The Case of the Floating Mars Bar
This is my scriptwriting assessment for my Drama course. It's a remodeled version of the Macbeth monologue. Bit weird I know but my friend's all love it and I'd love to have some other opinions.
Characters/Cast:
SKINNY DIET OBSESSED GIRL
(Scene: Skinny girl sipping diet shake at a dining table, not impressed with the taste.)
SKINNY GIRL: Is this a Mars Bar I see in front of me?
That glorious black and red wrapper mocking me?
(Swipes hand)
SKINNY GIRL: Come on! Let me hold you!
I can see you but I just can't get a hold of you!
Are you really there?
Or are you an apparition,
Just a desire from my chocolate deprived sub-conscious?
I see you there! Clear as a crystal!
As clear as I now draw!
You're pushing me towards the way I was headed,
And you're just the thing to get me there!
My eyes must seem stupid to the other senses,
Either that or they're better than all the others,
Yet, I still see you!
(Eyes widen as wrapper opens itself)
SKINNY GIRL: And your wrapper is gone!
Showing me the teasing chocolate beneath.
Which was not visible before, this is fake!
It's this stupid diet, which brings you to my eyes.
This diet ruins everything, it makes me hallucinate!
(Glares at diet shake)
SKINNY GIRL: Now it's celebrating its victory!
I won't let it beat me.
I will drink this ghastly thick shake!
If I just move quietly,
(Slowly/stealthily walking towards diet shake)
SKINNY GIRL: It won't hear my steps, which way I walk,
For I hope these tiles don't say of where I am.
I will take this horror away from life.
But while I'm making threats, that shake still lives!
But here I have it now, trapped in my hands.
(Holds shake in between hands as the clock strikes 8)
SKINNY GIRL: I'll drink you, and it will be over. The clock tempts me.
Don't you hear that clock strike, Mr. Diet Shake.
For it is a sound that calls you to heaven or hell!
(Drinks diet shake as light dims).
SKINNY DIET OBSESSED GIRL
(Scene: Skinny girl sipping diet shake at a dining table, not impressed with the taste.)
SKINNY GIRL: Is this a Mars Bar I see in front of me?
That glorious black and red wrapper mocking me?
(Swipes hand)
SKINNY GIRL: Come on! Let me hold you!
I can see you but I just can't get a hold of you!
Are you really there?
Or are you an apparition,
Just a desire from my chocolate deprived sub-conscious?
I see you there! Clear as a crystal!
As clear as I now draw!
You're pushing me towards the way I was headed,
And you're just the thing to get me there!
My eyes must seem stupid to the other senses,
Either that or they're better than all the others,
Yet, I still see you!
(Eyes widen as wrapper opens itself)
SKINNY GIRL: And your wrapper is gone!
Showing me the teasing chocolate beneath.
Which was not visible before, this is fake!
It's this stupid diet, which brings you to my eyes.
This diet ruins everything, it makes me hallucinate!
(Glares at diet shake)
SKINNY GIRL: Now it's celebrating its victory!
I won't let it beat me.
I will drink this ghastly thick shake!
If I just move quietly,
(Slowly/stealthily walking towards diet shake)
SKINNY GIRL: It won't hear my steps, which way I walk,
For I hope these tiles don't say of where I am.
I will take this horror away from life.
But while I'm making threats, that shake still lives!
But here I have it now, trapped in my hands.
(Holds shake in between hands as the clock strikes 8)
SKINNY GIRL: I'll drink you, and it will be over. The clock tempts me.
Don't you hear that clock strike, Mr. Diet Shake.
For it is a sound that calls you to heaven or hell!
(Drinks diet shake as light dims).
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