A One-Act
(Scene: Friday, 2 a.m. underground at a Brooklyn subway station. The hallway is sparsely populated by a few lone late-night revelers.)
(Enter a large, lumbering, black woman from stage right)
LLBW: (addresses Stranger 1 loudly in Carribean accent): Have you SEEN the light of Jesus Christ?!
Stranger 1: Uh, no. (Exits stage right)
LLBW: (to Stranger 2): Have YOU seen the LIGHT of Jesus Christ?!
Stranger 2: Sure… (Quickly exits stage right)
(Your Hero enters from stage left)
LLBW: (To Your Hero) HAVE you SEEN the LIGHT OF CHRIST?!
YH: Nope.
LLBW: (Enraged, screaming) I WIPE MY FILTHY HANDS ON YOU! (Wipes imaginary muck on Your Hero’s sleeve)
YH: ( Looks around to see if anyone else witnessed this. To himself) What the f…?
LLBW: (Exits stage left; To unseen stranger) Have you SEEN the light of Christ?!
Fin
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Seriously, you can’t make up this kind of action. New York is the strangest place on earth.
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