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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Our Mutual Friend (not about the book) (09/15/11)

TITLE: Bob and Marcia's Reconciliation
By Tim Pickl
09/17/11


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Characters:
BOB – Crabby man
MARCIA – Bob’s curious, sweet and innocent wife
MURRAY – Bob and Marcia’s mutual friend

Summary:
Murray stops by Bob and Marcia’s house to video record their testimony.
(Bob and Marcia are sitting on two comfortable chairs, center stage. A small table sits between the chairs, with a small antique lamp. Marcia is crocheting, while Bob is reading a newspaper. We hear knocking coming from stage right.)

MARCIA
Come on in!

BOB
Whaddya mean, come on in?!? (stands up) It could be one-a doze Jehovah’s Fitnesses characters or worse. (walks toward stage right)

MURRAY
(steps onstage) Hey there Bob!

MARCIA
Ohhhh, it’s Murray. Hi Murray!

MURRAY
Hi Marcia!

BOB
Of course it’s Murray, dingbat. How ya doin’, Murray?

MURRAY
I’m actually doing great. The Lord has blessed me tremendously.

BOB
I see dat. You’re puttin’ on weight, I see.

MURRAY
Yeah, just a little.

MARCIA
What’s that bag you got there? Is that you’re gym bag?

BOB
Yeah Murray—you gonna go lose some-a-dat blessing?

MURRAY
No, no no…don’t you remember? When we were playin’ cards last month, you both said I could stop by and record your testimony for church.

BOB
Oh….dat’s right…

MARCIA
Yeah, I forgot all about it.

MURRAY
This is my new HD Digital Video Camcorder. Can I set it up over here?

BOB
Oh, sure, sure… no problem.

MARCIA
Does your camera use videotapes—we got lots of extra tapes if you need them.

BOB
It’s digital, Marcia. Digital. Digital means it don’t need tapes.

MARCIA
Ohhhh, I see.

BOB
Murray: you need help wit dat ting?

MURRAY
Nah, I got it. It’s pretty simple. (sets the camera atop a mobile tripod) There, we’re ready to go!

BOB
Okay, so whaddya wan’ us to do?

MURRAY
Okay… I will point at Marcia first, and when I do, Marcia, please tell us the story just like you did last time, okay?

MARCIA
Okay.

MURRAY
3, 2… 1.

MARCIA
When Bob and I first met, we were so very young, and so very much in love. We were infatuated with each other. We’d go for walks and talk about everything under the son, and we’d talk about The Son, too—His Name is Jesus—and it was a WONderful time in our lives. See, even though Bob was older, and he already had a son, it didn’t matter. Love covers all things. We fell in love, and then we were married, and we had Joette. About the time Joette was about a year old, Bob’s son was a teenager... Ohhh, I can’t say his name, it’s difficult remembering all this, and I don’t wanna cry…

MURRAY
It’s okay, Marcia….go ahead…

MARCIA
Anyway, Bob’s son loved motorcycles, and finally bought one of his own. One night he was out riding with some friends and there was a terrible accident… and Bob’s son was killed. That disaster just devastated Bob. He became depressed, and our marriage fell apart. We were actually divorced… I had to get a job and several years later ended up working at the same company as Bob, but I didn’t know it, because we worked different shifts in different departments. I met you there, Murray, and when we took breaks and lunch together, all I talked about was Bob and how I missed him…and how I still loved him. Finally, one day you told me you knew Bob very well and you worked with him in your previous position.

MURRAY
Thanks Marcia. Bob, are you ready?

BOB
Yes sir.

MURRAY
3, 2… 1.

BOB
I agree wit Marcia about when we first met. We were so much in love. I remember one time bringin’ her flowers an’ she cried. I thought she had an allergy or sometin’ and was gonna toss ‘em out but she stopped me…she said she was just thankful. We cried together. Later, aroun’ da time we were divorced I lost my job. It was a tough year all-da-way-aroun’. I finally got a job workin’ wit’ Murray and we became great friends. During one-a our fishin’ trips, I told him how we were divorced and how I still loved Marcia. Later, Murray had to start workin’ second shift so he could volunteer more for church tings durin’ da week.

MURRAY
How were you reunited?

BOB
Finally, one day Marcia an’ I had a day off-a work on da same day, and you—Murray—arranged for us to meet. I’ll never forget dat day.

MARCIA
Yeah… we just hugged and cried.





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Reference:
2 Corinthians 5:17-19
New King James Version (NKJV)


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Linda Goergen09/23/11
Interesting testimonial skit! I couldn’t figure out if Bob was supposed to be a Christian, he was certainly gruff and rude and sort of mean spirited if he was! I found myself not likeing him very much! LOL But enjoyed the read and how it showed the power of God's love to mend.
Noel Mitaxa 09/24/11
Very interesting dialogue that covers all the bases, and I liked the touch of vernacular speech as you set the topic so well.
A couple of misspellings: "one-a-doze" implies sleep - even though it's more phonetically accurate than "one-a-dose," (where most of us would harden the "s" sound and thus imply a pharmaceutical meaning!!) "you're gym bag" should be "your gym bag." Sorry to be pedantic, because - tooooo late - I've noticed a typo in my own entry for this week.
Yours humbly, Noel
Theresa Santy 09/25/11
I am impressed. In such a short span of time, and so few words, you got me to know and like your characters. I felt like I was sitting next to Martha crocheting my own garment, or perhaps I was reading because I don't really know how to crochet, but I wasn't really reading because I was listening to the entire conversation.