy, insecure child and my mother didn't love me. Judy: Yes I did!!!! Mark: No you didn't. You always made fun of my... physical disfigurement! Judy: I don't know what you're talking about, and I'm out of patience with your games! (Judy pulls a shotgun out from beneath her skirt.) Mark: Mom!!!!! Judy: It's time you learned some manners, young man! Why can't you be polite, like your brothers? I always loved them better than you. (Judy points the gun.) Mark: Mom, don't!!! (A loud, omnipotent voice begins to speak, while the the two look around, confused, to where this voice is coming from.) Voice: Will Stephen and his mother reconcile, or will she blow his head off? What is Stephen's other brother's name? And who is the dark figure lurking outside the window? (The two of them look for a window, but can't find one.) ...Find out net time, on AS THE STOMACH TURNS!!! (Annoying violin music plays very loud and fast. The two are still looking for where the music is coming from. Gun shots are heard, breaking glass, and a scream. They Judy and Mark hide under the furniture, as the lights fade.)
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